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"The Aschen woman?" Najia inquired as she shifted to speaking in Upuuzi, one of countless native Hafirjan languages. "She would sow Terra with the brutality of her family, and her actions in Van Leugen have turned the city into a war zone." Her grasp of the common tongue was fluent, but she found Upuuzi to be more comfortable, and effective in avoiding the prying ears of casual passerbyes.

"I do not approve of a member of the Aschen royal family being seated in our government," she added as she cast a side glance towards Chloe.

She made no mention of how she had deduced such things, but truth be told it hadn't been difficult for anyone to conclude from even basic observations. The surname of McGregor might have been nothing more than a coincidence if not for the woman's continued involvement with the McGregor family, and one needed only a pair of eyes to note the similarities between Chloe and Raphael as they conversed across the room.

It was a disgrace to the TNG government that this had been permitted she thought to herself.

"What would you like to know?" Najia asked.

There was a lot to be known of the woman in question.