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Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa reached and grabbed at Tamara's shoulder. "Hold on, just wait a moment would you? I just want to explain what I meant. Running off like that... You're pretty decent at it. Should put you in a suit of armor so you can show some of the men what for during their training but besides that."

He took a deep breath as he waited for her to turn, the hand on her shoulder being removed as he looked at the castle gates. "Sorry, I didn't mean for what I said to make you upset. That wasn't my intention." His breathing was controlled for the short run they had gone on back up to the castle. "Can I explain what I mean at least?"

Prince Tousa of Darinest

"Well, first and foremost I must apologize for making you think that. It isn't what I meant at all." Tousa stated. "It's the idea of arranged marriages in and of themselves, not the people involved in them. The reason why I dislike them has nothing to do with you I swear. It's just that they don't take what the individuals want into account." He gave a lame smile. "For instance, for us as individuals the idea that maybe I don't like wearing clothing to bed might upset and frustrate you to no end. Just as an example. Rather than our individual quirks deciding who are partner is we instead have to marry by blood and family. It just seems wrong to me because it doesn't take our feelings and thoughts into account."

Tousa moved to hold one of Tamara's hands in his own. "I am sure you will make a lovely wife. I just wish I would have met you naturally and gone through learning about you first before our marriage rather than being married and then having to learn about you. Including having gone through any potential arguments that might come up. I'd much rather you speak up about things on your mind and if you disagree than just follow silently. Same goes with anyone else. I'd much rather face harsh truths than sweet lies."

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa smiled at her, unsure of what to do for a moment. Then, he offered his hand to the young Princess. "I can agree to that idea. Though for now, allow me to escort you back to your room safely before I go to my own. Sound fair?" Tousa didn't really have the heart to tell the young woman that he still wanted to pursue Anja even if it meant going against everything that had already been arranged. He didn't like this structural binding that he once might have accepted. It was difficult to understand that idea in his own head. He was actually agreeing with Anja about how humans we're so silly about how they thought.

Prince Tousa of Darinest

Tousa helped the woman up, making sure to keep a hold of her hand just in case she was about to fall back down. "Hmm, then I suppose I should tell you something about myself as well." He tried to think of something funny to tell his future wife, just so she had something good to remember about the evening rather than him crying, getting into a fight and telling her that he wasn't much in love with the idea of arranged marriages. He walked the halls in silence as he continued to think, leading the princess to her room via a servant showing him the way.

He then leaned over to half whisper in a joking fashion. "I have two left feet when it comes to dancing." He gave a smile and a chuckle. "I will stumble and fall every time, so if you enjoy dancing you have been warned of the peril it comes with." They then slowed in front of a door and Tousa motioned to it with his free hand. "Well, here we are Princess Tamara. You're chambers."

Prince Tousa of Darinest & Prince Zavia

Tousa gave a small bow back. "Goodnight Princess Tamara, sleep well." He waited until the door was shut before pulling himself straight and moving to go down the hallway. His mind was already going a million miles a minute as he tried to figure out a plan to fix all of this. His room was soon around him and then he was outside on its balcony. It was as if he was on auto-pilot while he thought, his body going through the motions of where it wanted to go. The window was shut slowly and then he went to hang off the edge of it, looking around for the next place his hands would find purchase.

It moved, pushing him off the balcony to the little ledge he would use to hang across, slowly carrying him across to the place he knew Anja was staying. It was slow and steady, ensuring he wouldn't fall and hit the ground below. It was certainly daring what he was doing, but that was the sort of action that Anja had roused within him. Dangerous, stupid, but exciting ideas that might just work. The final stretch was there and he pushed off the ledge that his feet were against and his hands barely grabbed the small barricade around her rooms balcony and he hung onto it for a moment as the momentum swung him back and forth. Once he was stable he pulled himself up with a tiny grunt over the ledge and landed on the balcony with a bit of a sigh escaping him. A hand then reached up and gently tapped on the window.

Meanwhile in Tamara's room Prince Zavia sat on the bed, looking at the door where she had just come in. He stood slowly, clearing his throat before speaking. "Oh sister~. I do so hope you have a moment to talk to your loving and sweet older brother because he wishes to talk to you~." His feet were already carrying him towards the Princess.

Prince Tousa of Darinest & Prince Zavia

Tousa began to walk through the window only to be hit in the gut by some round stone object. He let out a groan and stepped the rest of the way in and past the curtains holding up a hand as he let out a wheeze for air. "H-Hold on." He muttered breathlessly, still trying to gain the wind that had just been crushingly knocked out of him. After a moment of gain his breath, he spoke in a near whisper. "That really hurt you a*****e."

Zavia continued the steps closer until he was circling around the smaller woman that was his sister. "How I am is not important is it? I hope you and the prince had a wonderful time out in that disgusting place of a city. Did the riff-raff enjoy the sights as well of a half breed prince and his new companion?" The brother sneered. "You know how much depends on this marriage to be successful, don't you? Or perhaps you need a small reminder of what is on the line for you if you fail to completely enrapture the Prince?"

Prince Tousa of Darinest & Prince Zavia

Tousa let out a pained chuckle at the idea of thinking of him as a killer. "Better this than walk through the front door... Then both of our lives would've been forfeit." He murmured. There was certainly a bruise forming already where she had smacked him in the stomach. Luckily nothing was poking out at any strange angles so she probably avoided breaking anything this time. He just sat on the bed looking at her.

"Anja I..." He started and then looked at the floor. Now he was getting cold feet. "I didn't come here just to let you undress me you know." He tried to playfully point out to her. Even that wasn't a fully committed joke. Tousa was actually having trouble with words right now and he didn't feel it necessarily appropriate to just do what he wanted without context. "Have they been treating you right?" Tousa asked in a murmur, glancing up at Anja, eyes filled with worry.

Zavia let out a snarl and quickly grabbed Tamara's hair, gathering it in his fingers and yanking on it so she would step back towards him. "This kingdom is on the brink of ruin, if we're going to salvage anything from it, we do not have that time you speak of. I've already set some motions in plan in the court. Now I have to ride with you, that she-wolf and Prince Tousa just to deliver that mutt back to her people. By the time we get back I expect you to have gotten some form of progress done. Do I make myself clear my worthless little sister?"