James
*He nodded along as he walked forward to the wayshrine with the family that seemed a little too comfortable in its lies for his sake. There was a nest of evil inside each of their hearts - and while he breathed, it was his duty to root out and destroy evil. So it was with these people - these slaving snakes that wore the faces of elves. It would soon be their time for retrubition.*

"You are too kind, Lord Hagred - I am sure if you had a son, he would be most accomplished." *He replied mildly, thinking of the fate of Dalyor. His real son had been banished, his wife and child stolen from him...

 Bellaluna's eyes were windows to her soul. Thankfully, she hadn't picked up the lying habits of her parents...*"~~You've activated my trap card!~~ On the contrary, Lady Solana." *Astalios simply replied to the woman as they reached the wayshrine. He took his footing in front of the entrance for a moment, a genial smile still on his face.*

"I was hoping I could show you and your husband a few rooms that I think suit you in the castle." *At the signal of his hand motions, soldiers of the Royal Guard snapped to attention, filing into the room beside him, pikes and swords drawn. An accomplished abjuration mage followed them, ready to counter any spells sent flying.*

"For example, the dungeons. Your perjury, slavery, and murder makes them an excellent fit for your ilk. I hereby arrest you in the name of the crown, for your many crimes against the people of Alynthi and House Glynfir." *His smile morphed into a stern snarl that only softened for a moment as he turned to Bellaluna.*

"As for you, Lady Bellaluna, you are free to go. Please enter the wayshrine. My sincerest apologies for the trouble tonight - I did not mean to make this an uncomfortable experience for you, but business had to be taken care of."
Jose
Lady Solana and Lord Hagred both stopped in their tracks, turning back as the prince stopped him with their words. Tilting their heads in slight confusion, their eyes both widened as royal guards began to swarm them, weapons drawn. "Wh- what is this?!" Lady Solana spoke out, her husband gripping her arm fearfully. "What is the meaning of this, Prince Astalios?!" Lord Hagred shouted as well. Bellaluna gripped her mother's dress in fear, almost like a small child hiding behind her. "Astalios-" She started, but was cut off by the prince's next words. The mention of slaverly and the Glynfir's though caused both the Lord and Lady's expressions to change to that of a much more sinister tone. "Damn you, Astalios!" One of them called out, a spell forming on the Lord's hands before being diminished by the royal mage.

The two, knowing they had been beat, raised their arms in defeat. The soldiers came forward and clasped their wrists in iron, but not before Lady Solana called out to Bellaluna. "You know what you must do, child! Don't end up like Dalyor, don't betray your family!" As Lady Solana and Lord Hagred were dragged off, Bellaluna looked on in shock, her eyes practically staring through everyone and everything. She most likely hadn't heard anything said by anyone, as her face turned pale.
James
"Lady Bellaluna." *Astalios spoke gently to her.* "Your brother was most concerned about you. You cannot believe the relief he felt when I told him that Viessa still lived, and that his child was not dead. I imagine he will be just as relieved to see that you are safe and sound. As a matter of fact, I believe I met your niece tonight, and I cannot help but think of the joy of his meeting her."

*He waited for her, hoping she was all right. If she was in such shock, there were few things that could really snap a person out of it save for family and people they cared about. To arrest her parents with her right there might also have been slightly traumatic, but Astalios was well accustomed to such things as shock, and he did not often consider the social implications of seeing your parents, horrible as they are, arrested.*

"Are you all right, my lady?" *He asked, concerned about the experience for her. It might have pushed her over some edge...*
Jose
"I-.." Bellaluna stuttered, tears forming in her eyes. After a few moments of silence, she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around the prince's neck as she embraced him pitifully. All walls pertaining to the proper way to act around a royal seemingly dropped; this was nothing nothing more than a little girl crying in the arms of a man she saw as her hero. She began to sob, and after many minutes of her crying she finally collected herself. "I- I can't think you enough. They were- were monsters. They killed so many, they almost killed Dalyor I-" Bellaluna stood, wiping her eyes as she did so. "Her last words they- she wanted me to do away with one of our maids."

Bellaluna bowed her head in apology before continuing, "My mother, Lady Solana she put a spell on one of the Glynfir's, their daughter, Viessa. She and Dalyor had a child with one another, and shortly after she cursed her to look old and gray, along with stealing away their daughter. I was meant to- to kill them or have them be killed should anything happen to my mother or father. I-" Bellaluna stopped herself for a moment, shaking her head at the prince. "I could never..."
James
*He embraced her steadily enough, holding her there for a few moments. She had been through enough for one day - and a breach in decorum was not going to kill anyone. There was no need to rush now - the trap had already been sprung, her parents taken to the jails, and the prospect of Viessa's death had been averted. He had been guessing for a while that the amulet he had taken from the chest was related to the woman being Viessa. It seemed that now, his suspicions had been confirmed, and he was vindicated for his thoughts. 

Gently, he guided her off of him, then listened to the story of what she was supposed to do. It seemed much like the Agarvarans to do such a thing.* "Rejoice, Bellaluna. During the ball, when I was supposed to be preparing for my speech, I took the wayshrine to your manor disguised as your mother. I entered the records room, took cold and hard proof of their monstrosity, and also took a purple amulet that I believe contains the curse on Viessa. With any luck, you should see her restored, your brother once again at Lerwick Manor, and be attending a wedding relatively soon." 

*A smile cracked across his face as he revealed to her the solution he had come up with.* "Though Dalyor's claim has been legally broken off by the Agarvarans, their status as criminals allows me to seize their property for the crown when they are convicted - and make no mistake, the judge deciding their fate is none other than myself. I can give my property to a certain man, who, if he wishes to marry Viessa Glynfir, will have the strongest claim to being Lord of Lerwick that anyone can muster."
Jose
"You.. You disguised yourself as my mother?" Bellaluna couldn't help but let out a gentle chuckle. The lengths the prince had gone to put them behind bars was crazy, but it simply showed how much Astalios cared about his people. Bellaluna nodded her head, "I understand. Thank you, your majesty. Thank you so much." Bellaluna offered a mournful smile, though there was a slight sparkle back in her eye once more. "Do you wish for me to send Viessa and her child through the wayshrine here?" Bellaluna peered over to the wayshrine, unsure how to face those in the household with this revelation and news.
James
"Yes, well, I had thought that an intimidating glare would save me from any questioning. No one would dare to interrupt Lady Solana, would they? No, I thought it was a good ruse, and it turns out that I was right." *He shrugged, his actions speaking for themselves for the moment. As for the prospect of Viessa and her child meeting him - well, they already had, in a manner of speaking, but he thought it best to have Dalyor visit them first. In this, they were better off meeting the man that had so wanted to meet them than the one who had arrested the people the child thought were here parents.*

"I will have Dalyor return to the manor instead. I would like for your reunion to be a private one. Afterward, I will summon you all again for the commencement of the trial, but for now, give thanks, be well, and begin to heal. It is all I can ask of you. All things considered, you have been very lucky that a vigilante in the Greenheart Woods was such an unpleasant person."*He remarked, turning on his heel and heading back to the royal quarters.*