The problem with ruling an empire, Aeron Valdamar was discovering, was that other empires inevitably wanted to come and visit.
"The delegation from the Sapphire Coast has arrived in the Grand Foyer, Sire," Caspian announced, standing at a safe distance from the King's heavy oak desk. He consulted his battered notebook. "Led by Ambassador Kael. He brings gifts of exotic spices, coastal silks, and... a very large, very loud tropical bird that is currently terrifying the hounds."
Aeron, who was using his uninjured left hand to sign a trade decree, did not look up. "Tell the Ambassador I am indisposed. Tell him the bird is unwelcome. Tell him to take his spices and go back to the beach."
Kaia, who was reclining on the velvet settee reading a report from Prince Beckett, lowered her parchment.
