Darius was just a small part of the family that represented the kingdom of Argus, the kingdom of lightning. Kings and Queens held the power in these lands, though the power of monarchy proved to be one that wasn't so selfish. Owning a kingdom, or even having a hand in what a kingdom decided, was to have pride, responsibility, and to be willing to speak against the other kingdoms of the land. Darius wanted none of that, he'd never been happy with having sway over the lives of other people. It was a great fear of his that he'd ruin lives over a mistake, it had happened before with other rulers. The only thing Darius could rest easy about was that he was no king, he was merely the son of a prince. His word carried much more weight than that of a noble, but also not nearly as much as a prince or princess.<br/><br/>The whole meeting was uncomfortable for Darius, it was his first time attending, and no part of him wanted to be there. He simply sat in his seat, in as admirable of a posture as he could. He wanted to rest his elbows on the table and put his head down, but he knew the consequences of that disrespect would be astronomical. His hair was grown out somewhat more than his father liked, it seemed now more than ever he was reminded of that, as he sat still, with his black hair, thankfully not being able to drape over his face. After what seemed like hours of being around such powerful beings, the meeting was finally over, most people raised from their seats, and for the first time in forever, Darius couldn't wait to be back in his castle. He felt out of place in every way possible.<br/><br/>Quickly stepping to his father and grandfather, he was hopeful they would be leaving immediately. Though, as his father spoke, it quickly became apparent that they weren't leaving. They were almost in a huddle, when his father spoke. "We'll leave in a moment, we were hoping to speak to the king of Cordelia about a business proposition."<br/><br/>Darius could only give a pleading look, even if no one would hear him besides family, the mere intimidation of this room was enough to know not to speak against them in such a sacred room. "Yes, we'll only be a mere moment. You should speak with queen Eira, she holds the highest title of them all, perhaps some of her more noble attributes will rub off on you?"<br/><br/>Normally Darius didn't give much care to these situations, in the castle, his family was busy, and didn't have time to assign him much and discipline him for a lack of royal actions. However, in this setting, Darius was quite concerned, especially when it came to the head of the council, he imagined a punishment from her was a death penalty, or worse.<br/><br/>"What?" Darius exclaimed, in still a whisper. "She's scary though! What if I say something wrong? I don't want to do this." Darius continued, in his quieted voice, as he would take any measures to be sure nobody but family heard him.<br/><br/>His father had an expression on his face that stated he agreed with his son, but his grandfather soon spoke again. "That's an order, Darius. You need to learn how to lead." And with that, his family, and those who represented Argus walked off to speak about business. At that moment in time, Darius wanted nothing more than to run out of the structure and simply live in a forest forever.<br/><br/>Nearly shaking, he walked up to the motionless queen. Just looking at her was intimidating, and he wasn't sure why. She didn't have sharp teeth, or any frightening features. Something about her just spoke volumes that you didn't want to make her angry. There were even admirable qualities, but Darius didn't take time to notice them, he was busy making sure he wasn't shaking. "Hello, princess Eira." Darius managed to speak. "My family has entrusted me with the task to request wisdom from you in the field of leadership." Darius said, his vocabulary was much more advanced than he would usually use it, though he knew royalty spoke as such.