Grand Admiral, that is quite the dilemma you pose. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve so that part of me says loved because to be loved by someone whom is your true love is also to be respected and have that loyalty. However, one could argue that respect comes first before all else. My father always taught me that every being deserves that basic level of respect and weither or not it goes higher or lower depends on their interactions with said being and yourself. That goes for you also. Their respect for you depends on how you interact and treat them. How far does respect take you though? How far will love get you? In the military when a leader emerges that has a a crew so willing to follow and obey they would die for him if necessary……is that respect or is that admiration, which could be seen as form of platonic love? This could go on for days my dear Grand Admiral Thrawn. I do hope what I have presented you peaks your interest into further analysis perhaps?
They signed an agreement and swore an oath to be in the military. Duty is what calls them. Motivation is driven by the discipline of the officers. It is what separates the adults from the children and do what is required though a chain of command. Love is an ancillary benefit.
As always you provide an interesting nonlinear refreshing prospective. Agreed, when you sign up for the military you are under an oath to obey however as one goes up in ranking, becoming more influential, those that remain with a “inner circle” so to speak, are not exactly doing so because oath tells them to. In command one must possess a certain amount of persuasion and presence about themselves. This draws others to us, most whom tend to be loyal. Would not that admiration be a form of platonic love? A curiosity more than anything else Grand Admiral.
I have a job to do. Misions and orders come down from the Emperor. I follow them. That is my life and I chose it. I make no emotional connections that impede my job.