Chapter Fourteen
Bassan followed his father into the dining hall for the evening meal. The room buzzed with a thousand conversations, both mental and verbal. Those closest looked up as they passed, gazing at the pair with curiosity and awe. Casting wary glances at the men, Bassan stayed close to his father as they collected their food.
They selected an empty table, but it didn’t take long for the seats to fill around them. Bassan tried to focus on his food, aware it was rude to listen in on others’ conversation. But mention of the Vindicarn War caught his attention. Pretending indifference, Bassan took note of the comments and questions directed at his father. He knew his father’s role in the war and subsequent status as a hero. But to hear real fighter pilots talk of his father’s action
