The King nodded at what he considered a blanc face. Nonetheless he smiled again and took the wooden chips. It felt quite refined. Were the Treecuu ancient craftsmen of some sort? Sooner or later he would receive an answer to it.

"Thank you, Governor Seect. We will contact you tomorrow for further official matters. I suggest we move on and both of us return to our post. It has been a long and stressful day, for us at least. Until next time."

He shook the insectoid's hand and each went their own way. In ten minutes all vessel disembarked to their homes. It was a historic day, one that would perhaps shake the political situation in the sector.