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The servant bows. "Of course, sir." he then heads off back into the ballroom to offer the sandwiches to the other guests.

"I need to talk to the King, maybe he could explain to me this stuff better. With the new inmigration policies in Aelosia we could take many pucks into our country", says Astartis, "But why they want to leave Pyrtania?, maybe something is wrong."

One of the human women who just walked in blinks once at the man turning into fog. She glances at the elf standing next to her. The elf shrugs.

OOC::: We were outside, you couldn't have noticed unless they were outside.

After the dance ends, the King and Nilna head over to the refreshment table to get some punch. The King is perfectly approachable to talk to, smiling faintly.

"Your Majesty?, I'm sorry to interrumpt you in this moment, but I would like to share some ideas with you, and discuss an affair firmly attached to my mind", says Astartis, making a polite bow to the King.

Segok nods politely. "Oh? And what might that be...Forgive me. We have not been introduced."

"I'm Lieutenant Astartis, one of the Duchess Corps Guards. I want to talk with you about the pucks, about their current situation in this kingdom. I'm worried about Nilna, I'm very fond of her".

Nilna blushes and looks off briefly. "Really?" She asks, smiling gently.

Segok nods a little. "The Marchioness is doing well, I believe." He pats her shoulder lightly. "Merely sensitive. But do speak your mind."

"I was thinking in the possibility of taking some of the pucks to Aelosia, and opening the inmigration policies to them. Ajem, and maybe I would like to return to my country in the company of the Marchioness".

Nilna grins. "Oooh! Vacation!" She pauses a moment. "You want immigrants?"

Segok nods. "It is up to them. There are no restrictions on emmigration and few on immigration in Pyrtania."

*Bump*

"Well, it's not like we want them . It's just like we want to invite them", says Astartis, scratching the back of his neck again. "If they want to stay, I know that the Duchess will be delighted to have a lot of pucks around her. And me too, of course".

OOC:just to jog your memorie on page nine my ambassador walked in and sat at a table, he's been watching the events unfold



IC

the Trasian continues to watch the events unfolding around him with little intrest except a pure hatred for pure-blood elves

Nilna hops up and down slightly. "I want to go to Aelosia for vacation. And maybe we can talk about it there. I'm sure lots of pucks would like to go, just cause we love new places." She grins and hugs to Aelosian tightly.

"Jejeje, they're so lovely, don't they", says Astartis placing his hand on Nilna's hair. "If you want to come with me, I would love to take you to visit my country. But I think you should ask permission to your king first".

Segok smiles lightly. "No need. She has it. You may leave so soon as you wish, Machioness, with what retinue you desire."

Nilna looks at Astarsis. "Can we go right after the ball?"

"You can go whenever you want to, I just stayed behind to say what I have just said. It will be a pleasure to travel with you", says the guard, smiling again.

Segok nods even as the music pulls to a close, the ladies fade out, and the ball ends. Nilna grins. "Let me go pack." She hurries out and is back about an hour later with three servants carrying large chests of clothes and other accessories. She slides her arm into Astartis's. "Shall we?"

"Of course, My lady, Are you going alone?, no servants?, no friends?, no family?", says the guard, taking her arm too. "The last dropship that's waiting for us have room for twenty people in it".

Nilna giggles. "I have these three attendants to carry bags and stuff. Let's go." She grins excitedly.

They leave the ball room, heading to the landing pad where the black Aelosian vessel was waiting for them. Astartis takes Nilna and place her inside the transport, in a soft and delicate couch. "Please stand by, I need to talk with the pilot, I will be right back".

After a while the dropship take off with a roar of its engines, racing towards the atmosphere.

Nilna nestles into her couch, giggling a bit as the ship takes off. She looks around. "Okies."

((New thread?))

Segok sighs slightly as he glides back to his chambers. "That went fairly well, I think, but not quite what I had hoped for." He says half to himself, sliding through the door and into his bed.

The Hand of His Most Enlightened One rushes in breathlessly, knowing he his horribly late...
"Hello?? Anybody here??"

Finding nobody here except for some a clearly drunk Russian passed out at a table, he sighs, helps himself to a couple of complimentary peanuts, and heads back to his homeland...