Honor Among Enemies

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Caslet looked around, seeing the same confusion and dawning comprehension in all of their faces. He looked at Allison MacMurtree, who nodded with a crooked grin, and then at Denis Jourdain. The people's commissioner sat very still, face expressionless, while seconds trickled past, and then his shoulders gave a small twitch and his lips curved in the shadow or a smile.

'Ah, I believe it was the Andermani ship Sternenlicht, My Lady,' he said, addressing her with a nonmilitary title for the first time ever, and Honor smiled back at him.

'I thought that was it,' she murmured. 'Thank you. I'll see to it that my report, and those of my other officers, reflect that information.'

'I'm happy to have been of service, My Lady.' Jourdain's voice said far more than his words, and he and Honor nodded to one another as their eyes met. Then she rose, with Nimitz on her shoulder and Samantha in her arms, and Andrew LaFollet fell in on her heels as she led the Peep officers towards the door.

'I'll miss you all,' she said with a small, wicked chuckle, 'but I'm sure you'll be glad to get home. For now, however, Admiral Rabenstrange, and Citizen Captain Holtz and Citizen Commander Wicklow, of course, are waiting for us.'