Adia snickered, holding her hand over her mouth. "It won't rain. Not this day, at least. I would be in big trouble if it did." She took slight note of his politeness. It wasn't often someone stopped to actually say something nice to her, or for that matter, say anything that wasn't either and order or an insult.<br/><br/>She figured she knew what this meeting was about. She had some special insight into government going-ons, and she knew that the Tzar was getting old. His heir had been, effectively, running things for the last eight years. It was probably time to officially pass on the throne.