Prime Minister or officially, Chairman of the Krimeonite Government, Dyogtin Mikhailovich was looking forward to meeting a fellow colleague who happened to belong to one of the few principalities still left in Mundus. It would have been perfect if His Serene Highness Tsar Viktor Gough-Petrov were to have come along, but alas when catching a cold disrupts planned pleasantries. In any case, it was about time that a Principality were to meet the Tsardom, it was important after all to maintain contacts whom one had common interests and agenda.
Of course, considering the Némérian airport wasn't yet finished, the Krimeonite plane had to land in nearby Vaguzia, which no one really took the pleasure of doing so, mainly due to the overwhelming stench being emitted from somewhere, someone, whatever, as well as being greeted by the grotesque sights one had to endure. With the only comfort of a drink and a parfume-infused napkin, the Prime Minister quickly exited the place and entered the vehicle.
The vehicle convoy was ordered to speed up as fast as possible, to get itself across the border; Mikhailovich, taking a quick look on his notes decided to rest his eyes before the expected meeting. It didn't take too long to reach the Ministerial Palace where Minister of State May Beckett and her people waited.