Adelheid had a stressfull day.
Viki was displeased, to say the least, with the Sales in Neu Uburzis. It was a back and forth argument between price, shipping cost and organic Material. A lot of last Years collection was deemed banned by the import Commission for using Synthetic Fibers after all and it had raised a stink. And now Adelheid was stuck between the Commission and the Designers.
She had decided to pick a
retro look and a purple dress, though she widened the waist on ehr design a little. Wasp designs where highly frowned upon in Uburzis so she didn't want to be caught with one.
Arriving at the Restaurant, she smiled warmly. IT felt like she picked a dress from the Time the Restaurant might have been built, so it seemed in style. It was dead on Point 8 Pm when she stepped out of the Elevator and into the Dining Hall of the Institution.
Letting herself get escorted by the Waiter to the reserved Booth, she smiled:
"Lovely Location, Makar." She said, marveling at the view: "What can you recommend here?"
Her slow and graceful attempts though where betrayed by her slightly tired look. Even make up couldn't hide she had a rough day behind her.
Orion was just done with early morning sport, before breakfast when he got notified of the call by his Teachers:
"Your not so tall Highness, you have a call from Lodja." The PE Teacher barked, Orion huffed heavily, grabbing the Phone and walking into an Empty hall to take the call. It took a moment for him to realize he had Gavril on the Line:
"Oh hey. Thansk for calling back..." Orion stuttered slightly seemingly nervous:
"You know... I had an idea recently. But i wanted to run it past you. I mean.. i am the Emperor so i might as well play favorites..." he shook his head, realizing he got ahead of himself:
"See, i saw Klara... i mean your Queen talking about my Nations Summer Camps as unique way of Early Military Education..." he glanced around, making sure no nosy peers of his where around:
"That's only really half of reality though. The larger Part is the Military Academies where almost every Young man spent some years as Boarding Cadet. Even i'm a weekend sleeper in the Academy."
He tilted his head, before explaining: "My bad you probably don't know that. A weekend Sleeper is someone who's going home during weekends and only staying at school during the week. But here's the point..."
He took a deep breath, his mouth feeling dry. What if he said no, or felt insulted? Or if he felt like this was a hint at something Orion didn't want to offer so he'd hurt Gavril?
"I have two small Propositions here i could make work on short note. The first one would be that you become a VIP Guest of Mine during the Summer Camps this year. about 3 Weeks of hard outdoor activities and fighting but also fun and bonding. If you catch my drift the evening hours at the camps are rather eventful..."
Orion turned bright red, he wasn't sure if that was too blunt: "Another one i could make work for you is that i could get you a spot at my Academy for a Year. Basically a Stipend we could sell as introducing our Ideals to a Lodjan Noble when it comes to Military Discipline. Kind of like it seems you made a deal with Rokkenjima. Though you'd be in a higher class so not in my dorm. It should look very good on your resume later on, but i can warn you Teachers here don't even spare me the Rod. It's tough. Which i why i wanted to run both ideas past you first."
Orion fumbled with his hands, almost dropping the Phone:
"I Hope i don't completely overwhelm you with this. I'm sorry if this comes out of the Blue."