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It was several hours later, and while the returned Perkasie planetary defense forces returned to their billets, there was talk that the filth the Capellans had encountered would need a thorough investiagtion. Apparently, before the Duke had arrived, the planetary govorner had eaten his pistol, and the Lieutenant Govorner had been arrested on charges of corruption and treason.
Major Donovan had led his Capellan guests to the officers mess, shooing out a handful of the aerospace pilots from the encounter in space. He sat the small group down, and had the cooks get them some food, and even managed to russle up a small decanter of local wine, both of which were offered to the Capellans. It wasn't exactly that they were captives, although it was clear they were not free to go either. Despite the Cappellan commander's insitince on being treated as a normal prisoner of war, it was clear that they were being treated as something special.
What exactly, was anyone's guess. Donovan looked at the chronometer on the wall.
"He should be a few hours out. Better rehearse whatever speech you think will keep you from a firing squad for espionage." Donovan shrugged, as if to say, 'hey, you did cross a border illegally'.
