Finish luncheon.

"That food was great. I've never had anything like it before," you say. "I do appreciate you hearing us out."

Candy leans back and pats her stomach. "Phew. That was good. I'm feeling positively inflated."

"Don't say that."

King Agam strokes his hand down through his bushy beard as he lets out a jolly laugh. The man's hair may be white, and he may have a cloud growing from his face, but it doesn't seem like he's all that old. Snow has white hair as well, and she's young. That being said, he still speaks with such a deep, mighty confidence, which seems so strange beside a queen who couldn't be more different than Catherine. She may be tall, beautiful, and bountiful, though she speaks with noticeably less dignity--not a thought rests behind those eyes. Though she is kind and generous, and you may not have gotten this far if not for her welcoming you.

A few different servants swim easily overhead and one-by-one retrieve the plates and utensils to take away, though not all that much needs to be cleaned. It seems the food they eat here leaves little crumbs, and you can only do so much to wash something already underwater.

Then the king stands. Well, floats with his tailfin just barely touching the floor beneath him. "I shall ponder your request, Kyle Warren, and until then, please enjoy our city. Sample more of our local cuisine, browse our storefronts, or enjoy the wonders of a world so far below your own," he says with hands behind his back. "No matter what I decide, I still do believe you must be rewarded for your efforts against the Witch."

"Actually," Queen Iri speaks up with a finger against her cheek. "I'd really like to talk to the hero myself, just for a little bit."

"Oh! Of course, my sweet. You can speak with him all you'd like, of course."

Kailani looks to you and speaks quietly. "Both have equal power here. You realistically only need to convince one of them, unless the other really disagrees enough to cause a scene. Our new queen might seem a little bit... scatterbrained at times, but she does a great job as ruler regardless."

When Queen Iri rises quickly, her huge, shell-covered bosom heaves up and down, helped further by the low gravity of existing within a world of water. Everything floats here, and those are no exception. Her deep aqua hair spreads out from the movement of the water--flowing like waves in the sea at night. Her eyes are striking, even if they aren't composed with the same mighty confidence and wit as someone like Queen Catherine II, and her tight green skin shines through the sparkling clear water which fills the room, helped further by the beautiful magic lamps which provide a bright yet warm glow. "Come," she says with a warm smile and a hand out-stretched.

"What of us?" Snow asks with a hand raised.

She stares for a moment. Then she bonks her knuckles against her own head. "Oopsies! I didn't think about that."

"Ah. Please, take our guests to wait for Kyle Warren's return, Vaddund," the king says.

The same gentleman who escorted you prior nods his head. "Right away, Your Majesty." With a hand on his chest, he looks to Snow, Candy, and Kailani. "Follow me, ladies. We'd prefer you wait in comfort."

"Well, these bikinis are already pretty comfortable, so let's keep it going!" Candy says as she leaps to her feet. "Lead the way. But don't take too long, Kyle."

"They are not bikinis, madame."

It's technically closer to clothing than what the actual merfolk wear.

Snow smiles at you. "Be safe."

"Of course. Thank you," you reply. Then after standing up from your seat, you move towards the queen. "I'm ready to come."