The chalet was nestled in the side of a hill, secluded by trees, accessible by a gravel drive. It was only an hour outside of Augsburg, but it was far enough away for Hans Rembrandt. The rest of his delegation had flats in the city. Rembrandt as well had one for his use, but sometimes it was better to relocate to the country for some peace of mind, fewer distractions.
The Oikawan ambassador was expected at any moment. There was but one maid in the chalet, charged with cooking, cleaning and general upkeep. Rembrandt liked it quiet like that. He heard the gravel crunch of the approaching car. Rembrandt's journal was shut and put into his desk drawer.
'So good of you to come. Please come in.' he led the Oikawan to the great room. The floor to ceiling bay windows gave a nice view of the fields and the cows.
The maid came in, poured the wine, brought out the bread and cheese and left them to talk.
Rembrandt left it up to the Oikawan to begin. He wanted to hear his concerns without the pressure of the press and international community on top of them.
The Oikawan ambassador was expected at any moment. There was but one maid in the chalet, charged with cooking, cleaning and general upkeep. Rembrandt liked it quiet like that. He heard the gravel crunch of the approaching car. Rembrandt's journal was shut and put into his desk drawer.
'So good of you to come. Please come in.' he led the Oikawan to the great room. The floor to ceiling bay windows gave a nice view of the fields and the cows.
The maid came in, poured the wine, brought out the bread and cheese and left them to talk.
Rembrandt left it up to the Oikawan to begin. He wanted to hear his concerns without the pressure of the press and international community on top of them.