Continue on to Phebis.

For the remainder of the trip to Phebis, Akina barely spoke a word to you. Every time she looked at you, or spoke with you it was with agitation. Any attempts to soothe her rage ended poorly and you think only made her more agitated. However, despite that turbulence, the remaining trip to Phebis was quiet.

You barely noticed the transition from Itheria to Phebis. Indeed the only thing that denoted it was a brief stop at the border. After they confirmed who you were, they quickly allowed you to pass. The entourage with you manages to make it to Philos, the capital of Phebis without any issue.

The arrival of a King to visit another King was a dramatic affair. That was your first thoughts as the royal carriage pulled up to the entrance to the castle. Trumpeters and guards lined the pathway to the entrance and when your carriage stops and you step out, they blare a loud welcome. You compose yourself and step forward with a kingly pride. However, before you manage to enter the castle, the doors fly open. Out of it steps who you assume is King Claudius. He's a large man, towering over you. In his prime, he was surely a great warrior. Although as the years came down on him, his weight increased and his once great muscles have deteriorated a bit. He wore a long braided shaggy beard which looks like it may have migrated from his head as it seems he has begun to bald early.

"Ah! Bryce! I suppose it's King now, eh? It's been a long, long time" his deep voice rumbles as he grabs you in a bear hug. Despite age beginning to deteriorate him, you fear briefly that he may crack some of your ribs before he lets go. "Sorry about all of this tomfoolery. My advisors suggested we make you feel welcome. Come! Let me show you my home."

As he puts his arm around your shoulder and leads you into the castle, you think back and can't ever remember meeting him before and can't come up with anything, "I'm sorry, I don't recall you visiting."

"Naw. You wouldn't have. You were born barely two winters before I last visited your father." his expression darkens a little, "It's such a shame what happened to him and your beautiful mother."

"Yes, I barely got to know them before the passed. However, I don't want to darken the mood with such a somber topic." Despite being allured by Victoria, you can't help but eyes every female courtier or servant that approaches wondering which one was King Claudius's daughter.

"Of course. I'm sure you're interested in meeting my daughter." You hear him inhale before shouting, "Clara! Why don't you come over and meet the King of Itheria!"

You squeeze your eyes shut and wince as your ear rings from the powerful shout. It would seem as if King Claudius is quite a bit less formal than your court tends to be. When you open your eyes, you see a beautiful woman standing before you. She looks to be about your age with pale skin, almost as pale as the dress she's wearing. She seems to have inherited her father's mahogany hair color and quite a lot of it as it's pulled back behind her back neatly and lays nearly to the curvature of her hips. Her brown eyes match her hair and shine with expectation at meeting the man her father has surely praised so highly. She bows politely, "Your Majesty. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Father speaks of you and your family highly." Compared to her father, her voice is quiet. So quiet that you barely hear it over the background noise of the throne room.

"I assure you, the pleasure is mine." You nod at her and notice that your politeness has caused some color to appear in her cheeks. It would seem that such gentle words were rare with her father being involved and was enough to flatter her.

Claudius pats your shoulder roughly, "Well, Clara. Why don't you show Bryce here around the castle. The two of you can get to know each other a little better while I finish preparations for the feast."

"Of course, Father. I would be happy to." She gives you a polite smile before leading you off into the castle.

"And here is where you'll be staying." Clara stands beside a door into the royal guest chamber.

"Thank you for the tour." You nod.The tour of the castle took about an hour and Clara was quiet for most of it. You would ask her questions about her friends, family, and interests and would only get short, polite, and direct answers. She didn't ask any questions of yours. You learn that didn't have too many friends and she did have an older brother, who was out hunting for the feast. She was also interested in fiction and would often read books until she fell asleep. You also learned that she was not very social and her voice was rarely very loud; Also that she had a nice butt, but these things you discovered on your own.

However, now she's standing outside your bedroom for the next couple of days. Perhaps you could convince her to join you. She doesn't seem to be one to engage in casual sex, but it may be worth a shot. Of course, such a thing has risks and it could cause a scandal if you decide not to marry her and her father finds out.
If she became pregnant, things would get even more dramatic. She is a princess, not a servant or a courtier. Such things have ruined kingdoms and brought down dynasties.