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Deciding that the best course of action would be to wear the armor, Prince Valn made his way down the winding halls of the castle. He heard an all too familiar foot fall behind him and a distance a way so he slowed his walk to accommodate his friend and bodyguard, Helrith. The two walked in silence until the saw the throne room door in the distance.

"Be careful, my Prince. The scent of the messenger may be that of a Beta, but even they cannot be trusted." A slight incline of the Prince's head told Helrith that he had been heard, but the Prince's response would not be a polite one to share in front of the guards walking the halls.

Upon the guardsmen opening the door for the Prince, and a look for the bodyguard to use the side other entrance instead of the side one the Prince was using, Valn entered the throne room to see his mother standing at thrones with her guard by her side. The Gulres messenger's eyes immediately found the Prince and took in his wild hair, cut face, and armor. The Queen wished that her son had changed before entering the throne room, but upon seeing his bodyguard was not with him, understood the play of power he wished to use. Even so the messenger made note of his cut as it meant he wasn't strong or fast enough to avoid injury and thus incapable of properly protecting himself. Something the royal family of his kingdom would be pleased to learn.

"This is my son, Prince Valn, and heir to his father's throne. If your Prince's wish to negotiate the terms of a new treaty, they will have to speak with him." Standing now between his mother and the messenger, Valn could see the weapon the messenger attempted to hide and kept his expression neutral.

"Very well, Your Majesty," the messenger turned towards the Prince. "My message is for you then. My Princes feel it is time to renegotiate the treaty between our people. With the King being sick they fear the kingdom of Valgroth will not remain as peaceful with us as they once were. They believe that an Omega on the throne would lead your kingdom into a time of disorder and wish to remedy this before it becomes a reality."

Holding a hand to stop his mother from speaking, as he knew she was offended by his words, the Prince smiled softly. "I fear my reign as king as well, but not for the same reasons. I believe my father was a great king and I fear I will not live up to his legacy. This does not mean I will allow this country to fall into disarray, however. Quite the contrary as this fear is what will push me to do my best to exceed the expectations put on me."

"Even so," the messenger was not prepared for the open confession and looked confused, even worried, "my Princes would like to be...reassured that nothing will negatively impact our kingdom during these transient times."

"Oh, that is quite alright. I didn't reveal that fear to negate the fact that we should discuss a new treaty. I fully support the idea, but because I have this fear of inferiority I'm afraid I will need a correspondence from the Princes of Gulres before I know what it is I'll need to renegotiate with them. If they have a particular field of concern I would like to address that with them before continuing our discourse."

The messenger shifted and concern laced his features. Prince Valn smiled at him.

"Do they already have terms they would like to negotiate? If so I would like to hear them now," that seemed to be the right thing to say as the messenger calmed down and swallowed thickly.

"Er, yes, Your Highness. The Princes believe that in order to enforce this new treaty a marriage between the two kingdoms would be best."

"Understandable, treaties are not often renegotiated after three hundred years of peace. In order to cement the treaty they would need to discuss a deal that ensured the peace is long lasting and a union of two nations would do just that. Correct, Mother?"

"...Yes, though I would like to know whom it is the Princes are looking to marry." The Queen had sworn none of her children would ever be used as bargaining chips in treaties and enforcing peace. Though she left the matter in her son's hands and believes that he knows what he is doing. She just hopes that things will work out for her children.

Before the messenger spoke the Prince did, "Actually, I would like to meet the Princes and even the Princess before we discuss who is being married. I don't want a petty squabble between the newly wed couple to lead to a war of our people. I'd much rather meet with the royal family in person and follow-up with them then." Turning to the messenger he kept his lips from curling into a smirk though something dark shone through his eyes, "You would be willing to tell the royal family that due to my father's health I would not be able to leave the kingdom for negotiations, would you not?"

Eyes wide and darting between Prince and Queen, the messenger realized the decision was made for him. "I shall let them know."