Else gave a bow, the bearskin hat staying on her head as her body became nearly fully horizontal, her older style of clothing made it hard to be so flexible after all. "I assume the sky here was clear?" She led the two envoys in and out of the airport, and into a black car, surrounded by a small motorcade of armoured vehicles. On the way there, she served them drink of their choosing and trying to make small talk, albeit not in the typical Foxtrovian or Fennenish style of talking. Soon however, they reached the walls of the main city castle, the area where the meeting would be taking place. Two royal guards with white and purple markings on their helmets opened the door of the car, and gave them a salute as they exited the car, face unseen as it was covered by a white mask. Leading them up a tower, Else opened a set of doors for them, which led to a room of remarkable size, full of old items and paintings on the wall. In the middle of the room sat a desk, and behind sat the duke they here to meet, Karsten Tuorstuen. Wearing a suit much to Else's dismay, he greeted both the guests with handshakes, before he started to chat with them. "Hello, hello, it is good to see you. I trust my helper has made your acquaintance, yes?" He took a seat behind his desk once more. "Well now, I suppose it is time to discuss with the interests of Foxtrove and the Papacy in mind."