Castle

[Tifa Lockhart]

Stephan sighed.
"Do pardon my sister she's been touchy today." The prince raised a hand to his still red and swollen neck.
"Would you like a look around or would you rather just.... i dunno." He shrugged, trying his hardest to be friendly.
Oh do dry up sister, he seems a nice enough guy, you could be marrying a real fetcher instead you know.

[Cloud Strife]

The prince was officially....depressed. A sigh came forth before lifting a hand and scratching behind his head awkwardly. "No, I hate to trouble you. I guess I'll just go. I'm not welcome here apparently. Do give your dear sister my best regards. Also...could you please tell her that I, too, am not for this arrangement? Better yet," He trailed off before flashing Stephan a grin. "I do believe I'll take you up on your...proposal...of a tour. I'd like to speak to your sister in private. And before you object, let it be known that no harm shall befall her!" He waved his hands in front of him, knowing full well that he'd be reluctant to allow such a meeting.

Meanwhile, Shikir had nodded and began a recount of what had happened that day. He started with the upset prince, which led to the assassination attempt, etc etc. (I feel lazy. xD I'm not going into detail on that convo. xDDD Sorry.) "As you can see, Your Majesty, this day has been..tiresome...Hm..perhaps I should go check on our guest?" He inquired. He hoped Stephan and Tarsha were being hospitable...

[Tifa Lockhart]

Stephan shrugged.
"Alright. C'mon then."
He wants to speak with you. And i'm gonna let him. Meet me in the library. He said bluntly to his sister.
"To the library first then" He said, gesturing for the prince to follow him.

[Cloud Strife]

A nod followed before he began following Stephan. "This place is beautiful, Prince Stephan. Um...I hate to sound too..informal, but do you mind if I merely call you Stephan? You may call me Kaabel if you wish." A pleasant smile was upon his facial features as he asked this question; hoping that he wouldn't be shot down. All he really wanted was to make peace with these people. He wanted friends outside of the castle...and what better people to befriend than the soon-to-be bride and her brother?

[Sparkles]

Tarsha gritted her teeth, although Stephan wouldn't hear it, Why was he being so un-like himself suddenly?... ... 'why are you forcing this? ...Are you planning on calling Lartonia for help? If you are then i suggest you stop it because if not then i do not HAVE TO MARRY HIM!' she practically screamed but began to head toward the library anyway. She was quick to reach it as she was currently closer.
The llibrary was huge and she decided to sit up the back, behind a pile of books. Stephan would know why she was here but Kaabel would probably think she';d just walked here. It'd be on Stephan's good side to stick clear of her if he was sane; but she did sort of wish to speak with Kaabel also anyway.

[Tifa Lockhart]

"That's fine with me Kaabel." Stephan said, pushing open the double doors to the library.
I'm not saying I'm going to ask for help. But if something happens and we cant defend ourselves then unfortunately a deal is a deal, so just in case you should perhaps try a new concept called DIPLOMACY it's something rulers NEED. Again this was rather blunt... wow that death scare really had shocked the prince into ruler mode >.<

[Sparkles]

Tarsha remained quiet and pretended like she was reading a book. She was reading a few of the words, but most of them were blured by the water buildup in her eyes which she blinked out as fast as possible and into the ink on the pages before turning over to the next.

[Cloud Strife]

Kaabel merely followed after Stephan, keeping an eye on where he was going, smiling gently at all of the servents and maids as he passed them. Soon enough, they came to the doors to library in which Stephan had already pushed open. The room was gargantuan; shelves upon shelves of literature that ranged from extremely rare to aggrivatingly common. Kaabel loved it. "Wow. This place is gorgeous. I wish our library was this large. Unfortunately it isn't one of the 'important' rooms in our castle. My father finds that I am too...insistant...when it comes to reading. I believe the term is too 'geeky'." A sigh escaped him as he ran a hand along the spines of the books on a nearby shelf.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Stephan didn't think before he spoke, but hopefully it would not come as an insult.
"One would say your fathers country values weapons of steel more highly then a paper book. Our culture revolves around knowledge, yours around bloodshed... to an extent."
He noticed Tarsha at a nearby table.
"She's over there, you'd better approach her alone, she's in a bit of a sad with me right now."

[Tifa Lockhart]

A nurse knocked and entered the kings room, carrying a tray of assorted medicines for the king. Seems they were still trying. They hadn't told the king and his children things looked grim. The medical staff had kept that for themselves, not wanting to alert the royals, or anyone in the kingdom for that matter, the the extremely suspicious circumstances of the kings illness. The castle staff concocted conspiracy theory after conspiracy theory, trying to explain why the queen would disappear and the king get ill. The most popular was that the queen was kidnapped and killed some time ago, and that an imposter poisoned the king and then fled... the nurse didn't believe it, but the kingdom position was still worrying.
"Pardon me sirs." She said, walking quickly to the bed and placing the medicines on the table for the king.
"Dont forget to take these sire." She then left a glass and pitcher of water and left.

[Cloud Strife]

Kaabel glanced to Stephan for a moment, slightly taken aback at his words. "Yes well...I do believe you are correct. Throughout the kingdom of Lartonia, my father is somewhat feared...however, he is well respected. He comes across as harsh, but he is quite fair. Unfortunately, I am not nearly intuned to the battle oriented ways of my father. He...is displeased with me in that regard." He paused to glance at the prince, emitting a sigh of sorts. "And yes...I believe that it may be for the best...I wish to speak with her alone, anyways. I hope you do not mind.." He emit before bowing slightly and padding towards her softly. "Princess...? I hope I am not intruding on your studies...but.." He paused, motioning towards a vacant seat. "Is this seat taken?" A smile was upon his face, trying to be as polite and sincere as possible.

[Sparkles]

Tarsha glanced up from her book and shook her head a bit before looking back down and turning the page. Her face wasn't harsh; she didn't feel like being mad after what Stephan had said. It had hurt.

Dyrnwyn [sp?] nodded to the nurse, "Thankyou" he tried to smile and took hold of a small capsule next to his bed and sipped it down. When finished he would place it back on the tray and turn to Shikir, "My children must come to me in their own time" he grimaced, "Shikir... look after them won't you" he said this solemly while staring at Shikir, feeling defeated.

[Sparkles]

Sarabi walked along, cleaning up the palace for the rest of the day until it was time to go and she left to go get her son.

[little lift up to help : the father that left was one of those armour dudes. She won't let them take her son as they don't know about him...k ^^]
[gone to kingdom grounds]

[Sparkles]

Lyola was interviened by one of the guards on duty as she came closer to the castle, "Why are you here ma'am?" he asked kindly, she smiled, "I'm here to sign up for citizenship" she said with as much confidence as she could muster in her voice.

[Cloud Strife]

Kaabel gave her another smile before taking a seat, folding his hands on the table, and glancing at the book she was supposedly reading. "Ah, I've read that one. It's well written...and I enjoy the plotline. What about you?" Small talk. First step to conversation, and second step to possible friendship. >>;

Shikir watched as the King took the capsule; a solumn expression upon his face. Talk about depressing with a capital D. "Of course, Your Majesty. It is what I am here for. Doing as you order and ask of me. After all, I love them as if they were my own. I've no children after all.." He emit while bowing slightly to accentuate his statement, a grim smile on his face; a simple line that stated his want for a wife and children of his own. He found that anyone whom had a loving family was very fortunate..even if they were the poorest of the poor. They still had each other. Shikir? He had nobody but his sister...not that that was a bad thing. He still felt lonely, though.