On the evening of the interview, Patrizia wore the most gorgeous red dress that she had. The intense red dress embroidered with gold thread was so splendid that Patrizia didn't usually wear such extravagant dresses, but it was an absolute must for today. It was an important day after all.
The actual meeting of usefulness with the envoys would be held with the Emperor, but meeting the wives would be up to her. Anyways, it was a matter of national diplomacy, so there could not even be the slightest mistakes. After checking herself in front of the mirror, Patrizia carefully reviewed everything that she had to check.
"Is all the food ready?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. You don't have to worry. Not only the food, but all the other small matters have been taken care of."
"You did a good job, Mirya. You must have gone through a lot of trouble. "
As she smiled brightly and corrected the tiara on her head, a maid came into the room where the two people were and spoke.