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Peace...was it something that really existed? Kirehsan never knew such a thing. His life since the day he was taken in by his father was a struggle. He didn't feel like he fit in due to being born from a different mother. The queen was angered by the king's action for adultery, but nevertheless she tried to love him as her own, though difficult. His siblings he never got along with, except his sister. His older brother was loyal to their father completely and that put him at odds with him. The servants only respected him because he was still the son of the king, but they still saw him as the child of a whore. All of those things, combined with the rage he felt within for the death of his mother, threw away any form of peace that he might find.

The demon king seemed to be telling the truth nonetheless, but something still itched at him. Was the demon king truly this benevolent? To throw side the many lives that have fallen because of this war and suddenly call a permanent truce with the kingdoms of his enemies? Kirehsan knew his father wasn't like that. He was a man who would do anything for power and anything to solidify his hold upon the world. Arranged marriages between the kingdoms...what was his gain in doing this. The Vamprician prince could only wonder, keeping his gaze still at the demon king.

"Peace is a naiive concept...it is something unattainable." He finally answered. He seemed less angry, less confrontational, and less irritated. He got the answers he wanted here. "I'll...accept your extension of hospitality." he said again, bringing back up Blake's offer.