Daniel
Lord Louis IV de Orleáns,
Zahrada Keep, Zahrada

When commanded to rise, he rose, slowly, firstly going on two feet and then finally releasing the bow. He fixed his shirt and exhaled deeply before answering. "Yes, your Majesty" He said slowly. He thought she was going to ask him another question, but he then understood that it was an open-ended question, so he continued sharply. "It is simple. My wife died only a few days prior to this meeting, and staying at the place of her passing is not going to be very good for my sanity." He released this information a bit too fast, and the expression on the Queen's face changed significantly, from curiosity to sadness. Not wanting to change the tone of conversation, he continued by saying "But I think that if I had some tasks more demanding than being the ruler of a very successful province, it would lessen the control of grief over my mind. And seeing that my education was based on diplomacy and trade, I think that I could be useful increasing our diplomatic relations with nations all over Marin. What does your Majesty think?"

He sighed, and thought that his appearance was below standards, as he focused too much on *His* Skills. But, as he did not know how to read complex emotions, he simply needed to hope for the best, and that Her Majesty thinks that my presentation is good enough for me to be considered as a diplomat. He looked at the queen, and waited for an answer.
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan 
Zahrada, Astoria 

Her brow rose at his comment, and she moved from her place beside the window, gesturing to the sofa that sat before the unlit fireplace. "I think it's unwise to put you into another court in a time of grieving." She told him, not wanting to extend the meeting with an idea she didn't think would serve either of them well. 

"A spouse's death isn't something to pass over, Lord Louis." Her voice was soft, in the same way she spoke to Mikhail, and she moved to take a seat, gesturing for him to do the same. "I'm sorry to hear of it, but throwing yourself into another court is going to be a stressful situation. Better men than you have broken under the stress of serving as a diplomat for a country. I'd hate to see you make this effort and lose yourself in the process."
Daniel
**Lord Louis IV of Orleáns
Zahrada Keep, Zahrada**

He sighed and dropped his shoulders, looking down in a defeated manner. He really had thought that he would get something to do, but well, that wasn't what the gods had in mind for him. He moved to the leather sofa there next to the fireplace, and sat down quietly and slowly. He then rose his head and retook his posture, going in to ask a question. "That truly is a shame, your Majesty. Would I be wrong to assume that your majesty is coming to Lady of Orleáns Funeral, I am asking all people of importance, and of course, the population of Aquarin to come to the event." He said that with a light nod to the side and a smirk, waiting for a response.
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan 
Zahrada, Astoria

He sat, but only for a millisecond before rising again and taking his stance once more. Anya's lips parted, a bit surprised by the question, and her brow twitched inward for a brief second before she continued. "If you'd wish for me to attend, I will try my very best to be there." A moment passed, and once more she knit her brow together, clasping her hands together and resting them on her knee as she leaned forward a bit, looking up at the man who refused to sit with her. It had been a long day, and she certainly hadn't thought it would end with an invitation to a funeral. 

"Lord Louis, are you alright? You seem to be acting a bit... Odd."
Daniel
**Lord Louis IV de Orleáns
Zahrada Keep, Astoria**

He let out a deep, long sigh and then responded. "Maybe, your Majesty. I have been through a lot lately, and it is affecting my emotions. If it wouldn't bother your majesty, I would like to ask for permission to go back to my Palace for the time being." He waited paitently for an answer, just wanting to go back to his carriage and have a good night's sleep.