"Cero, welcome." The Prime Minister gestured towards the seat on the other end of the table. "Would you like to eat something? Having meetings secretly does have that additional advantage."
They were meeting in a luxurious hotel room.
"I hope this is important." Cero said with a sigh before taking a seat. "You're taking me away when I'm already leaving in less than twenty-four hours."
"Haha, sorry about that." The Prime Minister nodded with a slight smile. "I won't take too much of your time, but this is important. We need to discuss how the Banquet will go for you. I also need to brief you on the mission you'll be going on."
"I'm not going on a mission." Cero scratched his nose. He didn't want to come off as rude or impolite, but it was an important distinction that needed to be made. Cero wasn't a Soldier of Wor or anything of the sort. "I'm just accompanying a friend."
"I know, I know. Still, we want everything to go well. Go on, order something."
