A Diplomatic Crisis

Nathan arrived at the Elven Embassy along with a dozen guards and two members of the Fist. Once they found out there was a potential arrest warrant being issued for the Ambassador by the Crown Princess, there was no shortage of volunteers, and he was quite glad for that. Outside the Embassy, two sneering Elven guards moved beyond the gate to greet the crowd of guardsmen.

"Halt. What is your business at the Embassy?" The taller one on the left asked, looking down his nose at Nathan.

"By order of the Crown Princess, I am hereby summoning Ambassador Vamir Lorarona to Castle Ashe for an immediate audience with both the Princess and the Moonfall Prince for a sensitive diplomatic matter." Nathan said, saluting the guard before speaking.

"Hmph. The Ambassador is not entertaining guests at this time." The guard said, his contempt obvious. "Tell your Princess to come in person if it's so important."