Berrocal was impressed with Carl's schedule. He knew his stuff, but why were the other two so silent? Surely they would have something to add. Perhaps they were more familliar with other parts of their capital.

"That would do just well, Chief Diplomat. For the sundown activities, are there nearby hunting grounds? His Majesty would certainly love to hunt some Ryccian game. Hunting is a popular occupation in our Kingdom, you see. It is considered a bond of friendship when two men go hunting together. Would your monarch accept such an invitation by His Majesty? We can give you our weapon specifications since I assume you have regulations. Then you can either permit such weaponry or instead let us use yours."

"Please do note that His Majesty and our officials will at all times be escorted by two of our Royal Guardsmen. As for the press conference, any suggestions what we shouldn't say? You said we have quite a negative perception, any ideas to improve it. I presume there will be xeno journalists, will they be kept in check? His Majesty will not insult them, that I can assure you. Should he mention His visit to the Ryccian capital or would that create uproar?"

Then he turned towards the other two diplomats. He looked at them inquisitivly. He was rather dissappointed with their contributions. It was now quite clear that Carl was a born aristocrat, but the other two probably not.

"If you two have any advice for the afore mentioned questions, feel free to answer them as well. I would also like to hear suggestions from you two for the capital. Perhaps you are more familliar with other districts? His Majesty would be enlightened to see all parts of your society."