It was still relatively warm during the day. The nights were getting chilly though, and so everyone had a sweater with them. The meeting would take place outside of the Royal Palace by the Low Gallian Landscape garden, a large curated grassy knoll with a small temple and beautiful pond. A small greenhouse could be seen nearby. The purpose of this meeting was get a feel for the Zhoryan people via their delegation and come to some agreements for a better working relationship. It was a priority that the Federal Council felt on the foreign relations front as only secondary to the relationship with the Anti-State. It was at this moment that a carriage pulled by horses could be heard in the distance. Even today, distinguished guests were brought to the Royal Palace via horse drawn carriage, unlike the more uncivilized countries about the globe which felt that a motorized vehicle was best. Speed is only important over large distance. Anything in a city was not a large distance. Federal Councilor and Head of the Federal Department of Foreign Affairs, Michel Laurent did not know who the Zhoryans planned to send to meet him. He did have a trick up his sleeve though, just in case the Zhoryans brought along someone special. They would be arriving at the Royal Palace after all. As the carriage came into view, the individuals inside which had access to the finest Gallian wine and food, could see the individuals ready to help them down from the carriage dressed in exquisite light blue suit uniforms. They would sit in the enclosure of the temple which was at the top of the grass lawned hill and overlooked the swan pond. There is where Michel Laurent stood, as he waited for his guests to be escorted up to the hill to him. They arrived promptly and they all took a seat at the table which had more wine available, but also cognac and an assortment of cakes and macarons. The meeting here was informal in some ways, to not be the sort of meeting of formality that suffocated visitors in ceremony as so many others normally did.