Angeline
The now-familiar second Unicorn arrived outside the Crab embassy one cloudy afternoon, enrobed in a golden-stitched kimono of purple silk. In one hand he carried a deep blue envelope and in the other a long, narrow box that looked fit to hold bolts for an o-yumi.
Kenza waited by the entryway until he spotted Hoshiko and offered a polite dip of the head.

"Good day. I'd like to speak to the Ambassador, if he has a moment to spare, please." He requested in his usual soft voice. A close look might notice a little shadow painted beneath his eyes and slight upward curls at the outer corners. The scent of jasmine mingled around as he walked and his robes were edged with white-sable fur around the shoulders, likely wolf pelt. Any Crab samurai that passed were offered a proper bow, though he seemed content to wait for Koyama - or perhaps one of his siblings.
Billy
Hoshiko greeted Kenza with a bow and smile as always. "I'll see if he has a moment, Ide-sama." The older woman says with a faint smile. She makes a point not to look directly at him as she straightens and makes her way to the ambassadors office. The Reception area feels quieter than usual until Hoshiko returns. 

"Hida-sama will see you now. This way." She says, leading Kenza back to the office. Outside the office the screen is already opened and Koyama is sitting behind his desk. As He hears Hoshiko coming down the Hall, He calls out to her. 

"Send him in, Oba-san." 

The elderly woman smiles a half-smile and bows before scurrying back down the hall.

The air was unsually tense and Koyama sat more rigid than susal. He desk was also noticably neater with Sake poured.

"Come in, Kenza-san." Rumbled Koyama.

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Angeline
Kenza seemed content to see a now-familiar face and dipped his head respectfully in turn, then followed her to the office. The trader almost immediately seemed to notice the tension in the air and the sake was already out. He approached to offer a proper bow, as was his habit.

"Good day, Koyama-sama. I have something small for you, but you may wish to open it sooner rather than later."

He remained bowed to present the gift with both hands. The rectangular box jostled a little and smelled faintly of salted meat, though it has been wrapped first in waxed paper and then in deep blue wrapping. He would offer it up to three times before he straightened up and would have taken a seat if invited. 

"I bring some good news, but are there matters that must first be discussed?" He asked with what sounded like sincereity and his calm expression had shifted to one of some concern. The tone, too, moved to something more considerate and less informal.

||Inside the box - cured beef jerky from, the Unicorn homelands wrapped in more wax paper, with a little note advising whomever opens it that the meat is red but carefully prepared. There's also a pair of dark mahogany chopsticks inside to handle the cut and dried meat, wrapped in golden paper and decorated at their top ends with small black engravings of koi carp and night heron.
Billy
Koyama proceeds with the etiquette of refusal and accepts on Kenza's third attempt and bowing to the young man. He heard the concern in Kenza's voice and he felt a lump beginning to form in his throat. Koyama took a deep breath and steeled his resolve before answering the man. 

"I'd rather your good news be heard first. Bad news has a tendency to spoil good news while good news rarely changes the bad. What news do you have for me, Kenza-san?" He said, looking back towards the gift so recently received.

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Angeline
For now Kenza managed to stride the line between composed and attentive well enough. The suggestion that bad news was imminent had been received without comment nor strong reaction.

"My bazaar will soon arrive and setup just beyond the city gates. I've come to offer you and your kin an invitation as both guests and participants. The Yasuki will ever have a place with us, as will anyone else that wishes to enjoy the Ide hospitality. Space enough for traders to setup stalls and for Samurai to relax and enjoy the culture of the Unicorn."

Suio bowed his head and offered the envelope with both hands. Once he rose again the man seemed content to hear Koyama, a patient look about him - though there was an undercurrent of seriousness in his body language.

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Billy
Koyama rested his hand upon the box his gift game in and the letter that he received. 

"Thank you." Koyama started, feeling something between shame and annoyance at his own internal turmoil. It was his responsibility after all and upsetting Yasuko already gutted him already. He knew what what needed to be done.

"Your invitation is graciously accepted... I wish to speak plainly for a moment, Kenza-san. I do not wish for this to stand on any more formality than necessary. It is about Yasuko. We should talk about the arrangement you had with him."

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Angeline
There was a moment between Koyama speaking and Kenza responding during which the trader inhaled slowly through his nose and his eyes rolled shut, though Koyama may have noticed them cast downward as they closed.

"It seems they are undone."

The trader managed to flatten his expression, though the courtly sternness he last dispalyed at the governor's residence had returned. Kenza didn't smile nor frown. The softness in his voice remained, as it seemed natural, though it was plain to see he was hurt by the implication of the suggestion.

"As we're speaking plainly, Hida-sama, I respect you and would like to hear what you have to say regarding it."

That Kenza would likely have to sign future marriage arrangements between their Clans he didn't have to state, but the thought of it reminded him of the scar across his shoulder. It stinged.

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Billy
"You are correct and truthfully, I do not wish to see you suffer. You have made my brother happy and I am grateful. However the deeds of your brethren cannot be so unpunished. While I do not expect any of that to be any fault of yours, as Representative of my Clan's dealings here, many of the Crab's agreements between the Unicorn and Scorpion needed to be anulled or amended." Koyama said with a resolute coldness that left a pitted feeling in his stomach and bile rise in his throat. While he did what needed to be done and said the correct things, the awful truth still threatened to try and undo him. He looked Kenza plainly in his face.

"I am sorry."

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