The people gathered in the Council of Anoth"s meeting room were waiting for Mayor Willard Steiner. Four, dark wooden tables had been arranged in a rectangle, the shorter two tables on each end, the other ones running almost the length of the room with an open space in the middle. The chairs were heavy and the inhabitants of this planet called them captain"s chairs.
Really inexplicable as what captain would wish to sit in such hard, uncomfortable pieces of furniture? Garth, Chief of the Draygons, was seated near the short table in front of the windows where the flags of Tonath and Anoth stood with their garish silver and yellow colors on a deep blue background. He was looking at the different beings assembled. He had allowed his subordinate, Quellen, to sit on his left rather than behind h
