Chapter 150: Symphony of Whispers
News of Amelia's success on Elara rippled through the Federation like a sonic boom. Diplomats, once dismissive of her unorthodox methods, now regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and grudging respect. Back in her apartment-turned-studio, Amelia found herself swamped with requests for interviews and speaking engagements.
One particularly insistent request came from a man named Silas Vance, a renowned journalist known for his incisive interviews and sharp wit.
Amelia, wary of the media spotlight, initially hesitated.
"What makes you think I'm the story, Mr. Vance?" Amelia asked, her voice cool as she stared at the holographic request hovering above her worktable.
"Because, Ms. Grey," Silas' voice crackled from the projector, "you're not just a diplomat with a paintbrush. You're a symbol of a new kind of diplomacy – one that speaks to the soul, not just the political agenda."
Amelia considered this. Perhaps, she thought, an interview could be an opportunity to amplify the vo

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