"We humans have heard of the treatment Your Highness the Celestial Dragon has received in the M'tok Union, and every one of our citizens considers it unjust. You are a great Stellarite. You protect their empire with your mighty power, and you deserve the utmost respect and courtesy."
"The M'tok's insults and contempt toward you fill us with fury. The foolish M'tok will meet their destruction, and the glory belonging to Your Highness the Celestial Dragon will surely shine across the Sea of Stars."
"With the deepest reverence, we present our excellence and potential to you. Under the leadership of our omniscient and omnipotent Marshal, the Interstellar Human Military Junta will surely become the strongest power in the Sea of Stars. We will do everything we can to provide for you and raise your offspring, because we do not wish to see such unjust treatment continue. A mighty Stellarite should not suffer such humiliation."
"Your Highness the Celestial Dragon, if you grow weary of the rudeness of the Stone People around you, you are welcome to come south and visit our empire at any time. Our borders will always be open to you. The most delicious food and the most distinguished treatment will always be ready for you and your offspring."
"The Interstellar Human Military Junta, February 2, 2222 of the Cosmic Era."
The Dragon listened in a daze as that gentle male voice spoke slowly and calmly.
Its eyes welled with tears.
So gentle. The message conveyed heartfelt respect and reverence in every word. In all these years, the Dragon had never heard anyone speak so courteously.
This empire called the Interstellar Human Military Junta was very, very good!
The Stone People were rotten to the core!
The thought of the M'tok, who cursed at it all day and