There was a delay before the insignia of the LFX Industrial Corporation flashed onto the screen, before fading into view on a desk. Sitting behind it was a man of some importance, Seti Ashar, CEO of LFX Industrial. He looked rather troubled as he cleared his throat, his eyes showing some sadness. He read from some handwritten notes that lay on his desk.
"The Tholatin blockade on Commenor is troubling," he said slowly, "You all know that this world serves as the hub in this quandrant for all trade and moving of goods, and the majority of these vessels use the hyperlanes the Prince has blockaded. Dozens of merchants have already contacted me, asking for clarification on why their fleets are being yanked from hyperspace in this way.
"For this reason, I ask that the Prince withdraw his vessels from my space immediatly. This is a violation of our Soveriegn space.
"I respect the Prince's fear of terrorist attacks, but his defences should be centred on his own planets, not in assaulting ours."
He paused, his eyes growing more troubled.
"I must also make mention of the Holy Demosthesian Empire, which the Prince referred to in his messages. I make it clear here and now that the Holy Demosthesian Empire has no place on Commenor. I invite the Prince here to see this for himself, if he so desires. The word of one madman who would claim that LFX Industrial and the Demosthesian Empire are the same should not hold sway among the Tholatin government... if I had given credit to such claims, then the galaxy would surely be a vastly different place.
"Please, Prince, withdraw your ships. I guarantee that no attacks will come from my space."