Exactly one week later
Juraens and Mark were in sick bay for five days. On the sixth day they insisted on going with Saxon, Lunas, Sam, and Sara to the United Nations building.
Their party was greeted by General Morgan just outside the General Assembly. “It’s good to see you, Prince Mark—you too, Prince Juraens.
“No need for formality, John. I’m happy now. It’s past time to bury the hatchet.”
Morgan’s eyes grew wet. Abruptly, he turned away and said to Sam, “I heard that the Zyptz made trouble on the ship. Are you all whole?”
“Yes, Mark and Juraens were down for a bit but they recovered. I’m sending the formula for the antidote to the UN. We will subsidize pharmaceutical companies to make it. You should carry the antidote at all times. We have decided to leave two battle ships behind
