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    “ Doesn’t sound like very fulfilling work. “ The rock is baffled by how that’s even a job. “ And it also sounds very easy. People are very predictable. “ She scoffs slightly. 

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Furū found his arrival to the city gates of Cyanio rather uneventful, receiving nothing more than a passing glance and a curt nod from one of the more formidable looking guardsmen as he passed. Weaving through the throng of civilians and tourists alike, he eventually began to follow landmarks that would guide him to his destination, feeling an appreciation for the foreign culture that surrounded him. It was true that he had been to Cyanio before, many times in fact for various reasons, but that did nothing to detract from the charm the region so naturally exuded. Of the three empires, had his parents not been welcomed to Ciravus first, he suspected Belori would have been next. His light musings end as he approaches the building described within the letter neatly folded within his pocket.

This was… unusual for Faust to say the least. He was much used to serving tea and the like to his superiors or guests or even hosts to his travels. Over the years, he had perfected this craft, with some mild degrees of success. (Maybe he likes his tea a little sweet, who’s to blame him?) It wasn’t completely impossible to suggest that his hosts could be gracious but he was so accustomed to entertaining that it threw him off from time to time.

“I don’t know– I always take my tea with a bit more alcohol in it.” He’s joking. This is what he does when he doesn’t know what to do. “I’m kidding of course. It’s quite excellent, Your Highness.”

Although Carmi always tried to be polite and considerate of others, he tended to find himself putting his nose into places where many would say it is not his job to. But he blamed it on his desire to make acquaintances; exchanging greetings was an easy enough task, and after focusing on his own kingdom for a year and then some, he wanted so badly to reach out to outside countries and create bonds. There was the hope that these relationships would help in bettering both his kingdom and the ones of his allies, that they may all pitch in together and keep the peace going. After all, impressions had an immense impact on some decisions.

This is why he had searched around and invited the representative of Cyanio to meet him in person and discuss… possibilities, unfortunately, but tangible possibilities nonetheless. He wasn’t sure if representatives were meant to meet with each other and he hadn’t thought far enough to ask one of his own, taking it into his own two hands. Likewise with when items for tea-making had been brought out–perhaps he jumped the gun to help Faust feel more comfortable around him, wanting to make a good impression. But Carmi would easily admit he did not brew his own tea that often, and may have thought ‘how hard can it be to make two cups of tea?’.

It appeared he was lucky this time, or Faust was only being nice so the king wouldn’t feel bad or insulted. However, he found himself cringing slightly at that form of address given. The last time anyone referred to him in that way was when he was a prince; wonderful area of his life though, so with a soft exhale he would let it slide. And besides, the little joke had earned him a laugh in return.

I touch what I want. If it kills me oh well, bring on the sweet relief of death...Okay fine, I won’t touch it.  

Everyone please welcome Cryanio’s Kingdom Representative, Hae Yeon Woo.