He doesn't swim naked, so he takes the summon anyway.
"You might find them harder to deal with. They change their system of government every several centuries, I can hardly keep up."
"Oh, they don't currently have a head of state. The rulers of each province jointly form a council that oversees matters affecting the exterior of the planet as a whole, and decide their policies by vote. I'm expecting them to notice how inefficient this is sometime in the next few decades and come up with a new, even less efficient system a few decades after that." He pauses. "That was me mocking them for personal amusement; they do seem to be mostly floundering in the direction of a robust and functional government, with a few steps backward every now and then."
He shrugs. "It's not a bad idea in principle, but you have to watch out for the details."
"I suppose you get around a lot of the traditional monarchy pitfalls with the immortality thing."
"Yes. I've been king of Aluvanna longer than any of my subjects has been alive. I fancy I've improved with practice."
"One hopes. Anyway. The cult aliens seem downright friendly. I don't know if they'll want to have extensive diplomatic/academic/etcetera contact with you lot but if they do can you put something together, and how should I go about meeting some Ceirene?"
"That depends. You could just fly out of the planet and say boo, but that might turn out to be a slow and frustrating path. On the other hand, if you allow me to introduce you, you suffer the association of having been introduced by an Aluvai. Perhaps I should have Kyralaine pass you along. Have you met her? You've met her boys, that much I do know."
"She's a Ceirene woman with an utterly brilliant mind who, happily for the future of my country, got it into her head to marry Azair Kevarsin and have brilliant babies together."