As a matter of fact, I do Seneschal. I was just speaking with the Ambassadow - Mister Rutyer, I mean; the head of Diplomacy. Not such any old visiting representative, though I believe the last one left two days ago and that pair of busybodies from Starkhaven isn't due for at least another two days yet.

[Produced from somewhere beneath the edge of the desk - from in her lap, most likely - is a leather bound folio barely in control of its excessive contents thanks to a heavy lashing of a leather string. Wysteria judiciously clears some space on the desk and sets it between them.]

He suggested that I come make my proposal - or rather, our proposal, as he has all but signed off on the whole endeavor already - to you. Simply to verify the figures.