Myra looked at him. Blinking a bit. "Dark magic is becoming more and more in control. Most of the other types of magic users are trying to quill this before it gets to the point that you are speaking of. Perhaps you'll be able to help us return the balance to the world." She said softly. "If we can return balance then we can change your future." SHe said with a smile. "Then if we change your future it'll be better but I'll hope you'll still want to stay in the past with us." She said in a soft voice. Looking at him curiously. "Guns? They sound rather strange. Far superior to a sword? More powerful than a sword? This is something I can not imagine and would have to see for myself to believe in." She said in a soft voice.<br/><br/>She smiled at him. "It is not just I who believe Vincenti is the best swordsman about. Everyone in this land and even in the others acknowledge him as such. He trained hard and is even better than my other brother's combined. You will most likely duel him at some point. Maybe even in the tournament. I can not wait to see you in action." She said with a warm smile. She smiled a bit. "I wonder what your fighting style will be like. In some ways you put me in mind of Vincenti. Its odd but probably is nothing. Its probably just that you have somewhat similar personalities." She said. "Whatever the reason I know I like you for you. I want you to be the best that you can be. Hopefully you won't have anymore side effects of your spell. Especially not during the tournament. That would be awful." She said softly.<br/><br/>She looked at him curiously. "Probably not but they'll never know. We're going to be there by a secret entrance and stuff." She said softly. She stopped when he pulled away. Grinning at him. "Not as much as my mother. She is quite the mischief maker. I merely like to be well informed." She said with a giggle. "Why did you pull away?" She asked in a whisper. Then continued walking. Stopping by what appeared to be a suit of arm in the middle of nothing. She pulled on his axe and there was a clicking sound followed by the suit of armor moving away to reveal a trap door. She opened it and pulled him inside. No sooner had they cleared the entrance then the suit of armor went back into place. She giggled a bit. The glowing moss cast an eerie flouresant green pale light throughout the entire hidden passageway. She looked at him. Lighting a torch for him and handed it to him. "Here. You don't know these passageways like I do." She said with a smile.<br/><br/>She then led him through the passageways. Taking several lefts than a curved right then straight then another curved right then straight then a sharp left. Stopping at a wall. She pulled the panel and the eyes of the picture slid away. She pointed to him. Whispering. Stand there and look through the holes that are the eyes. Then you'll be able to see and hear things." She whispered. She sat on her knees on a chair and looked through the eyes. Inside was a large round table and chairs made of ivory wood and gold. The brothers, the king, and the advisor were all in the room.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF">Vincenti sat there looking at his brother Hiken. Looking to his other brothers. Than to the advisor. "I do not think going to war on suspicions is a good idea." He said in a calm and level headed manner. "I believe we should have further information and send people to check on these claims the advisor has. I do not believe a word he says. He is too quick to say let us go to war." He said with a serious expression.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Hiken scowled a bit. "Indeed. The man has not show proficent amount of proof that it is necessary to do so." He said in agreement in his cold and eerie voice. Looking at the advisor. "You wish to bring death to many of our people over suspicion. I will show you death....and the costs it can give you." He said in a cold voice.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The king shook his head. "Hiken calm down. The man has done nothing more than express his concerns. Now my Advisor my sons are quite accurate. Without proof we will not go to war."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Hiken merely looked at his father. "It is pointless to make stupid ventures based on one man's personal opinion." he said bluntly. Calming down anyways</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF00">Martin stood and looked at the advisor. "I find it rather suspicious that you always indicate that war is the answer. Our allies have never shown any sign of violence or aggression towards us. Perhaps there is a more twisted reason behind your motivation. Either way I believe we should ask our allies rather than jumping straight into war." He said with a serious frown. "What do you think Drake? Are you in agreement with me?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Drake looked at them all. His expression nuetral. "As High Prince I believe the best option would be to wait. To see what we can learn. To find out if these alligations by the advisor are true. I highly doubt our allies are secretly plotting the assissination of our father. If they intended to kill him they would have done so in the last war against the Marcodians." He said with a gentle but smooth voice. "I believe the advisor is merely supersticious and paranoid. We should never leap before we look or the consequences will be drastic and dire to everyone involved. The best result is to learn what we can rather than jumping into war."</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The king nodded his head. "My sons you all speak wise words. The decision is then unonomous...we will not go to war against our allies. The decision is final." The advisor scowled at the king's words. Knowing he had more work to do to convince the king to go to war despite what his children said.</span><br/><br/>Myra looked at Draydon. "They are arguing with the advisor every other day about going to war. The advisor is an evil man. I fear he is up to no good and is going to convince father to do something really stupid. I think we may have to eventually deal with him for the good of the country. Course nobody will believe me as I am just the princess and such matters are a "man" thing. So even though my fears have been expressed to my father he brushes them off. he doesn't take them seriously." She said softly. Looking sad a bit. "Maybe we can prove that the advisor is a bad man." She whispered to him. "What do you think of what you have heard?" She asked in a soft voice.