David was flattered by the letter but also slightly concerned. East Moreland was yet to build a relationship beyond anything basic with the Federation and he hoped that any meeting with the young Queen would not sour chances down the road. It was however an interesting chance to meet a young monarch who seemed to want to accomplish some of the things he had tried to do during his reign and that meant an invitation was extended to the Queen to visit Northfort Palace. David was keen to make this, at least publically, a visit focused on two monarchs sharing a cultural experience rather than formal talks. As such the King had hastily arranged an evening of traditional East Moreland entertainment, a Medieval MMA tournament on the Palace lawns. While it wouldn't feature any international greats it would see some of the promising juniors from the nation take part. Alongside that was a small musical stage set up to provide entertainment between matches and the ever obligatory racks of spit roasting meat, in this case the first venison since the nations vets had given an OK from Yellow-Tongue. David had invited a large number of East Moreland's nobles as well as several significant charitable causes, each of whom had been able to auction off tickets to raise funds. To anyone looking casually from the outside it would appear that Queen Aoife was just a guest at a royal function, however this was often how David did diplomacy anyway surrounded by casual settings and entertainment. It had been such measures that had lead to the CNN being formed through the various monarchs interests in rugby. Even though it was several hours until anyone would arrive Princess Rhiannon was glued to her bedroom window which overlooked the lawn. Several of the competitors were checking out the ring and testing out their gear and a sword-obsessed Princess was excited. She wouldn't be attending herself but her father had promised that she'd be able to see all the matches from her bedroom window. Her Great-Uncle, Duke Fraser Kade, had agreed to watch her that evening and he'd planned a little feast of their own and Rhiannon was looking forward to the sweets she knew he'd bring.
With the preparations at the Palace well in hand David made the trip out to King Robert International Airport to meet the Queen. The airport was well accustomed to meeting foreign VIP's and even had a terminal just for the diplomatic service and it was to there that King David had headed accompanied by his sister Princess Freya. The two hadn't hung out much recently. David had been busy with various diplomatic trips while Freya had been involved in various military exercises with her Light Scout comrades. Freya had a lot of diplomatic experience herself and more importantly for David's purpose at least a decent rudimentary grasp of basic Gaelic. As the Queen's aircraft came in a band made up of members of Freya's Regiment began to play the national anthem of their guest and an honour guard of the Green jacketed soldiers saluted as the Queen was introduced. David approached, "Good Morning" He extended a hand, "Welcome to East Moreland". Freya stepped forward and said hello in the Queen's native tongue before asking about her flight. She hoped her accent hadn't been too terrible. David resumed talking, "I don't know if you ate on the flight but I have arranged for Brunch at a little place I like here. Its run by a Seaforthian ex-pat who came over during the Eugenics War. I thought it might be nice to show you we've already some great friends from the Celtic World." David knew the Federation had an interest in a kind of Celtic co-operation so perhaps showing the East Moreland-Seaforth connection off would be useful. "So is food a good place to start or would you prefer to see something else."