Corina felt a flood of relief. "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"So the little kitten can't take it," came a familiar voice.

Corina was shocked by the venom in the Security Chief's tone. So were

others; everyone, from the Emperor on down, stared at the defiant

Greggson.

"That was totally uncalled-for, Colonel," Davis said coldly. "One more

such outburst and you will be replaced. You will apologize to Sir

Corina at once."

Corina thought for a moment that Greggson would refuse, but he finally

said, "Please forgive me, Sir Corina." His tone was full of distaste,

but it was an apology; the Emperor looked unsatisfied, but said

nothing. Corina wondered why.

*He doesn't want to have to relieve him, especially at this point,*

Medart sent. *I don't know how he made it past the psych tests with

what I'd class as xenophobia and paranoia, but he did, and he's one of

the best Security Chiefs in the Fleet. Still, it looks to me like he's

gone over the edge this time; once this rebellion's over, I'm going to

have him retested.*

She glanced at him and nodded. Davis saw it, traded glances with

Forrest, then said, "That seems to conclude the council as such,

Captain Hobison. You and your people are dismissed; please return to

your stations, and set course for Terra. Ranger Medart, Sir Corina, I

would like you to remain."

All rose, Hobison and the Command Crew bowing before they left. The

Emperor and Crown Prince reseated themselves, and Davis motioned the

two aboard Chang to do the same. Then he leaned forward, looking at

them intently. "It's obvious the two of you are holding something

back, something important. Tell us about it."

*You tell them,* Medart sent. *It's your field of expertise, after

all, not mine.*

*Yes, Ranger.* At least, Corina thought, she had no reason to be

nervous about this. "I have discovered that Ranger Medart has a high

degree of Talent, sire. I have begun training him in its use, and we

have been `speaking'--primarily, he has been reassuring me--

telepathically throughout the conference."

"Controlled, reliable telepathy?" Davis asked, his expression intent.

"Fully, sire. He also has the potential for strong darlas, and another

Talent aspect we have not yet been able to identify."

"Does that mean he'll be able to help you against Thark?" Forrest

asked.

"It is barely possible," Corina replied, "if we have the time to

develop them. Telepathy is by far the easiest and fastest part of

Talent to train. I would estimate it will take at least eight to

twelve days before he will be able to use his other abilities with even

a novice's degree of skill and reliability."

A Matter of Honor: A Terran Empire novel · 第 24 / 54 题