Flag in Exile (Honor Harrington #5)
Hounded into retirement and shame by means of political enemies, lower to the center via the homicide of the fellow she enjoyed, and bereft of self belief in herself and her skills, Captain Honor Harrington has retreated to the planet Grayson to absorb her function as Steadholder whereas she attempts to heal her sour wounds.
But the People's Republic of Haven is emerging from defeat to threaten Grayson anew, and the child Grayson military wishes her adventure desperately. it is a name Honor can't refuse, but at the same time she once again accepts the obligation whose demanding situations she fears she will not meet, robust males who hate and worry the alterations she's dropped at their global are made up our minds to opposite them. they've got a plan…and for it to be successful Honor Harrington needs to die.
Two impossible to resist forces are dashing jointly to overwhelm Grayson among them, and just one woman―uncertain of her features, weary unto demise, and marked for murder―stands among her followed planet and its devastation.
formidable males had performed to her. "Protector Benjamin and his kin charged me to remind you in their debt to you—and in their love," he acknowledged, and she or he smiled gratefully at him as they stepped into the carry. He enable the doorways shut, after which went on. "In addition, My woman, the Protector sends you this." He passed her the writ of summons, and her eyebrows rose as she tested the heavy, legit envelope. He easily waited, and he or she broke the seal and scanned its contents, then she appeared again at him.
Arthur backyard have been alive, yet backyard was once subconscious, and the key was once little larger. He heaved up on his knees and searched for the pinnace. One look used to be all he had to be aware of he might do not anything for a person who'd been just about it, and he bent over backyard to examine his accidents. Thank God I talked her into staying within the ditch, he idea, after which sighed in reduction as his hands chanced on the throb of Yard's pulse. * * * Honor crawled up the part of the trench, searching for Nimitz. She may well believe him.
Audio-only reputation key. "Yes?" She heard the husky weariness of her voice and cleared her throat. "Sorry to disturb you, Milady," Mercedes Brigham acknowledged tensely, "but Command primary simply despatched out a Flash One." Honor's nostrils flared as a jolt of adrenaline punched at her foggy mind. She touched the imaginative and prescient key, and the terminal flashed alight within the darkened slumbering cabin. Mercedes appeared out of it at her, and he or she observed the flag bridge, already coming totally online, in the back of her leader of.
can have deserved it extra. She was once happy to understand she'd have him, yet apart from Mark and a handful of very senior officers—like his father or excessive Admiral Matthews himself—Honor did not comprehend an individual within the GSN good adequate to have an opinion of them, and she'd had no wish to choose names for a squadron command crew at random. larger to depend on the judgment of somebody who did recognize them. It used to be totally attainable she and that somebody else may perhaps fluctuate at the features they discovered perfect in an officer,.
And Gerrick knew it, for he was once the guy who'd designed it . . . however it was once additionally taking place. His eyes whipped unerringly to the helps which shared that shaft's part of the dome's weight. An untrained eye would not also have recognized which of them to examine; to Gerrick, it was once as seen as though he'd spent hours pouring over the schematics that very morning, and his middle leapt into his throat with horror as he observed one among them transferring in addition! He stared at it for one negative, unending instant,.