Prince Darcy Montel Capricorn
Darcy frowned as he looked upon the princess. "If this was all you wish to tell me, you've wasted your time. You must take me a fool for not understanding my circumstance. I assure you, I'm well aware of my choice." He looked at Keenan then turned back to Alexis. "In return, I'll be halting all trade with your kingdom, and if we're going to state the obvious, it will affect your people to quite an extent."
Keenan interjected, "And why would you concern yourself with our kingdom in the first place? Wouldn't you, of all people, be absolutely overjoyed by the thought of our people's heads, your enemies, severed by your blade?" Darcy held up a hand to stop him, and Keenan pulled back, grinding his teeth.
"At first glance, it seems as if I've made the wrong decision," Darcy folded his arms. "But I have my own reasons, Princess Aries. And while you have reason to be confident in your people, I have reason to be confident in mine." Damn him if he didn't. His older brother would shake his head in shame if he couldn't even find the obvious advantages his kingdom had. He paused and sighed. "I don't disdain you. But I've made my choice. If all you wanted from me was a justification for choosing the side that seems more likely to lose, then this would end our business, as you said."
Keenan tapped his foot impatiently. While Darcy was sincere in his words, Keenan wanted nothing more than the Arian woman to leave. He regret cutting his brother off, but he found her presence here ridiculous. Did she really look down on them that much, that she would call for a meeting, come in an hour late, then goad them on how mighty her people are? The younger prince ground his teeth. He really hated her guts.