"Just what the hell is this?!" An enraged foreign minister barked into his phone as the statement was aired on the Television in the corner of the room. Danceria was supposed to be a friend to Escanthea in these transitionary times, yet it paradoxically seemed like they were only slipping from the Imperial sphere as the Escantheans opened themselves up. The Emperor would certainly be less than amused by this news as well, so he needed to act quickly. "Aceus." The name was such a simple one, but it was a name that would do them a lot of good if he could get this right. "We could invite Aceus to study here! The Imperial University has housed countless monarchs! It would placate at least some of the Dancerian traditionalists to have him stay in a proper aristocracy as well. But Aramer, it wouldn't be his first choice, clearly. We need to get to the princeling directly. Contact the ambassador! I've a job for him..."