[Of course, the king and the prince aren't alone here. The Sage, the representative of a special group of wizards, is present as well. They seem much more nervous than the king and prince though, and they fidget with the hem of their coat as they wait for the meeting to start. Prince Arthur offers them a reassuring smile, and they smile nervously in return.
The king will be the one to make any final decisions probably, but it is the young prince that greets Aventurine, nodding his head in the man's direction. Despite being only 18, he's very polite and seems to know the ways of negotiations.]
"Thank you for coming all the way out to see us. It's an honor to host a guest from the stars."
[These aren't the only people present at the meeting though. While he isn't at the front greeting the IPC and Aventurine, Bradley is still lingering in the back of the grand hall. He's more of an observer than a participant for now, only brought in because the Sage feels better having a sharpshooter around in case anything goes wrong. And indeed, Bradley is packing heat: the large rifle resting casually on his shoulder isn't just for show. If things go to shit, he will defend the Prince and the Sage.
(What about the king? Eeeeh, Bradley doesn't care as much about that old fogie. He's on his own.)]
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Date: 2024-05-13 03:01 am (UTC)The king will be the one to make any final decisions probably, but it is the young prince that greets Aventurine, nodding his head in the man's direction. Despite being only 18, he's very polite and seems to know the ways of negotiations.]
"Thank you for coming all the way out to see us. It's an honor to host a guest from the stars."
[These aren't the only people present at the meeting though. While he isn't at the front greeting the IPC and Aventurine, Bradley is still lingering in the back of the grand hall. He's more of an observer than a participant for now, only brought in because the Sage feels better having a sharpshooter around in case anything goes wrong. And indeed, Bradley is packing heat: the large rifle resting casually on his shoulder isn't just for show. If things go to shit, he will defend the Prince and the Sage.
(What about the king? Eeeeh, Bradley doesn't care as much about that old fogie. He's on his own.)]