"I pray not. My people need peace," he smiled and shook the hand of Khan. "I am sure an official agreement can be signed by the embassy here in Diengam. It will be good for Sinhai to start signing treaties that promote regional peace."
Standing up from his comfortable and overly tall-backed "throne", General Khan shook Phiyada's hand once more as he too stood up. "With that said, I suppose we are threw here. We will keep in close contact with the Sinese Embassy here in Diengam. The signing will go further without a flaw the second we hear of its completion." In an attempt to remain looking strong and in control; all while showing sings of military respect, Khan saluted the General who did the same in return. "Right this way, Miss Linhg here will escort you to your vehicle." He directed Phiyada to the woman peering within the room eralier in the evening...
As Phiyada left the room arm-in-arm with the young lady ordered to escort him to his vehicle in good nature, General Khan was more than happy to remove the ever-pleastered smile upon his face now that he was in the lounge alone for a few moments. He walked over to his liquor cabinet and whipped out the rough stuff. Taking a shot or two of strong liquor from Franken or Weise origine, He wiped his lips dry and positioned himself tall and firm as always. He pushed both tall wooden doors breaking him from the crowd apart, turned to two young servants waiting by the room and uttered "Làm sạch phòng của tôi. Tôi muốn nó lấp lánh" basically ordering the young boys to clean his lounge until it is spotless.
Now refreshed and pleased with his last conversation with General Phiyada, General Khan made his way laughing and mingling to his Sarmatian diplomat who was ever-so-kind as to attend today's festival. Florian Laźniński, who was said to be a Lieutenant General in the standings of Greater Sarmatia, was being nearly bombarded by some of Khan's highest officials/ministers/military commanders with comments and questions. It was rare to see a white man in Minhdao and he seemed to be quite popular. Khan approached the group surrounding his guest. "Hãy đi" Khan uttered. The crowd around Laźniński immediately stopped talking and went their own directions. Khan then approached Laźniński and held out his hand. "I am sorry for the wait. Once again, thank you for coming and for your patience." He said smiling once again. "Perhaps you'd prefer chatting in the Palaces' garden? It's quite exotic and rarely seen by someone from the northwest like yourself." He asked - adding a topper to his guest's beverage.
