Asandria leaned against the wall as she waited for different ranks of citizens of Betelgeuse to enter the Parliament Summit. She choose today to wear her new dress, dark blue with a spitted skirt and one made of gold with trims of white. She had painted her lips faded red, it was easy to dismiss it at first sight. Her hair was still short, she had styled it into small curls. Summit was always an excuse for elites and ladies to play dress-up. After her meeting with Asandria, Xemina had used her Call to have a Summit in three days’ time after Daylight. Now, only two Ministers will be absent from this Call. Two Calls in a span of three months, things were changing. Asandria hoped that the Call will rekindle the bonds of Ministers instead of dividing them like the last Call. Ah, but I had

