"Eloraine, you ought to come to this meeting," her mother said the next morning. "It"ll be valuable experience for you. Negotiating is always tricky."
"Do you really intend to negotiate, Mother?"
"Of course, dear. That groundling, what"s his name, Naras, Natas? Anyway, he had a good point. Without the groundlings, we aerials are dead. We have to negotiate."
Eloraine sighed. "All right, I"ll be there."
The throne room had a large table in the middle. The slaves brought it here for the negotiations. Around it sat Queen Kelle, Princess Eloraine, Tromb, the aerials" first minister, Pettic, Natas and Harip from Brewerstown.
Queen Kelle began the proceedings.
"Now, we"re here to try to come to some agreement," she said. "We need each other, it seems and fighting is not going to get us anyw
