The King listened to his daughter. Worry etched on his face as when she said that she was near the alien vessel. However, He knew his daughter well enough to know that she wouldn't come back if he ordered her too. "Just be careful. That ship displayed incredible power. If these aliens possess more ships of such destructive capabilities we could never dream of winning a war with them. I am hoping the message of peace is just that. A message of peace. We are currently working on trying to make contact. Since they broadcasted in our tongue. We believe they should be able to understand us if we broadcast normally." The King stated though his face and tone of his voice held a deep worry. "Just be careful, my precious daughter." One part of the message worried the King the most. The Alien said he hailed from a "Space Battleship". It was a warship, but why would a warship sue for peace?<br/><br/>_______________________<br/><br/>On board the Musashi, The radar detected something in the direction of the forest that Lt. Wilson was en route to investigate. "Captain, I am detecting a group of object directly in the path of Crimson Lance Flight. Though their movements are quite erratic. Almost like Helicopters, sir." The Tech explained. Black nodded. "They must be observing us. Contact Crimson Lance Lead and inform him of the update." Black ordered as he rolled his head on his neck. Feeling that the joint has gotten stiff. "Sir, we're detecting a transmission. I believe it is from the Planet." The Comms tech reported. "Put it on screen". Jeremy stood up and approached the center of the room. Standing straight his hands clasped behind his back. A grainy picture of an older gentleman appeared upon the viewer. He held a strong countenance though one showing the wear of duty far longer than Jeremy. However it was his features that Jeremy found most interesting. They looked, Elvish.  "I am King Ferinand Moondream of Ælphera." The Older gentleman said in his native language. the computer translating a half beat later. "Good, At least now we know the name of this world." Black thought as he formed his words carefully. "Greetings, Your Royal Majesty. I am Captain Jeremy Black. Commander of the Space Battleship Musashi.". There was a slight delay on their end as the translation was being received. The worry on the King's face seemed to lighten a bit at the display of respect that Jeremy showed to him. "Your message says you come in peace, but your recent display was...dramatic." Ferinand stated. Jeremy nodded. "Yes, I wished it didn't have to come that. There was 200 people upon that ship. 200 people that will never see their families and loved ones again. However, they made their bed and they had to sleep in it." Jeremy said, a bit of regret hanging in his voice. Ferinand's brows knitted as he tried to comprehend what the alien said. "What is your Intention now, Captain? Why are you staying?" The King Inquired. "My intention is to apologize. On behalf of my people." Black stated with no hesitation. The King stared at the alien for a couple of minutes. Trying to read him. However, he found it hard to stare into his one eye. Though he could not see any deceit. It was still hard to hold the Captain's gaze. "Would you be willing to convey this apology in person?" Ferinand asked. "You desire to come aboard my ship?" Black asked. "No! I mean for you to come to me." The King was quick to reply. Black thought a moment. "I accept your request. Does this mean I have permission to bring my ship into your port?" Black asked, for clarification. Again the King was quiet. Contemplating asking him to keep it where it was. However, considering that display of power. He didn't think it mattered were the ship was. "Yes, I give you permission to enter our port. Can you promise nothing will happen?" the King said sternly. His eyes narrowing on the Alien before him. "No, your Majesty. I can not promise that nothing will happen. I can promise that nothing will be started by my crew." Jeremy stated. Returning the King's intensity. The King nodded, "Very well, I'll have a vehicle waiting for you." Freinand stated as the transmission is cut.<br/><br/>"Helm, Take us in slow. I want everyone on their best behavior." Black stated as he returned to his seat. "Contact Lt. Wilson. Inform him that once he investigates those contacts. They are to return to the ship. I don't think these people will be appreciate our fighters flying around their city. Also Inform Wade to get his best uniform. He is accompanying me to the Meet the King." Black said as he brushed his hair back under his cap. "XO, you have the bridge. I am going to get cleaned up. Also if Mr. Cromwell so much as farts wrong. Throw him in the brig." Jeremy told his first officer as he stepped off the bridge.