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"pardon?" And took the book back, snatching paper and a pencil before writing and working out the problem, one ear lopsided as he continued to slowly work it out, grabbing a pink rubber square and erasing half of his problem and starting over. X cubed divided by pi r squared, where the hell was she getting the squared?! They canceled! After a few minutes of this he threw the pencil at the paper, closing the book and handing it back. "Take it. I am an ambassador, not a math wizard. I will not trifle myself with that." He'd have to see if there was still food to eat, there had to be considering he hadn't entered the room yet. "Let's go to the dining hall."

He entered the relatively warm room, the table was empty but there was still plenty of food, the servants always ate after the family. Except from one child, a servant boy who was trying to secretly snatch a pear. Elliot did normally come from the other door, the boy would have been out of sight. He merely smiled, quietly waling up behind him and plucking the fruit and handing it to him. "There you are. Lily what would you like? We've missed sitting at the table, you will need something you can take with you." Meat meat meat, the man was scavenging the table for something before grabbing an entire plate, dumping half of it onto a smaller plate and grabbing a fork. Cubed ham, he could live with that.

Elliot looked at the small plate before looking back at the table, pouring eggs on it as well before grabbing himself an orange. "This shall tide me over until lunch. I need to draft up some papers for when I go to Loslith. It's always the hardest part." You needed to be perfectly clear, no loopholes, could not make it seem totalitarian, friendly but professional enough for people to still appreciate you as a ruler. Drought, Loslith, he would help by covering the farmlands with a thick layer of ice for the entire week he was there so that way it would melt and water everything. How could he properly world that? And he still had to send out a group for research purposes. Well really a helpful, selfish sort of reason. "Lily, since you grew up in Falia, is the temperature here tolerable? If it isn't I could find you warmer clothes." He had to poke and prod gently.

"This is only the beginning of winter, it will no doubt get colder, blizzards are always fun. Two years ago we had quite a horrible one, making paths around town was rather difficult. Those who have heat or fire as an ability are very much rare here, so we had to use quite a lot of hot water and fire." The man opened the dark wooden door to the study, motioning towards a nearby chair. "So you can read your book while I draft papers. Keep an eye on the lights. Is there anything you will need before I get started?"

Elliot gave a nod, closing the door and moving to his desk, sitting down and relaxing against the chair, preparing himself for the copious amounts of reading and writing. First thing was first, the drought. He had to address that first. Soon the prince was leaning over the desk, pen writing a draft of what the agreement would be, the scratching filling the room along with the page-flips coming from Leo. The white lights had changed to a tan, thinking, focused. An occasional streak of red or white would start to circle in his moments of frustration or just when his mind was growing empty. After an hour and a half the lamps were becoming a dim white. he was losing focus, growing bored. His ears weren't forward anymore, flopped forward merely because that was where gravity was at its strongest. Bored, silver eyes glanced around the desk, pencil dead on the draft paper. What else could he work on?

Elliot was messing with the cold food on his plate, chewing a square of ham lazily when Lily's voice seemed to loudly hit his ears, making them flinch. "Hm? Oh, no I'm fine." He said, turning to look at her. "My mind is merely running out of ideas, the draft is completed though. I'm working on something else in the mean time." He said with a smile, though the lights had only brightened somewhat. That's how she noticed something was off, wasn't it? "I apologize for disturbing your reading. Are you enjoying yourself?"

The prince had been about to stroke the other's hair, hand pausing inches above his head. The white lamps soon grew a tint of yellow, cautious. "Miss Lily, what could do is remove yourself from my knee before you get any ideas in that brain of yours." he said, trying to shift away. He needed to invent a chair with wheels. That would be his next project. But aside from that, he'd become familiar with that look in Leo's eye, and regardless of what happy endings it promised he was not going to fall for it this time.

"Miss Lily you really mustn't!" His ears flicked back, the last word of that sentence being one of surprise as she treated him like he was a piece of candy. He should have expected this, she hadn't made a single move while they were bathing. Curse his body for reacting to her devillish tongue. They needed to discuss when she'd be doing this, all these surprises would not be good for his health in the long run. Elliot stifled a moan as a knock sounded from the door, silver eyes widening as the lamps turned from their dark red and purple to a frightened shade of orange. His body reacted to the fear as well, temporarily ignoring Lily as he used his leg to shove her under the desk. She was not to be spotted doing anything of the sort.

Keeping the back of the chair facing the door, body forward and pen being held weakly in his hand did he speak. "what is it?" he sounded stressed.

The door opened, a messenger. "We've got some news from Loslith. There are clouds appearing so they are hoping from rain, however if you trace the clouds back they were in fact on Coshtsa and they nearly flooded with water. Loslith might not get much but they do still want you to come because..."

Oh dear lord he was going to be talking for a long time. Elliot wanted to crawl under a rock and die, his body was stiff, the lamps were numerous shades from worrisome to lustful and he ha hidden a bentien under his desk. This was certainly a new low for him.

(( x3 It appears the god's want Elliot to accept the other's help to. Such a predicament. XDD Acceeeept ))