"I truly do not believe the Prince of Yarzat has given Kakunia any cause for alarm," the Great Bull murmured, his voice as smooth and steady as a deep river. He fixed the envoy with a gaze of profound serenity, the kind of look a mountain might give to a passing cloud for one was destined to last the other was fleeting.
The envoy of Habadia, inclined his head, his fingers twitching toward his left eye in a nervous, rhythmic tick. "Your Grace, if our two peoples might be contrived to work in concert, to acknowledge our similarities with the same approbation as we do our differences, I believe we would find ourselves in receipt of immense mutual benefit. You will find my liege to be extraordinarily welcoming to his allies and truly storied in the generosity of his bearing. That is the core of my mission: to see friendship bloom between our two houses."
