Looking down from his throne, the king of ice and winter fairy's looked upon the visitor, his face blank and for the mean time, unreadable. However, after the initial introduction, his eyes flickered with annoyance and some other emotion, when the male fairy had asked to stay within the city. For a moment, nothing was said, until he stands up, his expression icy and cold, his eyes dangerous but his lips set. "You expect me to let you stay when you do not even tell me your name? I think not. You can say that you're from Aesir, and that you are the fiancee of the princess there, but that matters little to me. The queen was so kind as to let this princess of yours stay here, but I am not as soft of a heart as she. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to do your business, and then leave by the end of the day. You cannot stay here."<br/><br/>Turning around he sits down, his words were obviously final, and there was no persuading him. The queen, Bruma, looks over at Nix, a saddened look in her eyes. For a moment she gazes at him, before looking down at the guest, a softened expression on her own face, and one that, without words, said I'm sorry. Glaciea was staring off blankly at the furthest wall, not wanting to be there, but she knew that it was necessary if she were to have any kind of freedom at all. Make time for political things, and she would get her own time to herself. That was the agreement between herself and her father. Even though it seemed as if she weren't paying attention, she'd latched on to every word that was spoken, and was surprised at the harshness that her father had shown. He wasn't normally like this...Turning her eyes to the visitor, she wondered how he would react to the king's words.<br/><br/>Hand pulling along hand, Drifa had a huge smile on her face as she led Lilian along, pointing out interesting things like different kind of shops, ones where food was made, others were clothes and jewelry, and others even still had just art in them. One had a display of different colored crystal vases carved with different designs, and in each of them were flowers unique, flowers that only grew in the Deioun area. Fluttering, she hovers in front of the icy window, placing her hands against it, her nose pressed to it, gazing inside, her breath fogging the pane. Her eyes were wide as she stared at what appeared to be some kind of lily, but it was clear, like glass, the only color was the center, which was a beautiful pale blue green.<br/><br/>Looking over to Lilian, Drifa giggles, and grins even more. "Pretty huh?" She takes Lilian's hand again, and flickers away, dragging the princess behind. "Let's go!!" She didn't tug too hard, not wanting to hurt the summer fae's arm, but they were moving quite fast. Since Lilian had offered to buy anything, Drifa took up that offer and bought a creme roll with frosting, since she was hungry. It didn't look it, but Drifa was one of the lesser families in the winter kingdom, and her family wasn't one for much money. Munching on the roll with one hand, Lilian's hand in the other, Drifa looked around, wondering what to show the summer fairy next.