She brings Rian, Orochimaru, and an honor guard consisting of her own samurai with her to the summit. It's in Fire, on that daimyo's home turf. A disadvantage for her, especially if Konoha has grown treacherous, but one she's willing to weather.
She learned mere hours before her departure that the Wind daimyo and his retinue will be in attendance as well. Another new person, the last daimyo's nephew.
This will certainly be an interesting meeting.
She's made to wait when they arrive. She settles in, sitting perfectly still, not chattering with her guards. She notes even the young Rian doing the same. Good.
When she's finally allowed to enter the grand receiving room, the Fire and Wind daimyo are already there with their retinues. She half-bows, says, "Shingen-dono, Torasuke-dono. It is my pleasure to meet you." The Fire daimyo, Madoka Shingen, is reportedly weak-willed, easily led by his advisers, though given the surprise appointment of Utatane Yasumi to Hokage, perhaps he has some cunning hidden under that. The new Wind daimyo, Kousa Torasuke, is an unknown. He seems severe, entirely unlike his reportedly hedonistic uncle, but time will tell.
The Fifth Hokage and a figure Kyoku recognizes as Nara Shikaku, jounin commander of Konoha, flank the Fire daimyo, while Torasuke has only a Suna elder, the Suna jounin commander, and a blonde teenaged girl who Kyoku identifies as the late Fourth Kazekage's daughter after a moment. Interesting.
"The pleasure is ours, Kyoku-dono," Shingen says, waving his hand dismissively. Torasuke mutters something to the same effect. There's a round of pleasantries, then: "Of course, all this aside, there remains the issue of the recent hostilities between our three nations."
She inclines her head. "So it does. I assure you such an action will not occur again. Unfortunately, the instigators are no longer with us. My father died rather tragically, and Orochimaru as you must know resonated quite recently." Of course, that was before the 'hostilities' against Konoha, but the truth is for the historians to argue over. Politics can be rather more malleable.
Shingen frowns. "I am sympathetic to your loss," he says, "But reparations must be made."
"Our nation is poor, grown poorer with my father's mismanagement," she says, voice frank. "What reparations could we give, that would not be snatching rice from the mouths of babes?" (Torasuke isn't quite as good at hiding the way he rolls his eyes as he should be.)
"Certainly a compromise could be reached," Shingen replies, looking discomfited.