The Albion - Function Room of the Bretonian Embassy on New Berlin

[Lafiel]

Lafiel found herself amazed by the architecture as her shuttle came to land within the embassy grounds though she found her time admiring the beautiful construction that was the embassy was cut short as soon as Lafiel had landed stepping off the shuttle she found herself being harassed by people at first it was her chief of staff who although seemed old had bounded into the shuttle as soon as it touched down like a true athlete of less than a quarter his age he had proceded to manouver her onto the landing were the embassies contingent stood lining the pathway at attention.

Lafiel had known there would be ceremony but nothing like this, her chief of staff whose name she hadn't heard over the din and loud noise of the crowd that had gathered was ushering her faster and faster towards the building. Lafiel had caught a glimpse of the beautiful gardens outside and the extremely high walls that seemed to be dated even to the victorian era alas it was no less beauitful.

The halls were decorated with magnificent paintings her heart truely yearned to explore the embassy grounds alas everything began whizzing by as a gentle hand dragged her along the high ceilinged hallways and up a rather grand stairwell with a fountain at the bottom eventually they stopped at double doors which she had surmised she was now at the top of the building or not far off it. Two guards stood on either side of the enormous arched doors they ceremoniously opened it which seemed curious to her as the doors didn't look heavy enough to warrant an entire man to move each. Yet maybe they did looks could be deceiving as the doors swung to giving forth to an ante chamber with 2 more double doors and guards. They gingerly opened these ones and the doors gave way to the most illustrious furnished dining room to ever behold it was like one of the staterooms back home at the manor of Araluen. She heard the soft click as the doors closed behind them the man that was Lafiel's new chief of staff gestured around him to which Lafiel followed her eyes observantly noticing various doors off to other places in addition to a rather small entourage that seemed to of accompanied them people with suitcases were the primary people. Turning back to the chief of staff she realised he was in an almost military formal uniform he spoke his accent thickly Rheinlander yet his mannerisms were Bretonian through and through which amused Lafiel, "Well my Countess welcome to New berlin and the Bretonian Embassy at last it has only finished construction in recent months although we have been preparing you arrival for what seems like an eternity. Anyhow sorry about the rush I was just saving you the comotion of the crowd. This Suite of rooms you see around you is your new home bedroom is over there study there with a small library etc etc I'm sure you will find your way around and get settled in my lady."

Lafiel exhausted after the chief of staff had gone through many things had finally gotten in a word to say that she wanted a small drinks and nibbles even for the escort that had brought her in to berlin safely though of course staff of the embassy could attend it was to be a very relaxed thing she would pay for it personally. At hearing this he had quickly discussed it and quickly excused himself to do her bidding and surprisingly enough when the time had come everything was ready even though it had been a minutes heads up truely Lafiel knew that her chief of staff was going to be someone she could rely on.

She found herself standing around the function room she wasn't sure what to drink but had decided to settle for something from rheinland so she had asked the bartender to surprise her. She had gone from the bar to speaking with people how ever she now stood alone at one of the corners of the room observing everyone. She was wearing a beautiful light blue dress made in a true victorian era design though she was a little unsure about the light blue ribbon that was tied in a neat little bow gently holding her long blonde hair in place revealing her paler gentle alibaster features, she wanted the respect of her position not to be looked down upon as a child yet in truth she concluded she didn't mind the ribbon. She sat standing on her own sipping the extremely strong bitter drink which had at first made her grimace to which she had quickly covered up before anyone could see with a smile and made an effort to enjoy it.

As she observed more closely she believed she could pick out who was who even when she was trying her damndest to blend in the crowd so as to stem the tidal wave of people meeting and greeting her extending their appreciation and delight for her presence. In truth she thought she might rather be happier meeting the Kanzler at the formal ceremony ahead which in truth meeting him made her very nervous such a powerful figure as he yet she did not let her nerves forestall the ceremony and pushed her best to get all the formalities passed.

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