Diplomatic Relations

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The servants of the palace ran to and fro to arrange all the assortments of decour and plates to serve refreshments and appetizers to their incoming guest. Golden plates, utensils of platina, crystal glases, and a vast assortment of exotic fruits and berries. Standing by the harbor with a straightened back and his hands interlocked together behind him as the regent looked ahead. Amen Ruq Haqet had always been capable of leader, strategist and diplomat. As his sister left their fair nation, Amen had been obligated to take the mantle of king in her absence. Regardless, the people admired him more than they ever looked to Serqet. He had a way with people and knew how to make them work with him even if it worked against their own personal interests.

But his guest was no less shrewd. The lady Vroman is said to be able to quell a conflict with a flick of the wrist and a scoff. Magic? Just charisma? Didn't matter. None of that would be sufficient in Hetep to sway his determination and will. He is the Pharaoh of Hetep. He would ensure by any measure that Hetep walked out of this as the stronger party. As his guest stepped on shore from her ship, his servants were quick to represent their liege by his many titles.

From the spot where Alice had stepped onto the shore of the strange foreign continent a red carpet rested beneath the soles of her leather boots rolled out and stopping just past a tall, darkskinned man fitting the description of none other than the Pharaoh of Hetep. She reached up and adjusted her glasses, on both sides of herself all down the carpet were men and women in little clothing, cloth to cover themselves. Far more modest than her own robes and hat though she was unsure if this was the fashion of Hetep or if it was because they were servants.

Before she had a chance to step forward the servants dropped to a knee as they bowed, facing one another. "We welcome you before the mighty Pharaoh known throughout the world by man names. 'The Lord of Hallows', 'The Rising Phoenix', 'The Regal Lion', Lord and Pharaoh Amen Ruq Haqet!" They introduced their Pharaoh in a most garish manner though she was used to such introductions by now. Alice removed her hat and rested its brim across her chest as she lowered her head in a bow.

"It is good to finally meet you, Mr. Haqet. I have heard much of you and your exploits from trusted sources. I am Alice Vroman, head of the Vroman family from the nation of Hylion across the vast sea and though I know you are aware I will repeat the knowledge for the purposes of introduction: I am here as a representitive of not only the Vroman family but of Hylion as a whole, a diplomat seeking to forge relations with the people of your continent, and let it be known I consider it an honor to have been chosen." Despite her words there was not an ounce of joy or excitement to her words. She was monotone, like someone reading off a script, her words carried little in the way of inflection. Were she to have some ulterior meaning or motive not even magic would be able to determine it with such a shrewd way of speaking.

"It is 'Sire Haqet'!" Corrected Alquam strenly, the phoenix made man stepping up behind Alice as he was carrying her baggage. "He is no common man with rudimentary birth. He is the Lion Amongst Pots. You will show the appropriate resepect for the Pharaoh of Het-" He was about to continue on before he heard the sharp click of the tongue from his father. Amen looked at him with a sense of disapproval, causing the towering man to bow and walk away.

"I beg your forgiveness for my sireling's crass approach. I tend to spoil them, as you can see. He speaks when he should listen." He apologized, before nodding behind him to signal that he invites her to come with him inside. "Lady Vroman, my palace and all its joys and wonders stand at the ready to appease any desire or wish. Please, enjoy the hospitality we offer." He offered graciously as they stepped inside the palace, fruits and drinks already presented. "Eat. Take a sip. Your safety is guaranteed against anything if you do, for you will be a blessed guest to Khemriq and the Amen Ruq dynasty."

"Your hospitality is unmatched." Alice responded, picking up a goblet and holding it up to her nose to take in its aroma. "But worry not, I have no fear of death here. You've no reason to desire it to be so to be knowledge and in fact I believe you've more reason to desire a more favorable outcome to this meeting than war or even the simple death of a diplomat." She explained before sipping from the goblet, lowering it from her lips she let out a quiet awe of content.

"A most fine wine, I've a cousin-in-law I think would enjoy it quite a bit." She expressed before sitting it down and turning her attention back to Amen. "Thank you for having me in your palace, it is a most lovely place. I've heard stories of it from your sister and Amir, it lives up to their stories upon first viewing though I'm sure it has much more to show. I assume it must have been quite a shock to you? For your sister to have fallen for a foreigner?" She asked, clearly prodding his thoughts and opinions, not trying to hide it in the slightest.