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So much went wrong too quickly. His smile faded and he went back to a side of him that only got out on occasion, the side that was all business. He hadn't brought any weapons with him so he didn't even try to go on offensive; at this point, it was best just to wait and listen. Of course, if the need called for it Melchor could easily kill someone by snapping their neck. He disliked resorting to that method though, and prefered all conflicts to be solved through words rather than blood.

A marriage to unite the kingdoms.. While it was appealing when he considered his people- peace was priceless, and he would sell his soul if it meant the safety of his people- he did not want to go through with it. It had nothing to do with his mild fear of marriage, he just couldn't bring himself to say yes. A few days prior and he would have agreed immediately; what was the change?

He listened quietly to the King of Mornia speak, a smile ghosting his lips when he finished. He was impressed, to say the least. He agreed with every word too. "I couldn't have said it any better, friend; I have already promised the rest of my night to another. I mean no disrespect to such lovely maidens, but my heart has already been taken."