Amber blinked as she looked at the phrase Gawain had seemingly written on the paper without thinking. She understood every single word, yet once they were put together, it became something she had never seen before. The half-elf's mind rumbled away for a while before she finally concluded that this was probably beyond her comprehension. She decisively looked away and began staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.
Gawain glanced at her. "I thought you'd ask."
Amber immediately looked smug. "I knew you'd say that."
"Then I won't say it. There's no certainty about this yet anyway." Gawain waved a hand without the slightest burden, then, as expected, watched the half-elf puff out her cheeks. That pleased him even more, and he promptly changed the subject. "Have we received any responses to the invitations we sent the neighboring countries?"
"We only just sent them out. How could there be a reply so quickly? You only just returned to the imperial capital yourself." Amber had wanted to keep asking what the words Gawain wrote meant, but since he had changed the subject, she could only answer accordingly. "They'll definitely have to discuss it, deliberate over it, maybe even come up with some conspiracy theories and wonder whether the two human empires are plotting to divide the entire continent's interests between themselves..."
"Indeed, they'll need to weigh it carefully. After all, no one has ever done anything like this before." Gawain smiled, though his expression remained calm. "But they'll most likely agree in the end, or at least send representatives to take a look and confirm what this is all about. Cecil and Typhon are the leading powers in the continent's two major settlement zones. Any kingdom that trades with the two empires cannot ignore this invitation. Even if they paid