Harry
"Bah, I have better things to do than watch some racist noble heads roll anyways." Roesia rolled her eyes, the statement both coming from a place of anger, but also a way to joke about the grim subject. She was only glad the entire thing was almost over, but another question soon popped into her head. "With this being such a massive operation would it be too bold to assume there are smaller ones just like it? And what of the suppliers, you said the slaves were from other kingdoms or territories? I'm unsure how the protocol or law would work for them." A bit of her noble background was peering out in her sentences but she didn't realize it. She seemed anxious to know how the prince or the royal family as a whole would stop the slave trade coming in to Alynthi.

Perhaps the prince hadn't thought of that just yet however? Though, the short time Roesia's come to know Astalios, she highly doubted that. He was very good at covering all of his tracks, especially when it pertained to the well-being of others. There was a sense of curiosity to all of her words, almost as if she wished to be more involved in the entire situation. Roesia would never outwardly ask, nor would she truly allow herself to do so. Plus, a peasant getting involved with royal or even kingdom to kingdom affairs was a very, *Very* Far stretch. "I can't say I know much about Dasvaz, but Gantrick is pretty public about its slavery. I'm assuming that's where they came from then?"
Glen
"Of course. Many pastimes are much more uplifting than executions." *He nodded, a solemn expression upon his face.* "There were smaller operations near the border, but I have set my men to strengthen if immediately following my discovery. Sneaking anyone in or out is going to be much harder than the last decade has been. I have also dispatched letters to Dazvaz and Gantrick explaining the situation in Lerwick. As for the suppliers, legally I cannot punish them, as in their countries, slavery is not illegal. However, as they were sold into custody here in Alynthi, they have been set free in Alynthi, and given citizenship. They are as any commoner would be."

*There was much work to be done, but he had at least tried to make a go of it. The debacle was a deep wound in the nation's perception of the nobility, and if he could patch it up by doing what was right, he would strive to do so. Time, he hoped, would return the favor of the affected people, if only through gestures of trust and preventative measures - there would be no next time.*

"They came from both Dazvaz and Gantrick. If I could try the slavers for their crimes, I would. But they are not considered criminals in their respective countries, and to change that particular situation would mean going to see King Alyus, and asking him to conform his law to our standards. I believe I cannot give my support to that notion - not only am I presuming to become a moral authority over another nation, I am in his eyes making a sanctimonious demand, violating his sovereignty. Things are bad enough as they are." *He sighed, a small bit tired from the whole ordeal. It wasn't the physical action that ever really tired him - it was the mental strain.*
Harry
"Hm, I see. If you've done all you could have there's no sense in pondering over bigger issues then." Roesia shrugged. Sure, she would love to see the slavers tried for their crimes, but as Astalios said, they aren't crimes in the other kingdoms. Its normal to own and trade and buy and sell slaves in those places. Nasty business, all of it. Shuddering all those thoughts out of her head, Roesia let out a gentle sigh. All this talk of slavery had quite frankly exhausted the poor ranger's brain. Hoping to change the subject, she raised an eyebrow Astalios's way. "Well, how goes things outside of the world of slave trade then? I don't suppose you've had much time to hone your hunting skills, what with all this drama as of late."

Hopefully being done with the news of Lerwick, Roesia made her way to the entrance of the stall, tapping gently on the guard's armor to allow them through. The bright sun above them was a bit overbearing, but it would only take seconds to adjust to it. Roesia turned to wait for the prince to follow, as well as hear his answer on how he's been since they last met. Truth be told, it was a bit strange to befriend a prince, being as lowly as Roesia was. She didn't even have a home, as she lived in the woods of the Greenheart. It was all a bit otherworldly, but it wasn't anything she wished to change. In fact, Roesia quite enjoyed his company.
Glen
"Indeed. It pains me to say I cannot do more, but when that becomes the truth, there is naught but to move on and do good elsewhere." *He was quite pleased to move off the subject of the slave trade, then, when she asked about his hunting skills. He hadn't hunted game in some time, but there was the one trip into the woods for a deer. Besides their particular event, with Richard, he had been mostly hunting men up until the point where he had talked to her.*

"I believe that my hunting skills are still as unrefined as when you last left them, Miss Vuldrey. There have regrettably not been many days that have allowed me to take a hunting trip in the time of trial proceedings - though I have much desired to take one, considering the ruckus that the castle has been in after the ball." *The marriage announcement was a troublesome thing, but it had to happen some time or another. It was fate. And a way to deal with the Agarvarans by hooking them in. It was well planned, but the aftermath had been quite... Irritating at times. Many young women of the court came on far too strong. He followed her into the sunlight, shaded his eyes with his hand for a moment.*

"I have, however, killed a gigantic lizard that was accosting one of my knights's sister, and had many other adventures besides. The only time I have set foot back in the woods was very briefly, and I managed to bring down a deer. I believe I am still cheating, however."
Harry
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Roesia shook her head, scolding the prince at the mention of cheating. It was playful of course, but she was frowning nonetheless. "We need to get you a bow and teach you how to shoot it *Without* Magic." A smile soon overtook her frown, followed by a quiet bout of giggling toward the prince. While she didn't know what ruckus he could be speaking of, even if she half-elf did know of the marriage announcement, she wouldn't care either way. Perhaps congratulate him, but if he shared his disdain over the entire thing, Roesia probably wouldn't try to speak about it. Marriage, especially noble or royal marriage, could sometimes be messy, and even more often than that, without love. Marriage arrangements were a very common thing across kingdoms. It was a simple fact.

"You just sound like you could use a bit of a break from the royal life, hm?" Eyeing the guards a bit, she then looked to Astalios with a shrug. "You know me, I'm always up for a bit of hunting. Well, it is my livelihood so I sort of have to, but.." Roesia frowned at the thought. Surely she sounded a bit silly at the mention of it, but oh well. If the prince wished to practice his hunting skills, she'd be more than happy to oblige. However, she'd no longer allow him to cheat if he wished to join her in hunting. "No more cheating however, that's my one prerequisite. Using a bow isn't so hard anyways. I bet you even having a training yard in your castle don't you?" Was Roesia possibly inviting herself in to help the prince train? Maybe.

Would it work? *Possibly.* It all depended one what Astalios wished to do, but it'd be better to practice with a bow and arrow on a still target rather than a potentially moving one.
Glen
"Well, Miss Vuldrey, I'm sure you can *Try* To teach me to shoot it without magic, but I have to mention that arrowheads are made of steel. It would be in effect the same as throwing my dagger - really, cheating is all around us." *He joked, taking note of the way she laughed about the thought of training him. There was always something about it - he hoped that she wasn't simply around him for the experience of royalty.* 

"A break from royal life would be excellent indeed, but there is more to it than just leaving. I do, however, have a few days with moderate free time at the moment. And hunting trips do seem very attractive." *He considered, walking along with her as he listened to the jests and offers of the woman.*

"If using a bow is not a terribly hard endeavor, then perhaps I might take that offer. No cheating, and your guidance? I have no doubt there is a good chance I may not be horrible after a few iterations." *There was a practice yard, but there was not a dedicated yard in the castle. Instead, the barracks had hosted an archery yard.*

"The barracks could be good for practice, if you're willing to drag me along."