Advocating for The House

[Nalumire]

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The day was fresh and the trial of his life was just days away. He only had one thing on his mind and that was to clear his name of the crimes that banished him here.... He had grown accustiom to the life in the Astral the last five years of his life hadnt been easy nor was it a breathe of fresh air. He still faced backlash here in the Second Kingdom of Denkou, for the murder of the Queen to be. He was innoncent honestly he was just a child and his mind was being controlled by someone else.

His life has brought him here. He is still a royal and an advocate for the Astral Denki. He was the King to be and handling dipolmatic ventures would help him in any case of Kingship.

"We Must make Haste young Prince, the Airship awaits you and the Princess. Rossern said as she entered the room where the two Denki royals sat. Not saying a word to each other yet their peace could be felt. It was a beautiful day in the Astral Denkou land of Paltra's Cove. The sun kissed the sunflower fields, grassy plains, and mountain walls; the bowled city was truly a suburbia of the Kingdom itself. This is were Nazuma and Daitsuya lived out side of the Kingdom and safe from the dangers of the Kingdom. Being that he has had a target on his head for the last five years many hunters and the such wish to collect that bounty. HOwever, His mother Onohall and Astral Queen Ar'Gin placed speical sigils around here to protect them.

Not to worry my dear Rossern, We will make the convoy. After all we are representing the Denkai, We are the only kingdom who has to travel for the furthest. the prince said as he came to meet the slim pale skinned woman. She looked as elegant as ever.

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Dressed in Gamallow garments and Ri'ore gold she was the two royals escort. One of the women assign to protect Nazuma and Daitsuya. She was a skilled operative. He battle record showed her might she always made sure he and the princess returned home.

They would bow to greet her and the three of them made their way to the AIrship Yard. There they were met by the Astral Guard as the stepped on the ship. You could hear the shipmen technology sound left and right. The Prince and party would be met by the Captain and then Escorted to their seats. Soon the Convoy would slice the air taking off from the catapult that launched it into the air amost 50,000 feet from the surface. It fell 20,000 feet and settled at the 35000 feet in the sky, Soaring in the clouds the ship traveled at blinding speed over the vast lands of Vescrutia.

The Prince looked out the window as they danced through the sky. It was silent until it was broken by the sounds of a call. Rossern would answer.

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"Hello, Is this the Denki AirShip?.. Must be I am Sir Willeum Del'Mora. I am the Ships Navigator. I will send all routes to your captain and it should be smooth sailing from here. We have several stops to make there are a total of three locations planned for this Gathering. Rest assure we have taken measures to ensure the safety of all royals, including Prince Ri'ore. I must ask will all Denki royals please wear their House bands, So there is no confusion amongst us regulars. We are here to serve you so please give us something to do. HAhahaha! First Stop will be in Valdoran. We have a four hour trip ahead of us so please get comfortable and enjoy the journey.

"It is truly an honor to have you guide us on this long voyage. I trust you will get the Prince and Princess saftely to the Peace Conference. We are not in need of anything now, We will Enjoy or silence until we reach the first destination. Please only allow Ri'ore in this room with the Prince and his bride.

The man would reassure her that they would be protected and then would end the call. Daitsuya would stand to her feet as the call ended. "I wouldn't trust these ingrates with a boiling water recipe.. Im sorry the way things have been going lately... I wonder can they actually protect Nazuma from the lynch mobs that are after him. She said as she began to walk towards the window Nazuma was sitting at. She would wrap her arms around noticing that he was asleep. She rolled her eyes and gave him a light peck on the cheek.

"He finally is asleep after 56 hours awake. I don't know how he does it.. He can fall asleep anywhere he is comfortable.. Hehe... You two have grown so much. You may even be stronger than I now... We must let the prince rest... Come M'Lady.. Rosseern said as she motion for them to exit to allow Nazuma to rest unbothered. She would agree and the two of them would walk out the room and began touring the vast halls of rhe air ship. They could see everyone running about and introducing themselves. Daitsuya looked around and seen how everyone knew eachother and how they all had relationships and friendships with each other. It made her look at how she and nazu had to be secluded from everyone because they didnt know who was out to kill them or who even worked for King Mios. Always watching, so they were extra cautious. They would be met by some old acquaintances as they found a nice sitting lounge.

Like OMH!! Is That Daitsuya Amari Flonne.. It is truly a surpise to see the Battle Princess here. Aren't suppose to be marrying one of those Denkou royals..

