Ah, the grand art of trade! It was on this system that the universal economics system worked! There had been a time, before Kaleb Tyris had took the reigns as leader of the K Empire, that the universe had operated on a different currency, one his father had gained plenty of experience in working with. The credit. But the credit, in which long ago all trades were commenced with, had declined in value so sharply as a result of the war. It had collapsed, and now, the K Empire -- like most empires -- engaged in direct trade.
That's what they were doing here, today, with their good allies, the Marid. As shipments were unleashed from the starships and trade commenced among merchants and government alike, there was a feeling of optimism in the air. The K Empire was lucky enough to still trade with one or two empires. However; many of their contacts had been broken eight years ago. It was through these one or two trades a month that the K Empire survived. They could gain resources that were not automatically available to them.
The messenger was escorted to an Observation Deck overseeing the entire trade operations on all loading docks. There, smug at a table with two chairs and glasses, already filled with herbal tea imported from Earth, sat Kaleb Tyris, a smile on his face. He stood as the messenger was led into the room, bowing in a traditional, international greeting.
"It's an honor to invite you into my Kingdom. Please, sit."
