Edward smiled, "A man of adventure then? One who will fight battles by your side? I expect no less from you." He winked and looked across the room, "Ah, there's your brother, sword by his side as he attempts to charm- or stand by the windowsill. Guess that still works."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Kyle nodded, "I'm sure I'll find it in your majestic study."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>The guests began to leave as Allen signaled the servants to stand by the sides of the hall, to create an atmosphere of slight rigidity which the guests were not used to for the past few hours. Once again, the brightness of the room increased slightly as the storm died down to a drizzle. Allen gestured for four servants' attention. He patted the sword at his side and they nodded, mingling with the guests before returning minutes later with swords by their sides.Â<br/><br/>Allen excused himself from them, telling them to stay close to the princess while he ensures that everything is still flowing smoothly.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>It was nearly an hour, what the hell did the nobles find so entertaining?! She unsheathed and sheathed her blade in quick succession, impatient that the job was not as easy as she had thought.Â<br/><br/>The doors opened as the nobles began to leave the hall. Finally. She pressed herself into an alcove and waited silently.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Kyle Marlon stayed in his seat, "So will we be meeting tomorrow? Or would you be busy? I have had many unexpected encounters in foreign countries. Most were rather amusing now that I look back."