You are so lucky right, Isn't she lucky?"

"Like yes the are so hot, like totally hot

" ANd get this ladies, She marrying the one who.."

The Princess would send a look down the girls spine that silenced her before she could say what she was going to say. The Princess invoked her naten activaing her lustful gaze. She locked eyes with the girl placing her under a séance which would quickly come to halt as she felt the touch of Nazuma.

I must say you are quite the gossip girl don't you think. You must want to start a war or something enticing the Queen to be into fighting with you knowing, She will roll you like a scroll.

The girls face would redden with anger as she spoke. Who Do you think you are you?" She would then notice the boy's appearance. "Prince Prince Nazu..":

Hello Ladies... I must say you have grown more Bitchier, My dear Gem'ora. The years in Raiden havent been kind to you has it? the boys comments would began to grab the ears of all who gathered in the lounge. The sounds of light laughter and giggles could be hear as the prince finished his rebuttal.

Omce again the girl would be embarrassed and she would go stroming off not before calling Nazuma mean. The other two ladies followed behind. Nazuma would then take a seat across from Daitsuya and smile as he looked at her in her eyes.
You cant let a lesser get under your skin isnt that what you told me..

[Marquae Noel]

"Catty. Can't stand it."

Perched in a window seat close to the wing of the aircraft, Noel lounged listening to the fuss and clamor coming from their contemporaries. They looked over, able to catch the two girls with the attitudes as they slinked off with their tails between their legs. The Peace summit they were attending was already in sweeping talks of war before the event began, an auspicious omen they thought.

"You'd hope that those you charge to lead a nation one day would be able to conduct themselves in public." They commented over the ambient noise, so that everyone in the vessel could hear them. Noel laughed, knowing that someone in the crowd would take personal offense and rightfully so. Noblesse Oblige set this particular group of individuals steps above the common folk, all their wards. Being the 778th Emperor preparing to take the throne of the Kosin River Valley, they expected their peers to at least act like they were in the company of one member of nobility they respected, if not themselves.

[Dalazar Denkou]

Hundreds of nobles and their wards filled this airship with an almost cacophonic array of chatter. Though he had become accustomed to traveling in and out of the Denkai and Denkou kingdoms he couldn't help but miss the tranquility of the Minakingdom, even if it was a cold dead tranquility. A sobering silence for sure, but at least it gave you the space to together your thoughts. For many folks, thoughts were all they had. To even speak suggestively of the current King was enough to warrant arrest.

If not flat-out public shaming and in some cases exile.

The noise wasn't completely unwelcome. He supposed it did remind him of much more peaceful times when folks could just casually gather. When the desire to thrive was more common spread amongst the realms. Though with the arrival of the third astral year being upon them the tug of war for power's tension had only grown in tandem with the powers behind them. Not to mention the fear of the horseman. As a world, everything stood on the recipe for change. Whether it be for the destruction of unification remained to be seen. He knew though, for either kingdom, whether Denkou of Denkai one common problem needed to be solved. Myos needed to be removed from the throne and the True Emerald King and Ruby Kings upon their respective thrones. But, that was not what this was. This was a purely political ploy to create a guise of advocacy between the varying nations. The main kingdom included. They all could benefit from banding together and burying some miscellaneous hatchets.

"He has no true interest in peace for peace's sake. He wishes to truly isolate the main kingdom and is using unity only to expand his reach. Starting with the nation around Astral's dominion"

These thoughts belonged to one of the most notable names in both kingdoms. The second seat of the stalwart house of Grizzly mages and its youngest inheritor. Evant Urso. Also with him were his trusted house members Gregor and Corvin. Evant himself was draped in very subtle but regal decorum. He wore a more casual style hoping to avoid drawing too much attention to himself. Urso men were coveted for their physique and large well-maintained hair. He stood about 6'4 225 pounds of muscle. Years of training and mediation had sculpted him into a man worthy of the name Urso. A black turtleneck under an earth-green pea trench coat. His beard was trimmed low as he was urged to have a "clean" look when representing the main kingdom in this most... auspicious event. His hair was loc'd and styled in a bow-like formation. Varying mixes of stones were woven into his hair. The designs were simple and humble though the actual quality of the stones themselves is what truly distinguished their value. One of the native art forms of the kingdom is a process of magic metallurgy that allows them to weave stones like threads. Gold, silver, and facets of jade are etched ever so intricately. Truth be told...most Urso looked incredibly alike, their only true way of not being misidentified as twins is the way they express themselves via hair. All of them did so, none liked to admit their likeness. Evant's piercing amber gaze was his most separating quality. They say it is a gaze that sees the world as it should be rather than what it is.

