Servian still stewed over the encounter with Kennith, it had spoiled the rest of his dinner and he was thankful that the meal didn't last much longer. Before long many of the nobles excused themselves and  Princess Luna and he were left to their own devices. He'd hoped that she might suggest an evening walk out into the the Castles gardens, but when she suggested the bedrooms the tension returned to his shoulders.<br/><br/>He obliged of course, as  a guest here it was the least he could do. He followed Luna as she led them up toward the bedchambers watching as her round bottom swayed back and forth as they ascended the stairs. Her emerging beauty making the thoughts of what Kennith may have done with her, even harsher to stomach.  She had chosen his quarter and after a brief description of the castle's layout and offer of rooms she leaned against the wall and the real conversation began.  "You should know that I am not happy about this wedding," she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.<br/><br/>Servian took the words in, they weren't pleasant but at least they carried true sentiment and he was at least happy to hear her true voice, and not the socially polite one nobles were force to use while conversing with each other. He took several seconds and thought long and hard about what he was going to say next.<br/><br/>"Princess Luna, I respect the fact that you choose to share your true feelings with me....And I can honestly say that I too have reservations about being forced to marry a stranger...Although your beauty does soften the yoke of responsibility's bite, just a bit.....but both of our peoples are sick and tired of the endless blood feud. As I am sure you know, there have been several attempts at peace treaties in the past, but they were written on plain parchment and being that, the flames of anger usually consumed them, and usually  shortly after they were signed.....The treaty our fathers' suggest will be one of more sustenance...It will be one written on the souls of our children and it will last for generations to come. " He said, trying his best to make sense of the strange logic to himself as much as to Princess Luna. Servian looked her in the eyes again, his cold blue icy glare showed a man's maturity, not the lust of youth.<br/><br/>"I know you do not love me, nor I you....But I think that we may....In time ....grow to love one another....Our parents, and their parents before them all participated in arranged marriages and although I am sure they didn't necessarily want the spouse they the ended up with, they did so in order to pay homage to their people's traditions. " He said, making his way over to where Luna was leaned against the wall. His large body coming close to hers, and he could smell her sweet natural perfume wafting off of her in the night air. "We must both make sacrifices for peace.....I just hope that we gain some solace in the knowledge that our sacrifice will bring happiness to the people...OUR people." Servian finished and went in for a kiss.