Salem is rather easy on the eyes himself, Korrin can give him that, but she'd still prefer the Orlesians to mind their own damned business.

"They probably wouldn't be swayed by me, but perhaps a word to our ambassador would do it? At least if she gets them rubbing elbows with their own kind, they'll be useful. If they have to play that damned Game, they can do it somewhere else."

Korrin glances around the main hall as she makes her way over to the the stairs to the side, leading up to the balcony. "It's already looking much better. You should have seen it when we first arrived. It was a mess, rubble everywhere. At least now, you can recognize it for what it should be, when the scaffolding is gone."