â€œA fine reason to have the tradition, and if I might be so bold as to say Iâ€™ve found a great hunting ground just outside this kingdomâ€™s reach. Once this is over maybe it would please your highnesses to show it to you.â€ Kazuhito said bowing his head. He had seemed to relax a bit, though his posture never changed as he talked with them. It was hard to break years of his traditions to seem more, well relaxed and less formal. Heâ€™d caught the queens glance but made no indication heâ€™d seen it. She was clever, heâ€™d heard that about her, and how the princess was practically a clone of the queen, the prince was mute and the king was the best one the countries had yet. Little did he know his sisters were plotting behind his back.<br/><br/>The twins too bowed their heads respectively to Lillian and turned to Sofia when she was addressed, wondering what she thought of all this. The boy had left, it was a little disappointing but they knew the reason why. Young men just couldnâ€™t handle hearing about such feminine things, they would get uncomfortable. At least thatâ€™s what they found out by talking with Tsukiya. The only guy theyâ€™d talked to who wasnâ€™t fazed by their feminine talk was Kazuhito. He was always listening to what they had to say, never showing his discomfort and always supportive of their choices, at least most of the time. To be sure they would introduce him to the princess.