OOC: This is likely for all cabinet members and Senior Starfleet officers, plus others who think they would be here. There is, of course, extra security, so keep that in mind.

She moved across the foyer and opened one of two very large wooden doors carved in bas-relief with floral motifs and scrollwork around the borders. Inside the generous space with polished wood floors was the ballroom used for formal events. Today was its first event. Chairs and benches were set out to accommodate the various guests that would be arriving any time now. There was a podium at the front of the seating area that was to the right of a table draped in a black tablecloth. It had an arrangement of lovely flowers, an ornate metal box, and a large framed photo of Dash. She had asked his mother which one she thought would be best, and they agreed on this one. It wasn’t an official portrait. Instead, it was one of Dash leaning against the embassy on Coridan. A Federation flag could be seen fluttering in the background, and Dash as just looking over something outside of the frame. He wore a contented smile.

Somewhere, Revna was helping their new staff prep for the ceremony and the reception. Dash’s family was calling in for the ceremony over subspace, so a large screen had been set-up and a tech was working on getting the connection sorted.

In long sleeved black dress to the knee, Jeannette Mathis, Federation Ambassador, surveyed the setting and willed herself to find some sort of strength to make it through this day. She had gotten past the accidental we in conversations, and she was feeling that vacancy deeply in this moment..

Jeannette Mathis, Federation Ambassador