Even Empires need to get away from it all

[diosorogloria]

He hardly hears the sound of the sea fade from beyond his wide open window. No, he is far too occupied in his quiet musings and the little feast laid out before him. Succulent ham, fresh cheese, juicy olives, excellent sherry--what more can an Empire want

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[le_francaise]

[Have two hands creep up from behind and cover his eyes.]

You seem to be enjoying yourself, Espagne..

[diosorogloria]

[That voice. A smile curves Spain's lips and he chuckles softly. Politically, he's not that happy with France, but well. This is France]

Am I that obvious, Francia?

[le_francaise]

[He's a little shaky as well at this point with Spain, but...He is France.]

I think in moments like these, it is better to share it amongst friends.

[He uncovers his eyes and conveniently finds a seat aside the Empire.]

[diosorogloria]

[Spain laughs at the emphasis on the word, flashing the other an amused smile]

Indeed you're right...

[What is war and conflict between Nations? It's just how they get along sometimes]

[le_francaise]

So what is your reason for not properly inviting me? [He'll help himself to some sherry, merci.]

And what is that smiling for? [He returns the smile however, and offers him a glass of the wine.]

[diosorogloria]

He'll let you have some. He appreciates how you take what you want]

I didn't know you were around.

[And he will accept what you offer as he tilts his head] I cannot smile for no reason, old friend?

[le_francaise]

[France is past inquiring formalities with Spain.]

Moi? Not around? Your head is in the clouds again, mon ami.

[He crosses his legs and sips tentatively at the sherry... not bad.] Not that you don't always, but it feels as if that smile of yours wants to tell me something.

[diosorogloria]

Ah, perhaps. [It's not an unlikely possibility]

[He also tastes a bit of your wine. Of course it tastes good. For French wine. Then he contemplates on what to tell his oldest friend]

...I don't really know what to tell you.