Snippet #2385946

The Marque of Betannia

Muto smirked at Ruthtaika's embarrassment, it was usually her who ended up getting him embarrassed, so it amused him to see her blushing as she was at his request. "W-well it's not exactly a proposal just yet," Muto said laughing nervously, "It's a pretty long process with tons of suitors to go through...I'd just be really glad to see you as one of them," Muto said, he barely knew any of his other suitors, and having someone he did know, and possibly did have feelings for would make things a lot better.

When he heard her accept his smile widened much larger, and he felt much more relieved without the worries of what her answer was going to be. But he was much more surprised when he felt her kiss his cheek, causing him to blush, making his cheeks a light blue on his dark blue skin. He crossed his arms around his chest again, looking down in an attempt to mask his blush, typical for Ruthtaika to embarrass him, even after he got her so flustered he thought to himself with a silent laugh.

Eventually they made it to the throne room of the castle, and they both stepped into a more professional demeanor. As he listened to what she said it made a bit more sense for why she decided to keep information on the war undisclosed, though he would still have to tread lightly, letting his personal opinions on her get in the way of the logic he needed to govern this kingdom wouldn't be a smart thing to do. But his focus changed primarily on his mother who seemed to be in deep contemplation...

This was a difficult situation for his mother...inform the populace of the ongoing war between the Federation and the Republic and she'd have to expect public panic; keep the information a secret and then if anyone ever finds out she's in the wrong for keeping this information undisclosed! It was a lose-lose situation for his mother at the moment but she had to make a decision eventually. He noticed her sigh, and brush a strand of red hair out of her eyes and back into her tightly wound bun. For Beta Amares, red hair was recessive, because of this, when she wed a man with midnight blue hair and gave birth to himself, his hair wasn't red, but midnight blue. As for his sister, she was known to be somewhat of an anomaly due to her red hair...

Finally, she began to speak, "Very well then, even if it will cause panic we must inform the populace of what is happening to their loved ones, I shall give a speech to the public in the royal courtyard and have the press there, and keep the news of it regulated as to not cause mass hysteria, I'll let them know that the Federation doesn't want anyone to intervene, as peace is something that is plausibly attainable. Hopefully, that shall keep everyone calm," the Queen concluded, dismissing them.

Muto gave his respects and then left the room with Ruthtaika. Once they were gone he began speaking to her again, "You should be expecting a man to come knock on your door tonight, he shall request that you be one of my suitors and take part in the customs that help determine who out of those suitors shall become my Marquette, don't let him know that I informed you about any of this previously...because it's kind of against the rules," Muto said laughing a bit. "I have business to attend to now...but I'll talk to you later," he said, hugging Ruthtaika before walking away.

Razdan

As Razdan listened to everything Hagara said his mouth was ajar due to awe. The Sacrira Moutar where extremely beautiful, and the thought of there being possible action arising out of this journey were extremely exciting. He felt kind of bad for hoping that there would be some sort of violence occurring while he was here, but he couldn't help himself, he barely got into any real action, and sparring was so dull.

But what came next began to ruin his mood. "So you mean when there's a big war going on right in front of us, we're going to be babysitting some kids?" Razdan asked dumbfounded. He sighed slightly and put his fist to his head. "I can't believe this," Razdan moaned, "At least there's a possibility for some action," he mumbled to himself as Hagara knocked on the door. Soon, a boy answered the door and greeted the two of them, "It could be pretty cool...eventually I guess," Razdan muttered silently. Though he tried to ease up on his negativity, seeing as it wasn't exactly polite to be like that in someone else's home, he couldn't help himself thanks to the circumstances.

The boy called someone named Netsu, and a girl appeared around the corner, she had fair blue skin and white wings protruding from her back, the base of each feather having a slight cloudy blue coloration, though she lacked any pattern on her wings which he found peculiar. Her eyes were black and her hair short and blonde. She looked different from many Amares and Sacrirans; he guessed it made sense because she and her brother were born from parents of both creations but it was still odd. "...Hello," the girl said silently and Razdan stared at her with confusion, "Uh...hey," he said, with a slight wave of his hand. Once the greetings were over he entered the household, still unsure of what to do, he never really watched over anyone before and wasn't sure what he was exactly supposed to be doing with the two of them. He turned to Hagara, waiting to see what she did and follow her lead.