In the heart of Valoria's capital city, Prince Theodore Triesenberg sat in a busy coffee shop within one of the city's large malls. It was an unusual place for a member of royalty to be, but the Prince enjoyed blending in with the crowd from time to time. His security detail, dressed as ordinary civilians, kept a close but discreet watch, making sure the Prince remained safe without drawing attention.
Prince Theodore took a sip of his frappe, enjoying the cold, sweet drink, and smiled as he reached for a cookie. Across from him sat Lord Reginald, his trusted advisor. The Prince seemed relaxed, far removed from the weighty matters of state that usually occupied his time.
"Reginald, you should really try these cookies," Theodore said, holding out the plate. "They're surprisingly good."
Lord Reginald, ever the serious one, gave a polite nod. "Perhaps later, Your Highness. I'm more concerned with the developments in Zambesi."
