CH756 Silver Tongue's Fonterra Address
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Hearing the name Skywalker caused a ripple of murmurs to spread through the crowd.
Even here, people still recognised the fame and glory once associated with the former rulers of the Empire's north.
Alex stepped onto the podium to address the gathering while Milton withdrew to the side.
He took a moment to study the faces before him.
He found no excitement, anticipation—or even the slightest embers of hope.
The crowd simply watched in silence.
A silence of people who had heard too many promises.
People who had become disillusioned by years of disappointment.
People who believed there was nothing he could possibly say that would move them.
Alex swept his gaze across the assembled citizens one final time before speaking.
"Many nobles have stood where I stand today."
His voice carried clearly across the square.
"They would have spoken of prosperity, duty, and sacrifice... but when all was said and done, they leave."
