A large vessel entered Prince Gillian's territory, with mostly defensive equipment, and strong shields. The little weaponry they had, were deactivated. It was clear the ship was here for friendly interactions. On the side of the ship was written; Nordic Sciences.
Aboard the ship was Emma, who was the Director of public relationships, and a few of her staff. Aboard the ship were medical supplies in large amounts. Emma nodded to her staff, to send a transmission to the Empire, to request a meeting with Gillian, if possible.
It was a video transmission, a woman is seen on a seat, behind a desk with a few medical supplies on her desk, she appeared friendly, kind. "Greetings, New Cyborion Empire, it is an honor to be here. I'm from Nordic Sciences, who specialize in Biotech.
We request a meeting with Gillian, and are in the territory for a week if possible, to await a response and a possible date of the meeting, if allowed. We hope to discuss an alliance, and trade deals. What we have on board, are gifts, samples of what we have to offer." She spoke in a professional tone, in a humble position.
*The ship was floating in space, awaiting a response, and would be here for the coming week.**