You decide to visit your son's wedding along with your family.
975 AD, One Week Later
The grandiose ceremony sure attracts lots of people. There's many Damdamians, also; they're proud to exhibit their colors, banners and armament, as many of southern guests seem to be politicians or officers. Your family gets acquitained to some and exposed to otherwise relatively unknown southern customs and clothings.
You catch up with your son's policies and plans; apparently he decided to tie a closer relationship with the Damdamians and use them to fend off potential Khanate invasion, because a non-invading nomad is not a nomad at all, or so he believes.
His people also work closely with Damdamians; seems that lately the mercantile and less theocratic parties of the Senate has been in power, stealing the reins from traditionalist, religious groups that were mostly in power for last two centuries.
People of Lametania are content for now, but it seems that amongst local nobility there is some disdain for both a northern King and a southernly Queen. Speaking of the Queen, you are introduced to her - it's a feisty, beautiful girl and you wonder just who will be barking orders in this household.
Then the talk goes into matters of trade and business...
"Also, they seem to be using this material called 'glass', father. Beautiful, if fragile, objects are made of it, and they come in blue and green and yellow colors. Damdamians seek natural gemstones, so mayhaps you would be interested in a trade agreement with
England Damdamian Republic with us as proxies? I would keep the tax at minimum."
A) "No, thank you."
B) "I only have malachite stones and in small quantities. Would that suffice?"
C) "Well, *I* don't have many jewels... but I happen to know who has some quite profitable mines. This will take a bit of time though."