Lady Diao Chan sat down with WF Health Councillor Doctor D.Valentine. Without sweets nor liquid, which was odd but necessary considering Ramadhan and the sun has yet to set. With the possible appointment of Huawan as Deputy leader of the World Forum, it was crystal that there would be more on both their plates.

Since Lord Roland Young is planned to be the leading as deputy of the WF, another Royal Diplomat is set to take his place as the voice of The Peocracy. The stance of Huawan in the World Forum is something quite dire, and Doctor Valentine's proposal to initiate further aid to the humanitarian crisis in Reizen is something to add in a long list of "Why do I have headaches this ramadhan"

"I suppose we are able to provide further leverage in the World Forum to maintain the stream of equipments in Camp Sanctuary. But unless the council does not have confidence of our decisions, we will be strained."

"I suppose, the Peocracy is fighting its own war with its own rights. The last thing the region needs is a full blown war, and unfortunately no one is tending to those displaced in this. The people expects a referendum in the Reizen theater, a pointless one if they are all dead."

"The Royal Palace is severely strained now, after Ramadhan would be the most appropriate time for it. Until then."

"We understand." Answered Doctor Valentine.


Discussions were interrupted by a call however, from Diao Chan's secretary.

"Excuse me doctor." Responded Diao Chan, "yes Yui?"

"Honorable delegate, there is a line for you from Bruuman Minister Hunt. He wishes to discuss with you."

Diao Chan looked at Doctor D.Valentine, who had intently heard the announcement and was frankly informed of The Peony's deals with Bruuma.

"If you will excuse us, Doctor Valentine."

"I shall be with you again shortly, Miss Diao Chan." Answered Doctor Valentine, as she walked out of the room. "Wassalamualaikum."

As Doctor Valentine exited the premises of Diao Chan's office, Diao Chan then answered the phone. She ordered her secretary to patch Minister Hunt through the phone, and Diao Chan waited on hold as she tried to remember the Foreign Minister.

It occurred to her he was somewhat.... Rude. "Such a shame" she thought, how can one expect to run a country without proper table manners? It was then that Diao Chan's phone rung, waiting the ring twice before picking it up.

"Assalamualaikum, 喂! Minister Hunt?"