It seemed his words made an impression as it sent Arenor into a pace of the floor. It reminded Niko of watching one those exotic wild cats that came with that caravan the one time and how they stalked their cages all pent up energy.<br/><br/>The man was not wrong, this was his history, and that was the point. Still he watched clasping his hands behind his back shoulders relaxed as the other man continued to speak. Truly Niko wasn't surprised by anything being said. After all these years Niko has seen a lot of atrocities in his position at Court. To Arenor perhaps this seemed truly wicked. These days it was only typical, though Niko did have sympathy for the image of the poor young, scared, pregnant and recently widowed princess and her struggles. If the Gods will it Arenor's heir will know a kinder world than Arenor and Niko himself where such words could bring a sense of shock, not understanding of the torture lived.<br/><br/>Nikolas was a little wary of the small display of power though. Magic was not an open sort of act in these lands anymore. They were only done by those who followed the strict teachings of Athwan under the close eye of the Church. Again this would either make this easier or harder. The common people were devote Athwan followers, many in Court like Niko were not, he followed the old Gods. So he could not say just yet.<br/><br/>A soft sigh escaped Niko as he looked away from the man up to the portraits on the walls there, then he looked back down. "The burden that falls on those who lead well rarely choose the fate that is placed upon them," Niko stated his tone hinting towards understanding.<br/><br/>Unclasping his hands Niko straightened himself out, tugging at his dark purple overcoat more out of a personality tick than need. "I think I understand your standing here now. I will take my leave for now let the both of you rest. I have a team of guards on duty for your protection I trust. I know it will be of little difference to ease your tensions. In the morning I will have a Lady bring you to a personal dining hall where the young Prince can meet my mother, she will be his teacher in all things a growing heir must know. His days could be no safer than with Lady Violet, he will learn alongside my niece and nephew, I believe the twins are his age or close to. And if you are willing I can show and teach you about Lysandria," he offered this olive branch in hopes that Arenor would take it. If he was driven to claim the throne and make this a home from his child then Nikolas would help. Surely a man driven to better his child would be willing to learn how to take the steps to accomplish this task?