You demand of the Treasurer that he spends ome of royal monies on phat feastin'!
One King Erik, his family, and almost eighty of servants and courtiers arrive, the feast has been vastly expanded, with multiple-course meals and variety of drinks from as far as Gubta and Tirine.
Eirika is first to greet you by the way of a hug and a kiss on your wrinkly cheek. Then you meet with Erik and his wife, who is quite pretty, and some pleasantries are exchanged.
The feast is underway; Alissa and Eirika both indulge in meals, drinks and chatter with local noblewomen, while King Erik, seated near you, seems a bit tense. After a while, he speaks up and you two find a common ground for negotiation.
"The Albionese merchants living on our side of the Northern Mountains are quite interested in jewels and gemstones. I've heard that Methiant is mining quite a variety of gemstones. Would you be interested in a trade agreement with Cydwyl? The Albionese have mostly foodstuffs, but they also have quite profitable salt workshops along the coast, and have access to prized furs and skins of various animals. Have you ever had gloves made of the delicate fur of the rare spotted black owlseal? Truly luxurious."
A) "Apologies, but I fear I will be profiting more from selling gemstones here rather than abroad."
B) "Furs and skins would do well for my nobles, or I could sell them further south where they're rare. It's a deal!"
C) "Salt is sparse in this region, and having access to it would do us much good. It's a deal!"