"Easy to read?"
"Yes, big sister, very easy," he pulled the emperor to a more dignified stance, "-the imperial family sure has a thing for going on their knees," he side-glanced Loftha, "-no matter."
"Are you going to gloss over what happened?" fired the very red-cheeked Hyde, "-mother."
"Enough, child," said a very mature stoic voice, "-you have done enough. Let's go inside, we need to accommodate our guests."
"I'll kindly refuse," said Igna.
"Don't be stubborned," winked Eira gently pitching his back, "-we're going to talk, and I want you to answer." Hyde and Xyra weren't kept for longer, the obvious unhappiness to the outcome presented into a less crowded living room. Loftha and Eira headed upstairs to freshen up, the remainder, Igna, Sultria VI, Midne, and the lady Kirr Sultria. Split into groups of two, they waited on one another under the ever-watchful gaze of the maids. Snacks and drinks were readied for the parle.