Crovin: Sir, when should we make efforts to rendezvous with Prince Nazuma there are a crap ton of people here it could take us eons.

Said Corvin Elliot Urso, This boy could never be serious but his personality and uncanny ability to retain information were awe-inspiring. Corvin, the 8th seat of the Blackfoot sub-branch of Urso. Though normally an 8th seat would not have the rank to be of the personal guard of the second son. However, he was personally chosen by Evant due to not only his impressive knowledge of the ways of their kingdom but his uncanny abilities to retain and process information old or new, and thus Evants father granted him an ambassador rank that supersedes his standing within the house. As a royal ambassador, he is the bridge that connects much of many of the sub-factions between the common folk and royals. He was perfect at finding folk and his word was well respected... His rank is largely due to his poor disposition and lack of ambition. He sported a also rather simple look. A black vest and blazer with shoes, gloves, and shades to match. His hair was solid black loc but it had a more fine composition cascading lines of kneaded silk.

Gregor: *Grunt* Please Corvin, enough of your grumbling, the master chose me especially for this. To find help the prince in this...snakes den would be child's play. Or...are you questioning the capabilities of your betters?

Gregor Ramuh Urso was the third seat, closest in rank to the claim of the Head of household aside from Evant himself. Loyal and diligent with an incredible knack for sensory magic. It was so keen that he could "sniff out" the faintest traces of magical presence while producing the most intricate and detailed profile of their owners. He was perfect for the task of going to find the prince. The current ruler of Denkou lands sought to use this conference as a means to not only potentially open new roads of connectivity between the Main kingdom but to also peer into the doings of Nazuma, the scorned crown prince of the Denkai. Gregor himself was the more dressed down of the trio. He wore a simple white button-up in a relaxed fashion, neck ordained with light but exquisite gold necklaces with runic etchings of sapphire and ruby. His chest revealed a tattoo that bore his HouseHold symbol. His hair was thick, course almost magenta red colored. His eyes were a soft light pink.

Corvin sneered at him preparing a response that would tear him open. However upon hearing a prejudiced statement like "Your betters" escape Gregor's mouth he would find Evant staring at him. The look was swift but conveyed an almost tangible ton of force that caused Gregor to lower his head immediately. Evant looked away just as quickly and went back to strumming through his thoughts.

"Gregor...never again."

Gregor cleared his throat before returning to an upright posture only to find Corvin making a teasing expression. A pulsating vein of irritation popped on Gregor's forehead.

"Corvin initiate a pathway, this is too much noise for me to focus on the objective. Gregor when the grid has been formed begins searching for the prince's naten. A minor task to be sure. After all..."

He said turning the page of his book before looking over the horizon of his book and the myriad of people networking about.

"No one here possesses that kind of power...not even his bride-to-be"

[Nalumire]

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"Catty. Can't stand it."

Perched in a window seat close to the wing of the aircraft, Noel lounged listening to the fuss and clamor coming from their contemporaries. They looked over, able to catch the two girls with the attitudes as they slinked off with their tails between their legs. The Peace summit they were attending was already in sweeping talks of war before the event began, an auspicious omen they thought.

"You'd hope that those you charge to lead a nation one day would be able to conduct themselves in public." They commented over the ambient noise, so that everyone in the vessel could hear them. Noel laughed, knowing that someone in the crowd would take personal offense and rightfully so. Noblesse Oblige set this particular group of individuals steps above the common folk, all their wards. Being the 778th Emperor preparing to take the throne of the Kosin River Valley, they expected their peers to at least act like they were in the company of one member of nobility they respected, if not themselves.

Nazuma would look as he hear a voice ring across the room. It was if his demeanor changed. He wasn't one to spat in such tones yet he had to defend his bride. He sought no poin t of really raising a issue with anyone here. Everyone knows who he is rather they reconize him or not he was a person of intrest to those who picked on him. His "Peers" those who he and Daitsuya had to deal with in the Denkai Kingdom. Those who want to entice the prince to see what the King could do to him.

