- Mundir's Party -
"How interesting" Corvus interjected "that two of the most common metals, and one of the most useless, are considered valuable in 'your' country, Your Majesty. Where I come from, valuable items are things like diamonds, rubies, silver, platinum - you know, things that are rare and have some form of practical use?"
Every word that came out of his mouth dropped with sarcasm. The very air he breathed had hints of a challenge in it, begging the false king to try and cause trouble. There was a wry smile on his lips, but his eyes told a different story - he was wholly unamused by the pairs antics.
"His Majesty must have fallen on hard times indeed if he should appear in front of international dignitaries wearing ill-fitting clothes. No specialist tailors? No fine craftsmanship or distinctive tailor signatures? Has the treasury at Marmon finally been emptied?"
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- Mundir's Party, about a dozen metres away. -
"You mean... you knew what..." Luna didn't finish. She didn't have to. Her face said it all, and it was screaming shame. She couldn't look at Mundir for a couple of seconds, too embarrassed by what she had implied of his nature.

"In fairness, my Lord" she tried to find some form of justification "you did make it all sound rather... clandestine. I only interpreted what you implied."

She walked and listened, not really paying attention, until he mentioned the Horaii. Luna, not being one to hide her ignorance, gave her host a puzzled look and asked "What on earth is a Horaii?"
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- Banøkbirn -
"Captain, there are foreigners at the docks!"
(I'll finish this tomorrow.)