IC Political Dinner Party

Ambassador d'Guise

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The Novean Ambassador to Fydoria smiled at her husband s their small three car motorcade left the Embassy towards the manor which the Fydorian Autocrat called his home. The invitation had been delivered to the Embassy and thus relayed to the Minister of Foreign Affairs back home in Calien but with the snap elections coming up and such no heavyweights were available for the dinner so it was decided that Ambassador Geraldine d'Guise and her husband would be attending the event on behalf of the Crown and People of Noveaux. Truly it was an honor to be asked to serve in this capacity though Geraldine couldn't help but feel nervous about attending. Ever since being assigned to Fydoria six years ago she had been made abundantly  clear what kind of nation it was. Autocracy was not something Noveaux enjoyed being in league with but the trade opportunities and relatively well off citizenry allowed the Noveans to swallow their pride and desires for a more liberal society the best they could. 

"George darling, you really should learn to tie a bowtie better," Geraldine said reaching over to fix her husband's bowtie. The two of them smiled to one another before she planted a soft kiss on his cheek. The rest of the ride was relatively quiet and relatively short. As the car arrived and the door was opened for her, Geraldine straightened the creases in her soft azurean blue dress and made sure her green sash and neck ribbon of Order of the Verdant Lion were properly in place. Since she didn't have a collar tonight due to having a dress she had to pin the collar onto her lapel opposite of the sash as was appropriate given the circumstances.

Their arrival seemed to coincide with another guest, their dossiers had been quite extensive on those that were either  confirmed or believed to be attending tonight's dinner. It took Geraldine a moment before realizing that one man was the Archduke of Mondtburg. A man who had very recently constitutionally taken power following the reform from an Archbishopric to Archduchy. The move had been welcomed in Noveaux which had a strong monarchy and nobility, seeing another monarchy established or reestablished was something that the Noveans rather enjoyed seeing. Geraldine and her husband simply waited a few steps behind the Archduke and the Fydorian Dictator so as to not intrude on anything they were saying but not far enough back to be impolite either. Geraldine privately whispered to her husband informing him as to who was who in front of them.