"I do aplogize for such ill tongue of one of our Patrons, however, someone is to speak on my Kingdom's Politics, I believe I should be the one to do so.. Honestly, Denki Politics doesn't concern every tongue. I just ask you all respect me and the princess. " Nazuma said as he would bow to all in the room.

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Hundreds of nobles and their wards filled this airship with an almost cacophonic array of chatter. Though he had become accustomed to traveling in and out of the Denkai and Denkou kingdoms he couldn't help but miss the tranquility of the Minakingdom, even if it was a cold dead tranquility. A sobering silence for sure, but at least it gave you the space to together your thoughts. For many folks, thoughts were all they had. To even speak suggestively of the current King was enough to warrant arrest.

If not flat-out public shaming and in some cases exile.

The noise wasn't completely unwelcome. He supposed it did remind him of much more peaceful times when folks could just casually gather. When the desire to thrive was more common spread amongst the realms. Though with the arrival of the third astral year being upon them the tug of war for power's tension had only grown in tandem with the powers behind them. Not to mention the fear of the horseman. As a world, everything stood on the recipe for change. Whether it be for the destruction of unification remained to be seen. He knew though, for either kingdom, whether Denkou of Denkai one common problem needed to be solved. Myos needed to be removed from the throne and the True Emerald King and Ruby Kings upon their respective thrones. But, that was not what this was. This was a purely political ploy to create a guise of advocacy between the varying nations. The main kingdom included. They all could benefit from banding together and burying some miscellaneous hatchets.

"He has no true interest in peace for peace's sake. He wishes to truly isolate the main kingdom and is using unity only to expand his reach. Starting with the nation around Astral's dominion"

These thoughts belonged to one of the most notable names in both kingdoms. The second seat of the stalwart house of Grizzly mages and its youngest inheritor. Evant Urso. Also with him were his trusted house members Gregor and Corvin. Evant himself was draped in very subtle but regal decorum. He wore a more casual style hoping to avoid drawing too much attention to himself. Urso men were coveted for their physique and large well-maintained hair. He stood about 6'4 225 pounds of muscle. Years of training and mediation had sculpted him into a man worthy of the name Urso. A black turtleneck under an earth-green pea trench coat. His beard was trimmed low as he was urged to have a "clean" look when representing the main kingdom in this most... auspicious event. His hair was loc'd and styled in a bow-like formation. Varying mixes of stones were woven into his hair. The designs were simple and humble though the actual quality of the stones themselves is what truly distinguished their value. One of the native art forms of the kingdom is a process of magic metallurgy that allows them to weave stones like threads. Gold, silver, and facets of jade are etched ever so intricately. Truth be told...most Urso looked incredibly alike, their only true way of not being misidentified as twins is the way they express themselves via hair. All of them did so, none liked to admit their likeness. Evant's piercing amber gaze was his most separating quality. They say it is a gaze that sees the world as it should be rather than what it is.

Crovin: Sir, when should we make efforts to rendezvous with Prince Nazuma there are a crap ton of people here it could take us eons.

Said Corvin Elliot Urso, This boy could never be serious but his personality and uncanny ability to retain information were awe-inspiring. Corvin, the 8th seat of the Blackfoot sub-branch of Urso. Though normally an 8th seat would not have the rank to be of the personal guard of the second son. However, he was personally chosen by Evant due to not only his impressive knowledge of the ways of their kingdom but his uncanny abilities to retain and process information old or new, and thus Evants father granted him an ambassador rank that supersedes his standing within the house. As a royal ambassador, he is the bridge that connects much of many of the sub-factions between the common folk and royals. He was perfect at finding folk and his word was well respected... His rank is largely due to his poor disposition and lack of ambition. He sported a also rather simple look. A black vest and blazer with shoes, gloves, and shades to match. His hair was solid black loc but it had a more fine composition cascading lines of kneaded silk.

Gregor: *Grunt* Please Corvin, enough of your grumbling, the master chose me especially for this. To find help the prince in this...snakes den would be child's play. Or...are you questioning the capabilities of your betters?

Gregor Ramuh Urso was the third seat, closest in rank to the claim of the Head of household aside from Evant himself. Loyal and diligent with an incredible knack for sensory magic. It was so keen that he could "sniff out" the faintest traces of magical presence while producing the most intricate and detailed profile of their owners. He was perfect for the task of going to find the prince. The current ruler of Denkou lands sought to use this conference as a means to not only potentially open new roads of connectivity between the Main kingdom but to also peer into the doings of Nazuma, the scorned crown prince of the Denkai. Gregor himself was the more dressed down of the trio. He wore a simple white button-up in a relaxed fashion, neck ordained with light but exquisite gold necklaces with runic etchings of sapphire and ruby. His chest revealed a tattoo that bore his HouseHold symbol. His hair was thick, course almost magenta red colored. His eyes were a soft light pink.

