Omar is not yet found by the handmaidens, instead catching the footfall of his youngest sibling echoing in the halls. He follows that trail, easily catching up to both his younger siblings at the chamber doors. He eyes his younger sister, "You still don't understand that the public eye is just as deadly a threat as an army of men. That dress is as strong a weapon as any blade," he lightly scolds her, "You could learn a thing or two from Mother about<em>that</em>kind of warfare."<br/><br/>Upon the doors opening, Omar does not waste time in entering. First he greets his mother, lowering to one knee to take her hand in his and press his lips to the back of her palm, as any would their Queen. She is a woman to be respected and honoured, and Omar shall treat her as such, family or not. He then greets his father, bowing low and on one knee. "The handmaiden never caught me, shall you have me fetch her, or stay in your company?"<br/><br/>He had some news for his parents, but would rather it be spoken about in privacy, away from handmaidens and siblings alike. Perhaps it was more a proposition, a matter of business than news, but he would like the opinion of both his mother and father. He had not been blind to the particular, though subtle struggles he had seen in his kingdom and he sought to help ease such stress. To take a young lady's hand in marriage could surely help strengthen financial affairs. But alliances were tangled in thick knots and so picking the most suitable bride would prove difficult. Not to mention, it was originally intended for Prince Omar to marry within the kingdom or the kingdom's alliances, though neighbours had been in the slums too. It might even be seen as too much of a distraction for Omar to marry at such troubled times, seeing the kingdom would need him there to protect the city. However, this matter was completely in his Father's hands as far as Omar was concerned. Whatever his Father would decided, would be in the kingdom's best interest and thus, in Omar's best interest.