45th of Medraut
Beaver Bay, Near the Coast of Druid's Rest
Aboard the Shalarin
Princess Viratha breathed an internal sigh of relief. The tension of the near deadly encounter fell away as safe passage into the foreign nation was secured. She nodded with a smile "We would be grateful if Mr. Bottrel would do just as you have described. We have traveled quite a far way to meet with ruling officials from your land. Tell me, what other customs do your people have, so that we might avoid anymore misunderstandings with them, such as the one we almost had with your cannon display."
The princess took a few steps back and held her arm out, sweeping it towards below deck, "If you wish, we can discuss such things over dinner, so that we don't have to stand around for a longer period of time than we need."