Shadow of the Throne.
Nimrod lifted his head from the Data Crystal and looked toward the door.
Arsena Dunn entered the Primarch's office and approached the desk.
"My lord, the Space Wolves have withdrawn from the Sotha System, but they have not left completely."
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"The Space Wolves have established a base on a mineral asteroid fifty thousand kilometers from the system's border."
"Skarsen really is clinging on," Nimrod said after a brief moment of thought.
"No need to pay them any mind. The Space Wolves may yet become Sotha's shield."
"The second Ramillies-class Star Fortress has begun deployment," the Primarch's Attendant continued his report.
Nimrod nodded. Once Varia Superior had been fully brought under control, construction of Ramillies-class Star Fortresses had begun. Four had now formed a complete defensive system.
Not long ago, after Anacharis Scoria had fully taken control of Xana, he had also begun manufacturing Ramillies-class Star Fortresses. Five were expected to be built in the future, together with the one deployed during the Second Rangdan War, forming a complete defensive system.
Beep, beep—
The Communication Bead in the Primarch's Attendant's ear buzzed. He raised a hand to press it, then reported after listening to the message.
"My lord, the 10th Battalion intercepted a civilian warship. One of the passengers aboard requested an audience with You."
"He said his name is Ollanius Persson, and told Shadow of Order that You once made him a promise."
"He said that as long as he gave You his name, You would see him."
[Is my lord someone just anyone can see because they say so—]
"Ollanius... Persson..."
Nimrod leaned back against the Throne and sighed silently.
[Must a promise once made ultimately be fulfilled?]
"Bring him to me."
Arsena's narrow blue eyes filled with question marks.
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