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Vivian stuck her tongue out playfully as she finally caught her breath and grabbed two plates. "Alright, I won't hold back either." She smirked, then turning to the batter she was 'whiping' up. "Do you mind pancakes? Love them myself, got a servant to teach me how to make it." She smiled as she remembered, glancing back to him.

Hector's face lit up, "pancakes???? I love 'em, thopugh no one ever made them for me, so I haven't had them since my tutor died, which was, well, too long ago to remember...." he said, sitting down.

Akori sighed, "I don't know, guess there's only one way to find out...." he siad, moving closer to the window.

Hector shrugged, "I doubt it would be bad, I think your cooking is better than mine, and that's well a good thing, so yea, I doubt I won't like them" he said, smiling, but observing her cook.

"I was just curious. I knew you command our defensive forces, but I always wodered why father gave you such a..." Rethinking what he was about to say, "... such a calm assignment. Now I see it was more your choice." Smiling shortly he looked back outside, his face still having a slight frown.

Running up the stairs Rico arrived at Xander room, only to find it empty.
"He isn't in his room? Let's see, where else could he be?"
Walking around in the hall, he thought about every other place Xander could be.

When a woman bumped into him, his thoughts were disturbed. As he got a good look at the person, he noticed she was Princess Erica.
"No, I should apologize, milady. I was occupied in my thoughts and didn't notice you. Are you alright?"

Rico smiled, reliefed she didn't make a scene of it. Some royals did and got him in troubles. Luckily she's kind.
"Could I ask you a question, milady? Have you seen Prince Alexander lately?" Normally he wouldn't bother anyone else, but since Princess Erika is to wed Prince Alexander, she might have heard something of him or seen him.

Nodding at his brother's words, he sighed. "Well, I don't know how 'calm' this little task is, but I enjoy it nontheless. Besides, you know that if I was needed, I would be there no matter what. I just disike the fighting of war." Closing his eyes, he thought about one of the battles he had taken a part in. Shaking the thought from his mind, he looked down at Amaya. She was so peacful, so beautiful, so loving, so lovable.

Smiling, he began to think about the discussion they had last night. She want us to have a child. I do too, I know this. Especially if it is with her. But, if we do concieve now, and our child is born eight months after our marriage, and not nine, will our people still trust us? Will they still accept us? What am I saying, of course they will! Syra gives everyone the freedom to take their own actions as long as it doesn't actually hurt someone. And Amaya has already said Keros will stick to her no matter what. Plus, a child heir to the throne could tie the two kingdoms closer, and it will ensure their binding forever. But is this what will happen? Of course it is.

Looking to the door of the carriage as someone came up to it, the man was of Syran decent, and was on horseback. "Joseph?"

The servant turned messanger smiled as the Prince acknowledged him. "Prince Roran, Prince Xander, and Queen Amaya," he half bowed, he was on a horse afterall. "Queen Amaya?" He looked to the Kerosian queen as she seemed lifeless.

"She's sleeping." Roran told him, motioning his free hand for Joseph to go on.

"Ah, okay. Well, ahm, King Radford would like me to warn you that in five days time, Syra will be attacked by a supposedly 'sneak attack' by bandits." Joseph told it as if it was memorized, for it was.

"What?!?" Roran almost fell out of his chair, but didn't from Amaya leaning on his shoulder. "When exactly?"

"We aren't sure, milord. King Radford somehow caught wind of it. He said that their attack will come at some point withing the next week. Not this week, but the next one." Joseph looked nervous, as if it could come now.

"Okay, good. Well, this means we have time. Thank you Joseph. Please go ahead of us and tell my father that both I and Prince Alexander got his message. I'm sure he'll reward you, and if he doesn't, I will." Smiling, Roran dismissed him, and the servant was gone. Sighing, he looked to his brother. "Well, Bro, it looks like I'm going to be joining you in Syra's next battle. Looks like we get to see each other in battle." Winking, he smiled slightly, beggining to think of a stretegic plan.

(( Its ok. At least you warned us. ))

Vivian sighed, giving a small chuckle as she finished a few more, filling up the one plate and starting on the other. Once she ran out of batter she stopped, but there was a good amount on each plate now. "Well, guess we'll just have to see how you do eh?" She had found the butter and syrup as well as utensils, bringing them over as she pecked him on the lips, then sitting down next to him. "Aiya, drinks?"