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“I believe it is from our southern neighbors of Curiour. A good vintage, of course I expect nothing less. We have to make a good impression after all.” Cassi replied, taking another sip, noticing with dismay that her glass was almost empty. Getting drunk tonight would not do, and so this was her only glass she’d be drinking tonight. When he asked about her knowledge of Burlia she smiled brightly at him.

“My duchy shares a border with your country, and I do business with your capitol as well, although I can’t say I’ve personally been that far north. I’ve been meaning to make the journey but another emergency always seems to happen just as I’ve found the time.” Cassiopeia was rambling, just a bit. Interacting with strangers is something she hasn’t done in a long while, and it was an art that needed to be practiced just like any other. 

“Regardless of that, basic knowledge of all countries’ etiquette should be practiced, you never know when it could be needed. I’m also quite adept at sounding at sounding like an expert about things I know very little about. I hope you’ll forgive me.” Cassiopeia admitted, a slight blush painting on her cheeks. It wasn’t that she thought she was wrong in what she said, however she also wasn’t certain when she said it. His words confirmed what she thought she knew though, and it made her feel better. 

“If you don’t mind my asking, it’s rare we see a Burlian noble at Court, let alone someone who I’m sure is as busy as you.” Cassiopeia deflected the attention back to him, curious to know the answer. Her business was mostly with the southern part of the country, and any dealing with the Capitol she met them halfway if she met them personally at all, so her knowledge of the northern, especially the northwestern, part of the country was sparse. She set her glass on a passing server’s tray, grabbing another one, already breaking her rule of one glass per night, but she was more out of element than she thought and another glass wouldn’t kill anyone.