The Court of Queen Carina

[The Kingdom of Bretonia]

"Sir Markus Aquinas, your excellency," the Under Secretary for Communications greeted at the bottom of the ramp. "Her Majesty's most gracious gratitude for your prompt arrival. If you would place all weapons on the table..." he motioned to the large table by the doors. "I will escort you to the great hall."

"There are some matters of protocol you need to follow when meeting Her Highness." The Secretary stated as he led the way through the halls of the Royal Liner.

"Initially one should address her as Your Majesty, and thereafter Ma'am. Then it's Your Majesty again as one takes one's leave."

"You are not a Bretonian citizen, and so you are not expected to bow or curtsey... however if you feel so inclined, do so from the shoulders, or bob the head. Waist bows are the pantomime customs of the Emperor of Kusari, and won't be appreciated here."

He turned a corner.

"Protocol also insists that everyone stops eating when the Queen takes her last mouthful. Although she doesn't often eat in public, she has been known to reserve a little morsel on her plate to push around in order to let other diners finish their meals. Though I doubt food will be served tonight."

"When addressing members of the court it is good to remember that you are referred to as your excellency, and afforded all due respect that it affords. Dukes are referred to as "Your Grace" all other ranks can be referred to simply as "Your Lordship or Ladyship"."

"The most important rule is, be yourself. Her Majesty wishes to talk to you, not some wooden caricature. I trust this advice is helpful..."

The great hall doors opened and the Under Secretary moved inside, clearing his throat.

"His Excellency, the honourable Ambassador for Baffin, Doctor Jonathan Holliday, MD."

The Undersecretary moved aside and motioned for Holliday to approach the Queen.

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