Tansen shot his brother an evil look then went back to the king. He had few memories of the time the king talked about. Everything back then seemed so different. It was before everything that made him who he was. It was before the war. Tansen shook his head, as the kings leathery skin touched his, "I have no idea what you mean sir. We are here to talk peace are we not? Why do you speak of meetings from the past?" He knew the man and his father were not the best of friends so he let the fact that he insulated him slide, with little more then a grimace upon his face.<br/><br/>Deston smiled back seeing the king take the news rather well. He had no idea why his brother was mad at him. If anyone were to know about the marriage surely it would be the king. But he to sat there wondering what it was the king was getting at, it made little sense to even him how the princes would affect the treaty now.