It was hard to recall when the last time the people of Grand Alucard had been blessed with an official state visit. The island was more likely these days to be the venue for wealthy Lodjains to park their yachts or own some kind of beachfront villa but the city of Ruboz had still managed to spruce itself up with a bit of bunting, banners welcoming the Queen and the fresh smell of paint everywhere. The Queen and her vast entourage had arrived the night before and in true Lodjain fashion hosted a lavish ball attended by the islands great and good. The Mayor had taken great delight, despite being in his sixties, at strutting his stuff on the dance floor with the Queen.
Today though the streets had a mixture of media and well wishes as the Queen made her way to the airport. It was the first time Natalya had donned the blue and gold dress that was now expected of the Queen. The style and design may change but the colours never did, a pale blue with gold thread designs, todays of what appeared to be flames lapping at the bottom of the long flowing dress. It was odd despite sharing a language and some cultural traditions that the two nations had become so far apart. From what she understood Keremova was rather conservative while anyone having amassed any time in Lodja would know that was far from the case. Natalya today was joined by the Lord of the Conclave, Lubos Kubik, at the airport. Behind them around twenty others waited, various members of the Conclave and the Royal Court.
Natalya though had to wait for one of her Ladies in Waiting to approach Ataman Tymofiy Chepiga after he had landed. "Your Excellency, it is my honour to introduce you to Her Divine Majesty, Queen Natalya the Guardian of Sessifet." and with that the introductions had been made and Natalya greeted the Ataman.
"I hope you had a pleasant flight. You'll forgive me but I've never meet someone with the title Ataman, how exactly should I address you?"