Lunch in the Palace

After a moment of consideration, Audrey nods her head. "Very well, Prince Baldwin. Let's agree on the terms."

"Great!" Prince Baldwin said, a sense of satisfaction evident in his voice.

He immediately called upon a man dressed in a sleek black uniform who had been standing stoically beside him throughout the discussion. "Mark, help draft the details for us."

"As you wish, Your Highness," Mark replied, his voice filled with utmost professionalism.

Mark swiftly retrieved a paper and a quill. His nimble fingers glided across the page as he meticulously transcribed the agreed-upon terms.

Audrey observed intently as the treaty took shape before her eyes, the ink flowing in elegant strokes that captured the essence of their negotiations.