The landing platform shimmered under the noon sun as the sleek Separatist shuttle descended, its durasteel frame catching the light. Vala Naris stood tall as the ramp extended, her tailored military-cut attire immaculate, her household guards falling into formation at her flanks. Across the platform, the blue-armored Senate Guards stood in disciplined silence, their spears glinting as they surrounded the Republic envoy.

The senator waited at the end of the walkway, expression measured, though tension hung heavy in the air. Vala’s boots struck the metal with crisp precision as she descended, her gaze fixed ahead, mahogany eyes steady and unreadable. She slowed only when the two delegations closed the final steps of distance between them.

"Senator."

Her voice was smooth, carrying the weight of noble authority, polished in countless courts and assemblies. She inclined her head just enough to acknowledge him without conceding anything more.

"We meet again. Let us hope the talks today prove… more productive than the last."