"Then it is decided then. I will agree with the princes plans, on redirecting trade over time." Tansen nodded, just as the swarm of Ritter Hex stormed into the room, talking of the king. At the sight of the Ritter entering the room in a large group, Tansen's hand instinctively moved for where his blade would have been, of course it was not there. His jaw slacked a bit when they spoke of the king.<br/><br/>His mind quickly rushed to think of what it was that could cause this. The king could be calling an emergency meeting for some reason. Or perhaps he had died from the sickness that he and his brother had seen him in moments before. He had seemed deathly ill but it would surprise him if such a thing took him so quickly.<br/><br/>He looked opened mouthed towards Eloran, waiting for his explanation as to what was going on with the king. His eyes shifting uneasily, at the sight that his brother seemed to be nowhere in sight. He did not like it when there was trouble about and his brother seemed to be the only one missing.<br/><br/>____________________________________________<br/><br/>Deston sighed. He dreaded going back to the meeting room, especially after the web of lies he had laid down lately. But it seemed he had no other choice, he could not force the princess to avoid the room and it was his own lie that had gotten him into the situation. He thought for a moment, if it would be wise to come clean. He quickly shook his thought from his head, he was not out of cards yet.<br/><br/>"If that is your wish. But I think a more suitable form of escort would be the Ritter Hex. They don't accused of much around here." He let out a half chuckle, as his heart began to pump the blood through his system. He would not know if his web of lies had crumbled yet or not until he had got there, and he hated taking chances of the sort. "So what were you planning on doing with Martinez today?" He spoke as he slowly began walking back down the halls from which he came. He was in no rush to get back to the room.