Silver Light Ball

The Fydorian Dictator looked out the window of the plane as it landed. He was finally able to stretch his joints and muscles after the long 10 hour flight. Archibald stepped  onto the barren, concrete landing pad. The ambassador he had sent here  walked towards him and greeted him with a smile and a handshake. "Everything is calm on the inside, you will be safe." Archibald nodded, and gave his accomplice a pat on the shoulder before motioning to follow, and stepping in to the party.
                     

                   Archibald quickly mixed in with the other partygoers. The Fydorian leader talked of politics, past wars, and other topics while laughing and drinking merrily.