An Invite in Gold and Lacre

Grand_Duke_Johann

As Amos is dragged away, the countess lifts her goblet, as a farewell, a sadistic grin on her face. The Count has finally lifted his head from the paperwork, and looks as the Teprorians leave, a curious look on his face. The rest of the courtyard is now looking in awe as Amos talks. There are whispers coming from the arches around the courtyard, before they are finally back in the hallway. The Countess, who up until then had been walking behind them, closes the heavily adorned wooden door, leaving the courtyard behind,

Once the door is closed she takes a deep breath. For a second, she gives Amos a look as if she was unsure wether to strangle her or to just yell every curse under the sun at her. She then let's out a sigh.

"That... could certainly have gone better. I apologize. On behalf of Clathermont and Her Majesty, please, make yourselves at home. A servant will show you to your rooms shortly. You are entitled to any food or drink under my roof and to use any of our facilities."

She looks at the door, and lowers her voice

"And I do encourage you to think everything very thoroughly. War is no small affair, and I am sure her Majesty would agree with me"

The Countess then gestures for a servant. A young man wearing a red waist scarf and blue satin robes rushes towards them

"Please, take our esteemed guests to their lodgings. Make sure they are well tended to"

Drbeansguy

The generals finally drop Amos on a chair in the room and quickly look around the area. Then Amos looks at the countess then says in an enraged voice. "I encourage your unelected Duchess to think about what she says to me-." Before Amos gets another word out of her mouth one of her generals runs up and full-on socks her right across her face causing her to fall right onto the floor sliding a good distance. Then she mutters, "Yeah, I deserved that one, you talk to the Countess, I'm taking a nap on the floor." The general then straightens up his uniform, then he turns towards the Countess. "I'm sorry about her, she hasn't gotten out of her military mindset that would be USEFUL RIGHT NOW. But I digress."

He gestures for the other General to pick up Amos, but he doesn't, he kinda just walks over to Amos and makes sure she isn't hurt that badly. "Amos never introduced us, I'm Fq̇z'k, General of the fifth armed group and the one next to Amos is Zh'sk. And we thank you for not executing us, that would end badly for both of us." Both of the generals laugh at the joke he made. Then the laughing dies down a little bit. "Bad joke, but I would like to iron my uniform so where is that facility?"

Grand_Duke_Johann

"I assure you the last thing I wish to have right now is an execution". The Countess sighed "Which you should consider yourself lucky to not have gotten today. Last time someone spoke to the Duchess in that tone she had them tied to the prow of a Sunship that I reckon is now somewhere south of Ozorona. I think that the Duchess still knows that executing foreign officials in our territory wouldn't be a good look, diplomatically speaking, but I suggest you do not push your luck, gentlemen." She looks puzzled by the question about the uniforms

"Hm. I can get one of the servants to handle that." She snaps her fingers. A young servant steps up, his red scarf around the waist and hands behind his back. The Countess exchanges a few words in Clathermontisse with him, and he nods and bows in front of the Teprorians. The servant then bolts off, disappearing somewhere in the hallways

"I've instructed him to take you to your rooms for the night. We will try this meeting again in the morning. Leave your uniforms folded outside your door and I will have housekeeping wash, iron, and starch them. For now, feel free to rest. We will try this meeting in the morning. I for one have business to tend to for the evening." She pauses and takes a deep breath.

"I do not have to tell you this, but, we do not wish for war. Despite what your impression might be of the nobility, we want what is best for our subjects. We do not want to send our young to die any more than you do. Thread carefully." She gestures towards the servant she had called before. "Silas should be able to speak with you, in case you need anything."

Drbeansguy

Fq̇z'k kinda gives what looks like a deathglare at Fq̇z'k, then its very clear his gaze sofens as he turns to Silas. "Would you mind telling me where the laundry room is? I dont want you to feel like you have to serve us because someone told you. I can iron my own clothes, and frankly i want to iron my own clothes."

Zh'sk is struggling to keep amos' whole body to drag on the ground as he slowly gholds amos by the arms and drags her to the room they where asigned. "Gosh man, why you dragging me like this, im a theater command of the great bloodline!" she says as her uniform is getting ruined by her getting draged. "Amos can you walk for gods sake, you heavy and we are on a diploamtic mission. You could at least walk by yourself you fuck." Zh'sk keeps struggling to drag amos as she dosent make it easier on poor Zh'sk

"Oh yeah, one more thing. May i see the acomidations that we you have put our griffin in? I dont want Henry to be feeling lonley for too long, our griffins are very soical cretures. usally not this long wihtout another griffin."

Grand_Duke_Johann

Silas stared in confusion for a second before looking at the Countess. The Countess held the bridge of her nose in frustration before muttering something in Clathermontisse.
Silas cleared his throat.

"I am sorry, Sir, I am afraid that for security reasons you are not allowed to wander the Palace unsupervised. I will gladly assist you. Or should you wish to iron your uniform yourself, we can provide you an iron and an ironing board. As for your griffin, they have been taken to the stables. Her Highness has allowed me to take you to them."

The Countess nodded in approval with a slight smile at the servant before turning back to the Teprorians.

"I have business to tend to, if you'll excuse me. Try to rest tonight, and we shall attempt another meeting in the morning." She courtsied at the Teprorians

Drbeansguy

The skimtari nod and enter their room, not really saying much nor saying anything else to the countess. Then almost immediately loud bang can be heard in the room, Zh'sk just drops Amos and rushes in too, making the noises in there slightly louder. Then finally Amos decides to stand up and clean her uniform off. "Yes Fq̇z'k would love an ironing board and Zh'sk will meet with his griffin in the morning before our meeting continues now good day to all of you.

Amos then rushes into the room then the banging gets louder. Inside their allotted room they are looking through every nook and cranny to ensure nothing is bugged and everything is safe to be in. "I dont trust those damned humans for a second, if we find even one clue that this room was tampered with im calling in MoSs guards," Amos says in a yelling whisper. "Can you shut up for five seconds, if you want to help us you could, ya know, speed it up"

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