Cortana Jade
Character
Wolves, then...she thought to herself.
For the first time, something shifted in Cortana's expression. Not quite a smile, but close, the faintest pull at the corners of her mouth. She understood the distinction, and more importantly, understood that arguing over it bought her nothing.
Gerra had accepted everything that mattered and objected only to the language surrounding it; That was workable.
"No leashes. No service." Her gaze held Gerra's. "You keep your word, I'll keep mine."
Cortana nodded. "I'll have the letters of marque drawn before you leave Djo Fortress. Your captains will have the seal, and every ship loyal to this Restoration will know what it means."
A beat.
"Happy hunting." she said.
