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Avienne-les-Baines, Lourenne | Avienne Hotel Resort, 5440

Sneakyeth walked up the stairs to the entrance in a state of fury; whether from the jet lag or that fucking leak, he couldn't tell.

Avienne-les-Baines, Lourenne | Avienne Hotel Resort, 5440

Two men dressed in soft, white suits with gold and brown accents stand next to a large door leading into a conference room. From the distance, they hear a furious man advancing through the hallways. Security personnel follow him as he approaches the door.

"Welcome, Monsieur, to Avienne-les-Ba--", the angry man pushes past the two men, interrupting their warm welcome. He rushes into the room, panting, but collecting his emotions before facing the only woman in the room.

"Ah, Monsieur Sneakyeth. Welcome back to Avienne", said the High Chancellor.

Sneakyeth straightened his suit and forced a whimsical smile.

"Madamouazel, an honour", he bowed slightly, approaching the High Chancellor.

"Tu sais qu'ils nous envient? If so, why the hesitation. This is a quid pro quo. Our ancestors knew it damn well in 5317.

Don't tell me a Haldor missing changed everything?"

"Please refresh yourself, Monsieur. Please try some of this delicious cola, a generous courtesy of His Royal Majesty."

"I do quite understand what you mean. I must express that the will of the Royal Ministries is not under my control. I understand what our ancestors planned in 5317 and I do not intend on changing it. However, I cannot disregard what the Royal Ministries tell me.

The Palace of Oisy often finds itself in a power struggle against my office. Sometimes it seems that the RMIA is running this country. If both the Palace of Oisy and the Palace of Iustitia are against me, I am afraid there is not much I cannot do to save our positions here.

If Oisy decided to withdraw from our treaty. I am afraid I cannot stop it, without losing my position."

"Well, there are only two possible outcomes to our conversation, here. And one of them is not what you think".

He sat down in one of those exquisite leather armchairs.

"I'll have that cola, fine".

"Well, Mr. Sneakyeth, we have all day. We have crates of cola, please. do enlighten me."

[after a long conversation on the Artanian entrapment to Majatran nuisances]

"I'm not entirely sure what the future holds for us, but I can tell you this", Sneakyeth said in a serious manner. "It will mark the beginning of a new era. You either have opened the curtains to let the light shine, or unleashed the greatest shadow Terra will have ever seen".

"Really, it all depends on everyone else but you and me", he stood up. His fury had subsided to a great sadness.

"See you back here, in due time".

And he took his leave.