For a man of Admiral Snop's status and position, investigating matters concerning Her Majesty Queen was not difficult. In fact, what he uncovered went far beyond the information Graces had provided. As he looked at the classified files laid out on his desk, a sense of unreality washed over Admiral Snop.
He couldn't help but wonder, 'What have I been fighting for all these years of service to the Empire? Was it all just to protect a group of imperial nobles who are rotten to the core, inside and out?'
'All so they could live in peace and indulge in their pleasures?'
A sudden chill went through him for the soldiers who had died on the battlefield. Even more, he felt utterly disgusted by his own past sacrifices and his current steadfastness.
He locked himself in his study for a day and a night, contemplating this single issue.
He tried to find a reason to console himself, to accept reality, but it was incredibly difficult.
