Lorenso threw open to doors to the banqueting hall, before taken a sudden step back.<em>Nydewians.... What the fuck?</em>He recognized the delegation almost immediately from their distinctive coloring and garb. His hand slid down to his sword hilt, his eyes moving to his Queen. She had the look on her face he had come to recognize as one of her plans coming together. This was the first time he had ever been happy to see it. Lorenso had spent some time in Nydewia as a young man, he mostly remembered the oppressive heat, and the even more oppressive nomadic lifestyle; he had not enjoyed himself.<br/><br/>He looked at their table and saw an empty seat, taking the initiative he decided to sit with the delegation, hoping maybe to learn some more of their intent. He sat across from a girl, pale skinned, she looked Theirian, their borders crossed, so it seemed possible that maybe she was. Her intelligent blue eyes were things of beauty, as was her pale skin, she reminded him slightly of Lenally, and he took a moment to scan the room to see if he could find her. She was nowhere to be found in the hall, having retired for the evening, and a slight prideful smile spread across his face.<em>I Still send the maidens swooning.</em><br/><br/>He put the book out on the table in front of him. The author and title was inlaid in large gold lettering on the front, visible to those around him. Lorenso made an attempt to introduce himself in the Nydewians native language. Theiri was one of the trade capitals of the world, and most dignitaries and traders spoke the language, but he always thought it polite to make the effort to start in their tongue. "I am Lorenso Florencia, First Sword of Theiri. I was not aware that you would be joining us? A pleasure to have you." His speech was slightly broken, with long pauses, it had been some time since he had last used the language, but he hoped he had conveyed the message properly.