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"So, what does the letter say?" enquired Prime Minister Colston who was busity petting the dog which had been brought into his office but moments earlier.

"We have no clue sir." Foreign Minister Daniel Taylor relpied, holding the note which had been attached to the dog's collar. "There is nobody on staff who can read Japanese/Wakokan and the poor woman who was sent with the dog can bearly speak Narundan and is unable to translate. Something about 'being fucked' but we have no idea what they could mean by that. Maybe they are saying there will be consequences if the dog is mistreated?"

"Those Wakokan's are a strange people arent they. They do have lovely dogs though." Arnold didn't look up at Taylor as he was too distracted patting the dog which had rolled over on its back for a stomach rub. "In any case, get the woman lodgings in the diplomatic quarters and some language lessons. I'll be keeping the dog."

"At once sir."