Chapter 127: Uneasy Alliance

Days bled into weeks aboard the Voryn vessel. Confined to a surprisingly comfortable suite, Amelia found her days filled with a strange mix of routine and uncertainty. Meals were delivered by silent, emotionless guards, the only interaction a curt nod of acknowledgement. The silence was punctuated only by the rhythmic hum of the ship and the occasional crackle of the intercom. One day, the monotone voice announced, "Commander Xylia requests your presence in the Observation Lounge." A jolt of nervous excitement shot through Amelia. Was this a sign of progress? The Observation Lounge offered a breathtaking view of the swirling nebula they were traversing. Xylia stood before the holographic display, her back turned. Amelia cleared her throat, but the Commander remained silent for a moment, her gaze fixed on the swirling colors. "The Aethelians have verified your story," Xylia finally spoke, her voice laced with a hint of begrudging respect. "A misunderstanding, it seems." "Than