[ Dimitri takes the hour to putter around his house and prepare for a guest. A touch of cleaning, splash some water on his face, make sure his hair is tied back and out of the way... and prepare some tea and some snacks, just in case.

The door opens to present the young king; he's dressed down in high-waisted trousers and a flowing cream-colored shirt. He examines her for a moment and then smiles, beckoning her inside. ]

Welcome, welcome. You must be Kiritsubo! Please, come in. Would you like anything to drink? I'm afraid I can only offer water or tea...

[ Inside there's a small sitting room-slash-studu, a dining area with a table and a few chairs, a small kitchen and what must be a bedroom and a bathroom. ]