Time had passed by, and at last the meeting was about to start. The delegation from the Order of the Raven had departed peacefully, though sadly Mineva hadn't really gotten to talk with Jazz about Zeon or it's culture. Still, it certainly made Mashymre feel a bit safer to get away from them, since he hated the thought of anything happening to her or Haman. There would always be time for that sort of thing later, after all.

For the moment, the three of them proceeded inside, arriving in the grand conference room, it giving off vibes of the Earth Federation assembly hall, at least to the three of them, though they had only seen pictures of it. But it was for a different purpose, a different intention. It was no longer a struggle for freedom from the power of Earth, or the souls that were weighed down by gravity. No, it was a meeting of nations, of equals, theoretically. And that Haman could work with.

The three sat down, Mineva in the middle, Haman and Mashymre to her sides, though the blue haired man seemed sad, or jealous, at this arrangement, with the delegation near the other Directorate members, but slightly apart as well. They watched as the other delegates arrived and took their seats, and the meeting was called to order. 

As Zefyrn finished, Haman rose. "We of the Principality of Zeon would like to thank the Copenhagen Coalition for hosting this meeting, and allowing us to participate. Zeon has known war. In the span of under a year, more than half the population of the Earthsphere was killed in the conflict between the Earth Federation and the Principality. It is thus that we recognize the foolishness of war, and express our desire to never have to repeat such tragedies again.

What we desire is not war, or conquest. What Zeon seeks is peace, and a return to space, to the new frontier and the destiny of humanity. In the ideals of our founder, Zeon Zum Daikun, Earth is the sacred birthplace, the cradle of humanity, but one that mankind must eventually leave. It is in the stars, in space, that the future of humanity lies. And it is there we seek to return, so humanity may grow, evolve, and become more than it is.

Zeon does not desire conflict. We do not wish to repeat the mistakes of the past. But we will defend ourselves, and we will bow to no one. It is my hope that with the assistance of this Conference, the new world we find ourselves in can be tamed, and a place made here for all of us."

She sat back down, and Mineva whispered to her. "Well said." Meanwhile, Mashymre's eyes glistened, and the man seemed on the verge of tears, in admiration. It was obvious he truly believed what had just been said. It only remained to be seen how the others would react.