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His crimson eyes sought out the ever changing future as he peers out to the lands he calls home. From his manor he stands out onto the balcony of his bedroom and with deep breath in takes in the gift of life. So many things have changed since he was but a small prince and growing to protect his two sisters Hysteria & Theadora and so much is still ahead of him. There was guilt for having done wrong at times and failing others he's cared about but there was hope for tomorrow burning brightly in his eyes as he captures the horizon in his eyes.

Word from King Aldon had reached Roland about their long discussions for his union with Princess Athena and with a joyous heart he has read from one the letters that Aldon is going to allow them to be together in holy matrimony. His and Athena's wedding was to happen after Aldon's marriage to Princess Elentiya but for this prince it couldn't happen any faster. He wanted desperately to be with Athena but he also wanted her to be able to live here with him. Roland had asked if Aldon would allow that to be but his told Roland no. Athena is a princess that needs to be defended and with no real army of his own Aldon felt it unwise for his sister to live in a foreign country with Roland.

There was also the letter Roland had received from Count Dixon which weighed on his mind. Roland had sent a letter back saying how he would also like to meet and talk of things once more with a fresh start. There were some obvious signs that there was a miscommunication between them the first time they had met but seeing Dixon extending the olive branch first how could the prince refuse. It was good of that man to say something first and out of respect Roland had to seek peace with the count as well. There was a few things he wanted to talk to him about actually so this was all perfect timing.

With his crimson eyes still on the land he sees his serfs working on the farmlands and the world working as it should. Yet, there was something off which kept bothering him. He originally helped in the civil war to aid the change of the world and to allow way for the republic to brake away completely from the empire, but this wasn't enough for Roland anymore. There was a change in the winds and the land kept calling out for something. As if the gods and goddesses were restless, Roland could hear the voices of the ancient ones still wanting their world changed. The divines still wanted justice upon the lands of all; and so with his mind set on making a difference for the entire world Roland smiles to see some of the serfs training with just as he hath commanded of the men so that he can begin building the army he needs for his wife and for the world.

Youkimi's icy blue feathers followed Dixon's brighter ones as they flew the distance to Bellris lands again. The air had been pleasant, making the journey smoother and easier. The fields were busy, and there was no sign of joy, but the common tone of work, of tasks to be seen to, of things that were commonplace. Indeed, this was a different world. A different nation. Different leadership.

On landing, she stood once more on her feet. She was dressed for a normal day, but she lacked the decorative colors that might have alerted others of her rank. At present, she accompanied Dixon. She did not come in her own fanfare, proven difinitively by her lack of guard this time.

She didn't have any questions. So, she shook her head. "No, not yet. That might change as we converse."

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While his guest ready for the ride there was something the prince could feel. It was a tugging inkling, or more like a nudge, but what for he couldn't quite figure out was why. Was there a command he had forgotten? Was there a cue he had missed? Without knowing what it was he missed in the first place it was hard to say he had forgotten anything at all, but this feeling was bugging him like knowing someone's name on the tip of your tongue but the words just wont come out. "No need to apologize, lady Youkimi. Your's is a welcomed sight like a neighbor to a lad." But careful indeed. While Roland was obviously fine with the lady being asked to have come as company he was a little cautious about her being here. Not the Roland felt she posed a threat to his life but he had his own reasons as to why.

The lady took her careful time getting upon her horse, the prince suddenly knowing what it was he forgot, a slightly embarrassed blush upon his cheeks now, and with his eyes turning away he would then see Dixon taking his first steps with his chosen horse; A veteran horse that was easy going but tugged at time to like Dixon know he wasn't holding the reigns to his liking at times. "The country is going somewhat smoothly actually." So Roland says as he begins his calm ride as well; Cooled cheeks allowing him to meet the woman's gaze once again. "We've been having a fantastic harvest and some more development in the Thousand River Delta is should be underway soon. As you can see the people around here have been prospering and growing, that is except for the refuges that remain." He says with slight discouragement. "The republic hasn't been the kindest to them but I believe that is because there isn't any good relations between the people of the republic, the refugees and the government itself. And I feel largely at fault for that. I wanted you, lady Youkimi, to be on the council of Bellris to prevent exactly what is happening now, but because I didn't go through the proper channels your people suffer injustices almost on a daily. It pains me to know my people are capable of such ignorance but what pains me more is that I failed the minority of my republic and I have failed you as well...This is why I am saying, I am sorry I failed."

The prince was use to being a prince for his whole life up until the queendom became a republic and though he hardly ever used his power for his benefit he was use to having things go his way when spoken on a whim. He tried to assist his republic as a prince but that wasn't how his home functioned anymore and so the young man felt shame for letting down people while also looking rather ignorant in too many ways.

Thankfully the mansion was not too far away now.

Humanitarian, he called it? Perhaps she was surprised to hear this kind of compliment. All she had done for her people seemed to be out of a sense of duty and a selfish kind of pride she had for those who came to her for help. Had she been wrong in this assessment?

Youkimi inclined her head, and found that her eyes turned elsewhere, focusing on the road ahead. While it was possible that she was bashful, it was also true that she wanted a moment to gather her thoughts. How to respond to such praise? How could she respond to such a statement?

Focus on the details, she decided. "It cannot be helped, I'm afraid. Especially not when there might be one or two on the council who might dislike the thought of my presence in the court. Nevertheless, I'm honored to have earned favor with a few."

This was concluded with a smile and she was brave enough to look back, only to see a weariness that was familiar indeed. It mirrored her own and how haggard she felt when she worried for the plight of her people and there seemed to be no definitive goal in sight. Now, when she could at last sleep, it seemed that someone else could not. Unfortunately on horseback, Dixon looked about as terrible.

Fortunately, it was a short ride, and they were able to free the count from the illness he had unfortunately gained on the back of the horse. It was fascinating to see the contrast in his almost reckless flight and the feeble weakness he seemed to so suddenly gain on the back of a horse. Motion sickness? Hopefully he would return to himself when his feet were on the ground.

When they stopped, Youkimi began to dismount. Now, anyone who's ridden side-saddle knows that getting out of the saddle is not always as graceful as one would sometimes wish it to be. And besides this, it had been a long flight from Ethe. She accepted the offered assistance and dismounted safely. (Which also meant with a reasonable amount of grace.) With a word of gratitude to Roland for his assistance, she went to check on Dixon's condition.

Then they moved into the notable estate and the horses were led away to the stables. Once within, they were shown to a room and drinks were brought forth. Youkimi took a cup of tea for herself and added a bit of cream and sugar on this day. She mixed while she thought of how to answer for Kaishin.

"Things are well at home. There is much to do, but my people are happier than I have seen them for a long time. The motivation itself is a remedy for much of what ailed us."

The kindly face of the elder woman seemed a smile as she wandered through the estate. Others were left to cleaning things up, and she was just about ready to move herself out, out to aid the health of a pregnant woman at the request of her lord.

But, at the moment, all she was doing was looking around and counting her blessings in her old age. Hopefully she wouldn't be around when the fighting hit. She was old, but certainly not stupid. She also was fortunate enough to know what she was doing, to see things coming before the young people even thought of them, and then to be around to handle advice when all hell broke loose.

Oh the things she had seen. What she had survived. Sure, yeah, it was impressive, but all of that came second to whether or not she had pudding for dinner. Oh the stories she could tell. She paddled through the estate and stopped in the kitchen. She set herself in a chair and picked up a few slices of bread that she began to spread jam upon. Satisfied with this tastyness, she ate, and waited for the next emergency or catastrophe to reach her ears.