Ambassador Lyra returned to the imperial palace, armed with the Xeridian Council's conditions. Emperor Arin received her in his private chambers, his expression expectant.
"Ambassador, I trust you've brought good news?" he asked, his voice tinged with anticipation.
Lyra presented the council's terms, emphasizing their desire for clearer definitions and additional safeguards. Emperor Arin listened intently, his expression thoughtful.
"I understand your council's concerns," he said finally. "I'm willing to make concessions. Let's draft a revised agreement that addresses your concerns."
Arin's willingness to negotiate surprised Lyra. Perhaps this alliance would be more mutually beneficial than she initially thought.
The emperor summoned his advisors, and together they worked out a revised agreement. The terms included:
1. Clearer definitions of military obligations
2. Establishment of a joint committee to oversee trade and resource sharing
3. Additional security measures to protect Xeridian interests
Lyra felt a sense of accomplishment as she reviewed the revised agreement. The Xeridian Council would likely approve these terms.
But as she prepared to leave, Emperor Arin's expression turned serious. "Ambassador, there's one more matter I'd like to discuss. A sensitive issue that requires your discretion."
Lyra's curiosity was piqued. What could the emperor possibly want to discuss in private?