Ijemaru looked over the titles:<br/><br/>Alchemic Psychology<br/>Floriography, the Language of Flowers<br/>Preparatory Compendium of Magickal Herbalism<br/>The History of Psychology<br/><br/>He was slightly impressed. Most boys would gravitate toward the fantasy/adventure genera, but these were non-fiction. These were the kinds of books<span style="font-style: italic">he'd</span>be interested in. He'd read Alchemic Psychology and The History of Psychology, but not the other two. Having read them himself, he could be sure Eurich was no dimwit. Those two books were filled with advanced topics and sophisticated wordings, and they weren't the sort of book you would read cover to cover if you weren't interested.<br/><br/>With those two books in the mix, he was sure the other two books must not be anything to sneeze at either. Ijemaru looked up from the books back at Eurich. "I'm impressed," he said, his eyes slightly sparkling. "These are good books. So you're interested in psychology and herbalism then? That's very commendable. An odd mix, but both highly respectable fields."<br/><br/>----------------------<br/><br/>Amadeus tilted his head down slightly in thought. What the king said was true, there would be bloodshed to follow this meeting. His son had already begun planning, he just needed clear information on their competition. As the king spoke, the Hisuka 'head' looked around at everyone in the room. One of his tasks to night was note everyone who was there, and everyone who wasn't. He was to memorize every word of what was said and repeat it to Ijemaru at the appropriate time. He was to note any odd mannerisms in the way things in this room were said, and he was to take special note of those who remained silent, or talked profusely.<br/><br/>Above all else, he'd been instructed not to be the first person to talk after the king. He must let someone else lead the conversation. If however, no one talked for more than a minute, he was to jump in. The idea was not to seem overly confident or cocky, but not to appear timid either. For neither are desirable qualities in a ruler. He watched over all the occupants of the room, careful to keep his expression passive, unreadable.