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Molan barely had issued those words when someone rather 'grand' in comparison. The man spoke rather calm, composed as he spoke to them both. Ah yes, both. He had only now spotted the other girl, a smile briefly gracing his features. A small bit of peace came from knowing another had made it, to not be alone was a good thing. Even if he had no idea who she was.

Still, his attention quickly returned to the man as he spoke. 'His' country. Well he did meet the basic description he'd heard of the King, so this was the Emperor? He hadn't expected to meet the man casually, nor in such a state, but it merely meant best manners. As was the place of an ambassador here to shadow. A polite bow was offered to the man's greeting before lifting his head with plans of reply. He forced the most pleasant smile he could muster at the moment onto his face, manners first even if his world was about as upside down as possible at this time. "I thank you for your greeting. I am Molan Threepwood, also of the Silver Kingdom of Id Tortonis." He stated clearly, a keeping as calm a demeanor as possible. "It is a pleasure to be here."

After all, even if he knew not to show it, it was not often you met another Kingdom's King.

"As Acerium has stated, we are ambassadors here to visit. We do apologize for the odd intrusion, the portal seems to have decided today was one to act up." He offered, going along with the girl's statement. It was best to all agree on the story, and in truth it was honest enough.

Even if things fell apart they shouldn't have been plummeting from the sky.

His gaze shifted to the side as the man who had caught him wandered away seeming somewhat downcast. Certainly his comment was far from positive, but it seemed out of place to thank him at the moment. He made a note to deal with it later, but for now let it pass.

Especially with the comments that followed from the latest addition to this mess. He briefly glanced at the next member of the gold kingdom, tilting his head to one side at the comment, but forcing no further reaction. Apparently the man who had caught him was named Bastion, that might make things easier. Though this man's voice showed little love for the man, nor did his face. "I would not thinking saving someone a rough fall to be so negative? If not, it was thoughtful?" He replied, offering a smile before bowing his head briefly in thanks at the offer. "That is most kind of you, I will keep your offer in mind should I require assistance, Kiwi." After all, he must be polite. He was an example of his people. His few... are far between people. Then again, if you were one of the last all the more important.

Mjoll broke her silence a bit more quietly towards the man that Bastion had 'saved'. "What he means is that Bastion, is not quite our Ideal of a model citizen. As you might have noticed he tries to get with anything that has two legs, sometimes more I believe."

She gave a small bow of her head and sighed, "He's also considered the town drunk. His behavior is not something an Ambassador from another kingdom should have to bear upon first arriving."

Her eyes shifted from the little circle around them to the other two that were from the silver kingdom. "Your Majesty, if I may. With your permission, I would like to help our visitors feel more comfortable here, perhaps with some new outfits?" She smiled, "I'm more than capable of crafting something suitable for our visitors of the silver kingdom. It seems one of them has had a small mishap with the fountain." She added holding a gloved hand up to keep that a bit more quite so as not to embarrass the poor dears any further.

Fortunately the splash of a new arrival missed the robes of the Emperor by several feet, otherwise he most likely would have been rather annoyed to find his robes soiled. As it was, he merely pivoted slowly, his eyes taking in the bedraggled appearance of the young woman who stepped out of the fountain, looking around in bemusement. Mengyao watched her momentarily before looking back at the first two he had spoken to.

The Silver Kingdom. Was there even such a place? Regardless, it made Mengyao's eyebrows draw together in consternation, pressing his lips together. Why were those of the Silver Kingdom coming here, he wondered? Ambassadors? It was an odd term. They had never had ambassadors from another kingdom before.

"Acerium," said Mengyao camly, and his gaze flickered towards the pale haired youth as well, eyes flashing. "I am Mengyao Miao, Emperor of the land of Edric. Why have those of the Silver Kingdom come now to the Gold? You have not ever brought your ambassadors here before."

Mjoll's statement drew his eyes towards her, and after a brief moment Mengyao nodded his consent.

"You are welcome to stay in this land, those of the Silver Kingdom," he said. "However, I am afraid you have come at an ill-advised time. We are close to war."

There may have been a little disappointment when she was not also called forth to serve their Emperor to the best of her talents, but she felt the soft burn of the strange mark that appeared on her skin. It was enough to wash away that disappointment. As was hearing a familiar name called once again by their Emperor. Infinity glanced up, eyes widening slightly. Lan... Well, she deserved that position. There was no other that would be better suited. And she knew that, really she did. But there was that annoying tightening in her chest. She would be safer in a position of power, right?

Whatever other thoughts might have been on her mind were, for the moment, shoved to the back of her mind as she stared at the new arrivals. They had, quite literally, just come out of nowhere! Instantly she felt defensive, not trusting them in their Kingdom. Who were they? Why were they here?

