Cusarit Castle, Afgurla, Procellia
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"Your majesty?" Col-ri sais inquisitively as he entered the King's room. The demon King was already awake, relaxing in the window seat gazing over the city towering above them
"You can hardly even see the sun" Ishay said, using a hand to push his white locks out of his face.
"Indeed your grace" the advisor replied, knowing that the blocked sun was the last thing on his leader's mind
"It seems that today's the day"
"Yes indeed, are you ready?"
"Well I suppose as ready as I can be." Ishay sighed loudly
"I've taken the liberty of placing automatic translators at all the seats"
"Thank you" He sighed, upset at himself for overlooking such a detail
"You're still young my King. Don't fret, this meeting is important yes. But, you have many years ahead of you so don't jump the gun or forget your principals."
"To young to be wise, but to old to be ignorant" he mused
"Wisdom can be borrowed, but time can not"
"And I'll need your wisdom now, more than ever"
"Just focus on what you have. The luxuries union has publicly backed you. So for now focus on rewarding them, if all goes well the other unions will be begging for a chance to export their wares"
"It doesn't help when nations send idiots in armed military planes"
The advisor winced at the accusation "We are ignorant of their customs, and them of ours. We need to tell them not to do not in the future, but don't let it sour the negotiations"
Looking at the clock on the wall Col-ri noted "It's time your Holiness."
With a single graceful move, which caused his dark purple robe to flutter, he stood an turned. Upon the Demon King's head was an elegant silver rope, from which hung diamonds strung like beads; one of the many crowns his family had been gifted over the centuries
"Going simple?" The advisor noted
"You know how I despise opulence. Besides, those bigger ones are uncomfortable."
"It seems socialism has finally creeped into the royal family" he joked
"Yes, and on that subject please drop the formalities already. You practically raised me"
"Of course your gracious, magnanimous, holiness who graces the earth with your presence" he needled, earning an eye roll for his efforts
"I'll go meet our guests, you stay here and make sure that bothersome Mayor doesn't come anywhere near the meeting. That bothersome atheist is bound to try something."
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