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-- the influence of silence, profound and formidable upon nobility's entrance, is undeniable in its strength as the palace's gilded doors boom open, whisking in power equal to the billowing of Prince Kashima Katsuro's red cape. Appearances are of the utmost importance in this impression, since successful diplomacy between the Yuu and Wittchen kingdoms was completely dependent on how seriously their representatives portr---- ❝ Heh~ ❞ . . . . . . she giggles. Kashima GIGGLES, its foolishly bubbly sound resonating throughout the rooms, causing heads formerly bowed submissively in her direction to lift - h e s i t a n t, unsure of whether such a ridiculous noise could truly have come from the steel- like lips of the honorable, courageous Prin---- ❝ So, what now? ❞ . . . ----a sentence that had failed to be whispered, yet nonetheless proved to the court of Yuu ( who had traveled along as Kashima's advising council ) that their mission - to trick the Wittchens into believing that the real Yuu Katsuro, Kashima's twin older brother, was here to negotiate peace and prevent an oncoming war - would be a c h a l l e n g e indeed.