The Palace of Alicante stood warm and bright even in winter, a stark whit against a modern city of concrete, Queen Catalina sat on her throne in the massive throne room, tonight the delegation from Polonge would be arriving, her court was alight with excitement, there had not been foreign delegates in Xenitak since before Queen Lucia had been crowned, many of them could not even remember seeing a foreigner before, most of them even doubted they would be able to communicate with any foreigners, it was definitely going to be something the court would talk about for years to come. The two Princesa were sitting on either side of their mother in two smaller chairs, the picture of chastity and regal beauty, the spitting image of their mother dressed in twin red dresses as their mother was dressed in a deep purple and gold gown that reflected her position as Queen. Many lords and ladies were dressed in similar fashion high collar shin length gowns and slimly tailored suits were the fashion of the day after all, it was more than common to see some of the younger lordlings in their military dress, having commissioned in the Queens army and navy as is tradition for many of their families. Their tan uniforms slightly drab against the brightly colored fashion of the ladies of the court. A herald whispered in the Queen's heir, her guests had arrived, she raised a hand and the court fell silent.
