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"Let me see." Nieth pursed her lips. "That was... three generations ago. This is a picture of Lord Jett's great-grandparents."

At some point, Midare had gotten distracted by something after she'd more or less been left behind in the whole asking-out thing. Either way, she was late to the meeting and only knew about it because someone noticed Hayate and asked if she was going. She hadn't heard Aurumn say anything about it while she was there for some reason. Then it took another ten minutes for her to actually find the place. And she sort of tried to ... sneak in ...

Celia waved a little bit as the wind knight walked in with Hayate. She was feeling bad for having just accidentally ditched her to get to the meeting, when Celia realized that she had never actually learned her name. She sweatdropped embarrasedly, feeling awful about it. She motioned for Midare to sit down in the empty chair next to her, with a little smile that had a hint of guilt to it.

((I just realized you never posted that Midare mentioned her name...I'm a bit slow, huh?))

"Hi.....Sorry....about ditching you and all..."Celia mumbled, embarrasedly with a weak smile. "I just realized....I never asked you your name...."She added, hoping the other knight wouldn't think she was rude.

Jett sat quietly until everyone was present, which really didn't annoy him, as he had time to quietly space out, and think fondly of his plush bed. But as soon as Midare entered, the monarch stood. "Thank you all for coming; I know some of you are tired, and more than ready for a rest," He smiled at Celia, who still came to the meeting, despite being offered time to relax. "Now, as you are all aware, our trip to Arinas was sucessful, despite the heavy losses. As first order of business, I would like to hold a memorial as soon as possible for the fighters we lost in the shipwreak. They gave their lives for the Kingdom, and we should offer our respects. A sum will also be given to their familes." He motioned for the Secretary to take note of this; it would fall as Illusia's responsibility. Then Jett paused, letting this information sink in, before moving on. "Next, I would like to welcome Midare, the Dragon Knight of Wind. While I am sorry we were not able to meet you in Arinas, I am very pleased to have you with us. However, I would like to see you after this. I have some questions for you and Hayate. Finally," Jett took a deep breath, steeling himself, "As I am sure you all are aware of, we did find the Dragon Queen. There will be a formal introduction tonight to the Palace, and one two days from now to the public. There are not any plans for a wedding yet, though I am sure it will be soon." Too soon, Jett idly thought to himself. He barely knew anything about the woman. "That is all. Are there any questions?"

Oh, boohoo, you lost some expendable ants, and have to marry! Mentally sneering, as it would be much too revealing to do that physically, she snorted. This was what the meeting had been about? She could have gotten just as much from talking to that lizard... Baran, if he'd stayed. Ah, well...

"I'd--"

Oh, don't think so. The mental whap would have, had it been, again, physical, echoed through the room and probably sent Liozu staggering into the wall. He shivered in place instead, and turned the continuation into a cough.

"What I meant was; good that we solved this so quickly," he paused to give a deeper smile for a moment, "but are we finished? Heard about the party later, and I need to go down to town," he said with a grin that was titled an angle too far to be completely and only cheerful, if one could see it and his eyes shaded strangely. But, with all the nightmares and whatnot lately, liozu could surely be forgiven.

"Yes, I am. Thanks for asking," he almost wanted to laugh out loud, straight in their faces. That wouldn't be very... low-lying, though, and simply wouldn't be very expedient. And he was patient. Or could be, when the occasion warranted it.

But the need to kill Jett, to let the blood that coursed in the Dragon Emperor's veins spill on the ground, dry and never bring another to carry on that blood into life was strong. He shouldn't even exist. But he wouldn't kill Jett now... wanted to do it with his own hands. It wasn't good enough to do it with these large, clumsy man-hands. No. Not good enough at all.

Something was a little odd about Liozu, but Aiketh couldn't pin it down. He'd had a stressful week, after all, so he would be a little tired.

"My Lord, will anyone from outside of the Dragon Clan be attending the festivities?" There were one or two foreign diplomats staying in the capital or very near to it.