Joseph
**Mikhail Durkhan-Maith
Ostrava, Astoria**

Upon his arrival, Millie was the first to great him. "Good morning to you, Lady Milena." He paused, and continued the greeting upon the two adults who sat at the table as well. "Good morning, Lord and Lady Capell. Thank you for waiting for me, however it wasn't necessary." He took a seat, and thanked the woman who filled his glass with fresh water. He didn't touch it, instead looking to Lord Capell. 

"Lord Capell, I was hoping to find a moment after the market today to ask, but now seems opportune. Would you or the Lady Capell be opposed if I invited Milena to visit Zahrada this afternoon?" He let his gaze move to his wife, offering a small smile. "She spoke so fondly of the gardens here, I know she'd love the ones back home, and would personally like to be the one to assure she sees them."
Karen
**Milena Capell**
**Ostrava, Astoria**

The question took Milena's parents by surprise. They were not expecting the prince to invite their daughter to the capitol with him. They looked at each other then to Millie, who was trying her best to act surprised as well, and not as if the plan were a premeditated one. Lady Capell cleared her throat. "Umm.. Yes. Our daughter is very fond of her little garden project in the courtyard. I see no reason to not permit our daughter to join the prince in his return trip to Zahadra." 

Millie smiled as she took a sip of her own glass of water. She hadn't had any doubt that her parents would not refuse a request from Mikhail. It would have gone against their personage to do so. "I am thankful for and gladly accept your most generous request, your highness. I am sure that the arrangements can be made swiftly." Inwardly, she cringed. She hated having to sound so *Pretentious* During such formal conversations. 

The Lady Capell continued; "I assure you Milena will not cause any trouble to you, *Won't you, Milena?*" A very pointed jab. The glare that went with it was icy enough to freeze hell over, and chilled Milena to the bone. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "No, mother. I will be of no issue during my visit to the capitol." She responded meekly, turning her head to where Mikhail sat, her face flushed of color.
Joseph
**Mikhail Durkhan-Maith
Ostrava, Astoria**

As they spoke, they were served their breakfast. Mikhail gave brief thanks to the woman who placed a plate before him, but just as he had with his water he made no move towards it. He was watching the tight smiles of the Lord and Lady as they accepted his offer, and his brow twitched inward, the same way his mothers did when she noted something odd. 

"Pardon my questioning, but you seem concerned." He noted, "If you're uncomfortable having Millie accompany me and my guard to Zahrada, the invitation extends to a later date as well, if that would be more convenient for you both. I know the offer comes at a short notice, if you'd rather decline-"

"No, your highness." Lady Capell started, an apologetic smile gracing her lips. "Surprised, but not an unwelcome one by any means. We'll just have to spend a little time making sure Milena is _properly_ prepared for travels." Lady Capell shot her daughter another glance, and Mikhail noted how Millies gaze moved to him after the comment, red rising in her cheeks. 

"Wonderful. After the market today we'll return briefly for her things before heading out to Zahrada."