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Jewlet said. "You are welcome." She sat back down and started to practic with her powers. She had found many ways to use it, but most of the time she just used it for everyday things that she would need help with. She looked at Grant and then at the sky. "I am fine." She answered. "And how are you, Sir Grant?" 'Well he's a bit uneasy.' She thought though looking right at him, sencing the way he felt.

"Oh...I didn't know that, sorry. I'm not much for conversation, not too many people actually have conversations with me; the peasants in the quarters just tell me how adorable I look and I don't have the heart to tell them I'm in my late fifties, so my social skills are a little low."

Alexander needed to bring thing back up and it seemed the conversation stayed in the green when he spoke about himself, but that was selfish. Maybe if he spoke about Tou culture then asked her a question about her own culture to balance it out, maybe it would work. The thoughts of confusion were a plain expression on his face; if it wasn't for his human half, he would be able to keep his face from displaying any sort of emotion.

"Maybe we can speak more about the Tou? You seem to be interested in that and my father did his best to cram as much knowledge on the Tou before I was sent away."

Alexander remember that well: on the day of his fifth birthday, the Elders discovered Alexander's impurity and his father was given three weeks to dispose of both Alexander and his mother or authority actions would have been taken. During those weeks Alexander spent a great deal of time with his family instead of Jeeves as his tutor. When the day came, Alexander and his mother were split up: Alexander sold into slavery and his mother shipped off to Tou labor camps. It was then Alexander knew he would never see his mother again. For his father, there were no chances left since this was his fourth offense to Tou Law and he was executed. These memories were a burden for Alexander twenty or so years ago, but Alexander eventually accepted them.

"It's understandable Princess; no one is perfect, not even those who strive for it. Now you go on and rest; I'll be playing my violin for dinner tonight and I just might practice for my friend Grant's conversation."

Alexander had a devious plan to play a love song during the conversation between him and the woman he was with. What could be more awkward then having a love song play while you spoke to someone? Maybe being the one playing that song in a ridicules costume, but that was beside the point. Alexander didn't want to keep Amanae waiting and decided it best to bow and speak again.

"Enjoy your stay at the castle; whenever you think it's bad here, just do what I do: remember someone else probably has it far worse."

Alexander unlatched his violin from his back and held it with both hands. The fiddle was located on the belt Alexander had with his Minstrel's costume as if concealed like a blade of some sort. Since Alexander didn't want to distract the Princess from herself since she was tired, he removed the fiddle from his holster without the use of levitation like normal. The violin was in his left hand and the fiddle was in his right. Now he just needed to wait for the perfect moment between Grant and his friend to start a lovely tune.

"Now you be off while I make some entertainment for myself."

((fist off sorry i disappeared yesterday. i had to move back to my home in NH and it took all day to do them. also i just sent niro away. so Takerucoh he doesn't necessarily have to find you. I will post for my char. in a sec k. thank you for your time.))

As told, Niro head straight to the blacksmith to get fitted. He wanted to get that taken care of before attempting to bring back the prince. From what he have heard, something strange happens when you look into his the eyes. With that much trouble, he defendantly couldn't get fitted afterwards. It didn't take him too long to get to the shop. Dusting himself off so that he wouldn't be a complete mess, he enter inside. The blacksmith was busy forging a new sword that he has been working on since this morning. He finally noticed Niro and frowned at the young lad. "What do you want boy!" Niro sighed to himself. Why does everyone fuss at me, it's like I stole something. "Umm, Sir....I mean Captain Grant sent me here. I need a suit of armor made. Here is a letter from him." The man looked through the letter and then at Niro. "They must be despite for help. Whatever, I Have just the thing." The blacksmith went over to a corner and picked up a few discarded pieces of armor. He brought it back to the table to dust off. "See, I made this a while back, but it was too small for the other knights. This should fit nicely on a runt like you." Niro pouted at that remark, but shook it off. The armor did look great and seem light enough to fit his needs. The blacksmith helped Niro put on the pieces of the armor [picture but silver and minus the cape and hat]. When they were done, they both realized how well it fit on him. It was a picture perfect fit. "Wow, this feel great. Thank you." The blacksmith waved a hand, "Nah, I should thank you. I needed to get ride of it. Now get going, I have a lot of work to do." Niro nodded and went off to get the prince.

[Falkot, you can post what's in the letter.]

(i edited an dcolored in the pic with photoshop ^^)

Cyrith smiled for a moment as he looked over at the sleeping girl next to him, her golden hair laying spread over her pillow. so peaceful and calm. 'Time to go," the Prince thought as he grabbed for his clothes.

Minutes later he was back on the streets, a spring in his step and a whistle on his lips. He followed the crowd to wherever it would take him, and as usual, he was brought straight to the business district. Amongst the dozens of stalls, he spotted one being run buy a human girl, likely in her parents absence. Casually, he searched through her wears, slyly looking up just once to see that she was watching him. With a smirk, he quickly grabbed the nearest item he could find, a small broach, "Excuse me miss, i hate to trouble you but I am looking for a gift for my future sister-in-law and seeing as you are about her size, I was wondering if you would model it for me?"

The girl's face flushed, and the prince knew already that he had won.

"Thank you Jewlet." Grant said. "I know I am good at what I do but it helps to hear it some times." Grant smiled a little. Continuing to eat Grant looked over at Jewlet every now and again. After a few minutes Grant pushed his plate in between the two of them. Looking into Jewlet's eye's for a half a second before they shifted away Grant said. "You didn't bring anything to eat yourself. Are you hungry?" Grant grabbed a small piece of meat and tossed it into his mouth.