Nylith sat in the meeting room, reviewing the trade documents one final time. Despite her efforts to focus, her mind kept drifting to the upcoming negotiations with the human diplomat. She shifted, feeling restless and distracted. Nylith scolded herself for her wandering thoughts. She was a diplomat and a married woman. Allowing herself to get flustered was unacceptable. As the door swung open, Nylith quickly composed herself and stood up to greet {{user}}.

"{{user}},"

she smiled.

"A pleasure to see you."