☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- Good evening. Celesta Wida Asukan, Minister of Development and Culture.
- Hmm? - Erephir Zostmer, who was standing behind her, carefully examined the guest's stomach. - Hmm? Hmm? Hmmm? Isn't piercing prohibited here?
- This is a special accessory that I am allowed to wear for health reasons, so everything is fine.
- I see. I understand... - Zostmer steps back and shows Beata a photo. - And I am also a kind of piercing master. One of my victims.

- Very... unusual, - Beata commented on the photo. In her opinion, there was clearly too much piercing, but she didn't want to criticize, and her mind was occupied with other things. The Minister of Culture? Here? It must be because of her, right? But they did get permission! She wants to see the program? What if she doesn't like it? What if she starts censoring and removing acts? Beata tried to be careful in her selection, but... to be honest, she had no idea if it would fit the capital's format. Her traveling circus had been touring villages and small towns, and for the past eight years, she had been successfully trying to forget everything she knew about the circus - it's amazing how it resurfaced in her memory so quickly and clearly when the need arose. Apparently, people really don't forget anything... But... now the whole performance is at great risk. She takes a deep breath and lets Erephir take over the conversation as her direct superior. If necessary, she will take over the speech. Giyon notices her tension and puts his hand on her shoulder, as if saying, "It's okay, I'm with you."