The king nods
"Of course..."
Lysandre was very much distracted. An adorable little fluffball of a bluebird is flittering around Lysandre's head, flapping it's wings quietly. It seems like the two are having a hushed argument
Lysander's mother smiles
Queen Genevieve: "Well then, I will leave you to get further acquainted. Thank you, Your Majesties, for graciously hosting my son during this month."
The kingdoms of Liliya and Voiennye had agreed to a one month period where Damien would stay at Liliya so the princes could get to know each other, giving Damien a month to get close enough to Lysandre to kill him. Genevieve squeezes Damien's shoulder as she walks away, murmuring to him
"Do not fail us."
She walks out of the throne room, skirts swishing behind her