"No worries Mr. Weinshenker, I'm just a simple Prime Minister and as such I wouldn't expect much of a pompous welcome, although if Emperor Axel was here himself it would've of course been a different kind of reaction." she whispered to him whilst leaning closer to give kisses on the cheeks; of course it was mainly a joke with a bit of a stern warning til' next time. "I'm also sorry to hear about the troublesome snowstorms that have been Quintelia this season, same could be said for Krimeon suffering one of the worst heat waves in the entirety of its history. I wouldn't mind switching if you'd be willing and the Weather Gods. Do note that Krimeon is always there to support if necessary, with anything really." the Prime Minister reassuringly told him as she climbed onboard the Airship, which would be a nice change of scenery rather than the mundane vehicle convoy trying to steer through the epitome of traffic jams.
"I have to admit that I'm always impressed viewing the development and growth of Ayala City every time I come back here." she remarked honestly to Jeff once the Blimp soared across the skies high above the National Capital Region; there was always newer, ongoing construction projects which evidently showed the economic progress of their Quintelian ally, although considerable amounts of poverty and inequality still existed. A shame really but it does take a while for everyone to notice the effects of increased quality of life. An effect caused by the Krimeonite Colonization when it comes to corruption; despite the massive reforms which took place both in Krimeon and especially Quintelia, it wasn't enough to satisfy the growth of Quintelian nationalism and right for their own Free Nation, a Pandora's Box so to say that the Emperor at the time didn't quite realize. But in the end it was a great thing that the independence was pushed through, with much less suffering on both sides and instead being committed on a unique friendship that still exists til' this day.
Waiting for the ministers to leave the meeting room, Andrea felt quite pleased that the King took corruption seriously, hearing him uttering the reminder to the rest of the ministers. "Please Your Majesty, no need to apologise when it's clearly a national emergency that needs to be handled. Emperor Axel and Co. send their regards and blessings." she said, letting the King kiss her hand and received the glass of rice wine, right Before sitting on a chair comfortably. "Mmm, quite refreshing...Quintelian food's truly a craving every time I come back here, well even if we have loads of restos specializing in your cuisine, it's always more authentic and savory if its eaten in the lands of its origins." Like with the country's language, the cuisine was naturally Native influenced by the Krimeonite one which included German, Polish, Czechoslovak and Hungarian, but also those of others like Imperial Ardia, making it quite unique and rich in diversity.
"I suppose it's time to cut to the chase...well the reason I'm here from the Empire is to facilitate Krimeonite-Quintelian relations. As his Majesty may be aware, there have been numerous occasions for our great nations to aid one another since the dawn of the Independence Act, everything from military conflicts to aid catastrophes and similar issues that effectively affects our nations. However for some reason our supposed alliance and cooperation hasn't been fully realised on paper, an actual, physical document in paper form; here we are sitting nine years later after our nation the Wewazkangs' efforts to topple a pschycopathic madman from power and install you as the rightful leader of this nation, clearly steering it into its well-deserved destiny. I's the reason why it's such a high appeal from us Krimeonites to be a part of the path for your country's greatness and it's equally satisfying that Quintelia along with a few other nations in southern Ardia formed an organisationt to cater similar interests and balance the great powers in Ardia, no longer should one SPECIFIC dictate and impose its will on others without consent, this isn't the time to return to unconstrained Imperialism as instead it should be sincere and trustworthy cooperation."
Andrea drank more of the soothing Rice Wine before continuing. "Geographically speaking, Krimeon may not be located in southern Ardia as evidenced through the name of our Empire, however it wouldn't technically stop us to cooperate closely with SANE thanks to Quintelia. I hope it's clear what I'm inquiring about, aside from potential worthy ideas turned into projects concerning the Environment for instance, which is among my specialty. If my good King has matters that ought to be discussed, feel free to speak out." Andrea also needed to bring up a rather sensitive issue, though she would've naturally preferred it if it were between the royal houses.
"Also forgive me if it's too sensitive to discuss and I do personally believe that it's better if you contact our Imperial Family, but his Imperial and Apostolic Majesty insisted so...How's his Royal Highness and your Son, Prince Carlos, faring these days? Would it be possible for the Emperor and Co. to meet him one day?" she felt slightly awkward as she laid out the inquiries from the Imperial House, and felt slightly bad that it had to be asked.