And then... there was Bastion. Who of the Golden Kingdom did not know of him? And why the hell was he holding a man - one of those that had just appeared - like a prize?

Oh now this was hilarious!

Crossing her arms, she quietly watched the proceedings unfold, taking the chance to size this... 'Ambassadors' from the Silver Kingdom up. She still didn't quite understand why they were here. But their King didn't seem to mind so... Infinity shrugged and stepped forward. "I bid my welcome to those of the Silver Kingdom."

Even Acerium, stuck in her greenhouse as she often had been, knew that the silver kingdom had a tendril in every kingdom. Even this beautiful kingdom of gold.

She couldn't help thinking of it as a garden, with it's people as gorgeous flowers... Golden flowers...
That cheered her up a bit.
She figured she wouldn't mention the other ambassadors, the ones that had come before. After all, they had sought fit not to do so.
"Oh! Well," War? War! How exciting! Kings and war and falling and scary things... how exciting.

Her fellow silver 'ambassador' was so polite and well spoken! She felt a little odd in comparison.
"Thank you for your hospitality," wait, how did you address the gold king? Not as sir peacock! no! What was her mind doing?! Your majesty? well he was certainly Majestic. No, it was something else. "Your Eminence..." That was more like it.

"Close to war, your Eminence?" she asked. Clearly something was happening in their universe. She wondered what it was. "Then perhaps we can assist in some way? In return for your generous hospitality in your beautiful kingdom!" ah, there was her training. Right in her brain where she had left it. She wondered how long she was supposed to keep bowing like this.

And was also quite happy to take up the offer of nicer clothes.

She couldn't be any happier with his decision, but she had decided to with-hold the excitement, with a sense of pride - but anyone who knew her could see the glittering in her mismatched eyes as she stood away from him, keeping close enough, but hovering close to Shaheen again, giving her a content look. They had both been given the oportunity by the Emperor - and she knew that the taller woman would do everything in her abilities.

So would she.

"Congratulations again, Shaheen." she offered up to the warrioress as she gave her a little smile, one that reached her eyes. She was hoping to actually catch up with eth woman again, but everything seemed to have fallen apart once again.

Hearing the kerfuffle of the intrusion from the sky, she rose her eyebrows a little, uncertain if she should try to help in any way - he seemed . . . not from where they were from. "What has happened to Silver Kingdom?" She asked very softly, to the taller woman, before stepping foreward a little.


"Has there been some kind of unrest in those from the Silver Kingdom? You do not look like the kind who would run away - a very noble man, a lovely miss. Please, information would be lovely." She asked of the pale haired man, the woman who had been named Acerium, giving the emperor a soft look, hoping he was fine with her intrusion. She was a woman of information - secretly she kept tabs on the kingdoms, and knew the Silver Kingdom was a land of information. They didn't appear to be ambassadors.

"Does it have to do with the war . . .?" she asked, more of a general question to anyone, placing a hand on her cheek lightly, as if thinking deeply about it.

How peculiar.

((ooc: if I miss anyone, sorry! My phone's slow x.x))

Judging from the direction of the conversation (or what snatches of it she heard), it was a good thing she refrained from speaking further. The other Silvers seemed to be using some pretense of diplomacy as opposed to having been forcibly ejected to justify their presence. Who was Ligaya to rock the proverbial boat, then? When she was approached, the former ditch-digger did what she always done when caught off-guard. She smiled and answered, "A-ah, I'm just Joy, a ditch-digger. Don't know much other than I was told that I had to go through the portal." It wasn't a complete lie, the Scribe had ordered them all to evacuate while their world crumbled all around them.

"M-maybe it's to lend a helping role in this upcoming war?" Oooooh she was mixing her expressions unconsciously, definitely nervous.

Mjoll stood there nodding to her King, once they were finished she'd take them to have them fitted and make them some new clothing. She smiled as she watched them, out of the corner of her eye. She was listening mostly letting the king and his new court speak.

"Perhaps if you wish," She looked towards Lifen and then the Emperor, "We could have some accompaniment. To make sure their stay is as pleasant as possible."

She paused when something caught the corner of her eye. Her head snapping towards what she thought she saw in time to see Bastion rip the shirt she made. There was an audible gasp of horror, and her white cheeks turned a lovely shade of red - angry red, while her eyes looked hurt. He just ripped the shirt she made.

She didn't know if she wanted to go kick his a** in front of the entire kingdom or cry. It was a damn good thing it hadn't been anything she'd actually made for him with love. It was one of those shirts she made out of boredom. There was a small tremble in her voice. "Let me know when you're ready to go." She said softly she might as well just bury herself in her work. Bastion was never going to change.