Kyle allowed his head to bob as the carriage lurched slightly on the uneven dirt path. The city was in sight and with a yell the coachman spurred the horses on with a yell. The servants, numerous they were, were to arrive later after his arrival to the palace. His crystal clear blue eyes reflected upon the frosted glass, a face which had, to his dismay, charmed too many ladies in Marlon for his liking.<br/><br/>He sighed, drawing the attention of Weiss, his private butler, who was actually nearing his retirement age. "Sir? Is something wrong?"<br/><br/>He smiled, "Nay, nothing, just... waiting for something to happen."<br/><br/>"Ah, sometimes, it is better to make things happen instead of waiting for others to take charge."<br/><br/>"I see..." Kyle nodded at the older man's words and returned to looking at the window.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>After the lesson, Allen realised that there was a streak of mud on his charcoal waistcoat. Murmuring to himself, he changed into a bright red waistcoat, with a black coat. The servants were gathered in the hall, awaiting Marlon's arrival. He walked down the corridor, glancing from side to side when he noticed that the princess had gone missing. "Where has the princess gone?"<br/><br/>A slight investigation revealed that she was at the kitchens. Why was she in the kitchen? But he resisted asking the useless question when he found her. He bowed, "My lady, Kyle Marlon would be arriving soon, surely, you would not wish to dissapoint his with the lack of your presence?"<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>The carriage rolled to a halt, Kyle had insisted that Weiss disembark first, for reasons he kept to himself. For it was to see the stunned faces of the gathered. However, nature had her own ideas in mind, when Kyle's boots touched the stone floor of the pavement, a gust of chilling wind sliched past him, causing the scarf to wrap aaround his face.<span style="font-style: italic">Now that's funny..</span>