“My Lord,” White Haven said quietly, “haven’t you even considered the other implications of this supposed diversionary effort of yours?”

“What ‘other implications’?” Janacek demanded.

“If Duchess Harrington’s belief that sizable Havenite forces have been sent to Silesia is, in fact, correct, then they can only be there for one purpose: to attack Sidemore Station and destroy her task force. If they did such a thing, it would be a clear act of war, and we would respond to it as such—everywhere, not just in Silesia. The implication is clearly that they’re actively contemplating resuming hostilities, and if they’re willing to do so in an area as far from our strategic center as Silesia, then they’re certainly willing to do it somewhere closer to home, as well.

“Even if you assume this was no more than an effort to draw us into dispersing our forces, it certainly suggests they’re planning active operations against us somewhere. Any dispersal we were drawn into as a result of this disinformation attempt you’ve postulated would be only temporary. If we found no other sign of their ‘Second Fleet’ within a few weeks—or, at most, a few months—then we’d begin recalling any reinforcements we’d sent. Once we did that, the balance of forces would revert to what it had been, and Theisman would know that as well as we did. Trust me, the man is an excellent strategist.

“So if the dispersal would be only temporary, I have to wonder why he should bother. Unless, during that temporary window of dispersal, he intended to attack us here.”

“Make up your mind,” Janacek said nastily. “You came in here prepared to demand that we send reinforcements to Sidemore. Now you’re saying that if we did that, we’d be playing directly into Theisman’s hands.”

“I’m saying nothing of the sort,” White Haven snapped. “I’m simply pointing out that even if your analysis were correct—which I don’t for a moment believe it is—it only underscores the danger of a Havenite attack. If Duchess Harrington is correct, on the other hand, the danger isn’t underscored; it’s confirmed!”

“Tensions are undoubtedly running high,” Janacek told him, biting off each word as if he were chewing an iron bar. “The danger of a resumption of hostilities is greater than it’s been in quite some time. If you want me to concede that the interruption of our building programs was a mistake, then off the record, I will. However, nothing ONI has turned up convinces me that the Republican Navy is capable of meeting us in combat successfully.”

“And if they don’t agree with your analysis?”

“Then they may be stupid enough to find out the hard way.”

“Will you at least put our system pickets and station commanders on a higher state of readiness and reinforce Trevor’s Star?” White Haven demanded.

“Our system pickets and station commanders are always at a high state of readiness,” Janacek shot back. “As for Trevor’s Star, the system picket—as you’re perfectly well aware—is already extremely powerful, and the terminus forts are online and fully ammunitioned. To further reinforce Third Fleet at this particular moment would only increase tensions between the Republic and the Star Kingdom without providing any practical increase in the system’s security.”