Holiday parties!
Oh hey I actually wrote a drabble fic about this incident from Rarl Kove’s perspective: (Set before the invasion)
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So far, nothing had happened, which was good.
The ship had docked cleanly, the new tallests had stopped arguing, the hosts had greeted them all politely, if stiffly, and no one had tried to assassinate anybody. Well done. Rarl Kove had earned himself a drink.