Ranuk's eyes followed after the youngest prince, his icy gaze steady and assessing as the dark elf reached for his sister, the only one to do so. He was also the most reluctant to leave her behind, lingering the longest until he couldnt anymore. He was to be Ranuk's newest husband, this soft creature that showed his tenderness when the others did not. Of course Ranuk knew that he would be the one to marry the dark elf. He was the only demon capable of protecting such a valuable asset, the only one with the skill and strength and clout to his name to keep the lesser demons from trying their hands at raising their station or exacting their personal revenge. He was also the only male Minas trusted implicitly, even over her own husbands.<br/><br/>Ranuk's focus seemed to follow the young prince after that, landing on the elf's back as they walked through the castle once more. They ended up at a very official looking chamber, richly decorated with murals, no doubt of their legends and conquests. Ranuk's nose picked up on the scent of fresh paint. He snorted at the censure of it. Regardless of hurt feelings, the dark elves had been the victor. They were right to boast their success in their own home, stolen as it may be. At least that was Ranuk's opinion, Minas might have leveled the walls if she saw a depiction of her beloved Unak being slain.<br/><br/>Minas primly took her seat while the serpent man sat at her left. He pulled out his own set of scrolls, binding contracts that would hold the demons accountable should the princess die of her illness or if any harm should befall the dark elf prince while in their mandated care, Minas' seal already stamped upon the papers. Ranuk and Goshnar again stood behind her, great statues of immovable flesh.<br/><br/>Minas delicately picked up the offered scroll, quickly perusing the main points before handing it to the serpent. He placed a pair of bifocals on his scaely snout and began to scan the document with more scrutiny, his forked tongue occasionally flickering from his mouth.<br/><br/>"Here are our garuntees," Minas said as she pushed forward the papers.<br/><br/>They also held details of Sharia's continued care, listing all the conditions Illisun needed to bring her back to full health. The frog would have to stay at least two years to reverse all of the ill affects of the disease, as the princess had been an advanced case. He would need his assistant, the turtle demon, and two guards for protection. It went on listing the food and lodging requirements as well as personal freedoms, e.g. Illisun needing uninhibited access to clean pools of water and so forth.<br/><br/>There were more papers full of legal jargon restricting the elf's access to the medicines provided, forbidding them from tampering, learning, replicating, or distributing the formula for their own use. It would make the elves entirely reliant on the demons for the cure. The contract would create a tremendous power imbalance, brazenly snuck in between Tamlin's lodging details in hopes that it would be signed without much scrutiny.