loating arsenals of democracy for which Fleet was better known.
But I was first and foremost a spacer. I'd been genengineered for it. From the moment of my conception my fate had been determined. Determined by the choices of my parents. I wasn't a diplomat, and Burrye knew it. As far as he was concerned, that meant I was a risk to the success of this mission. Maybe he was right.
"No offense," Burrye said, continuing in his earlier vein, "but it's a bit of a stretch from commanding a warship to heading a mission like this, don't you think?"
"Not at all," I assured him. "Being the captain of a ship can be the supreme test of diplomacy. When you're dealing with the lives of nearly a thousand men and women, not to mention the frequent confrontations with all manner of ships and worlds, you soon acquire quite a feel for this sort of thing. However, I trust that you'll keep me in line, should I make a misstep." I looked at him forcefully, making it clear that he had better work with me and not
An odd little novella. The ambassador to one of the enemy's planets in an interstellar war used to command a battlecruiser. The Captain/ambassador gradually learns of the horrors that go on under the guise of religious devotion, but is bound by the peace treaty not to interfere.
The story unwinds a little too slowly, but there's some tension and dread to it, and the characters of the Captain and Kieara are pretty solidly drawn.
I found it worth the investment of time it took to read.
I think that this book is a very good read for anyone looking for a short SF story following up on the events at obsidian in the novel In darkness Bound. The way that the gender of the captian is never revealed and even at the end it is left to the speculation of the reader is one of the ways that this tale kept me wanting to read more.