Corvin sneered at him preparing a response that would tear him open. However upon hearing a prejudiced statement like "Your betters" escape Gregor's mouth he would find Evant staring at him. The look was swift but conveyed an almost tangible ton of force that caused Gregor to lower his head immediately. Evant looked away just as quickly and went back to strumming through his thoughts.

"Gregor...never again."

Gregor cleared his throat before returning to an upright posture only to find Corvin making a teasing expression. A pulsating vein of irritation popped on Gregor's forehead.

"Corvin initiate a pathway, this is too much noise for me to focus on the objective. Gregor when the grid has been formed begins searching for the prince's naten. A minor task to be sure. After all..."

He said turning the page of his book before looking over the horizon of his book and the myriad of people networking about.

"No one here possesses that kind of power...not even his bride-to-be"

As The Prince apologized for his words, Daitsuya Picked upon the voice of the Urso who boarded the ship. Her eyes cut across the room. She would began to search for them frantically. She couldn't focus, Nazuma's Apology grabbed most of the room. Some just went back to what they were doing and continued to indulge themselves back into their own conversations. Nazuma.. You must have felt it just now. She said as she took a bow with him. Her voice was low as if she was trying to tell him a secret. Nazuma knew of Evant's presence so he wanted to not piss him off. If he had been standing next to the Prince he would have sure made him do this very such thing.; the other royal children would begin to just look away as if the two of them were being weird along with the person who spoke on the way nobles should be.

Boy 1: Well if one must state who we must be now then the kinship we all share is pointless, a royal should not speak as either of you have. I agree with you.. Might I ask thought... Who are you?... The Denki Kingdoms advocates are always the talk of our parties. Quite frankly I wish we all leave them their just."

Boy 2: Yeah let just party we have no parents here. Can we please have some fun.. Lets make peace. No need for an apology The Raiden Stone Kingdom had it coming and so did that little trio. Every Summit they pick on everyone here so it was nice to see someone stick it to them..

Nazuma would rise his head standing straight up. He then exhaled and turned to face the three Princes standing before him. He would give them a nod and speak. " Tis true, that is all we ask." Rossern would step between them excusing them.I have made the connection please, right this way you two. He is waiting in the back.

The two of them would fellow behind Rossern and soon met up with Evant and crew. He looked at the Man as he stood before his brothers protector. The only person who could find his brother, yet his loyalty halters him from his duty. Nazuma almost filled with rage as he want to scream at him. How could you?.. was what his face read. Nazuma had a respect for Evant that no one truly understood but the two of them, one would say that Evant was their triplet how close the three of them were. "So.. We are here and we even dress up for you." Nazuma said as he approached the Urso Trio. He and Daitsuya sported outfits suited for royals they dressed in fine fabrics and precious topaz stones with trims of gold. The Snow haired Prince jokingly hitched to not throw any scuttle of his anger here. He knew this wasn't the place to truly speak on Dazuma's disappearance. "Your Majesties this way, Please to see You again, Sir Evant, Sir Corvin and Sir Gregor. I take it your trip to the Astral lands was most pleasant. She motioned as she spoke to the Urso trio. For Nazuma and the others to sit in the booth not to far from the wing of the plane. I never really got why these things are held. The Princess said as she came to the prop her feet on the coffee table like surface.This conference good for The Kingdom.. Not Only are they Sending a Few Noble ranking Families the Best Image is well You and your bride. Once Only do you represent Dracovis...The Next step is who do you Feel that King Was and What King you will be. You slipped your pricks a laymen's tongue they shall forever remember but do realize where we are? three hundred fifty seven royal children are here from over 50 of our neighboring lands territories, Honestly we maybe the only actual combat trained in this room. We must be on high alert. She said as she moved Daitsuyas feet as the rest of them walked into the booth.

NAzuma's eyes still locked on to Evant. But he Still held his tongue he knew The only was for them to talk was to make the link.I'll, invoke the link. My eyes are the prettiest any way.Iribrium , a place where Denkou minds can talk to one another through a mental link allowing them to a communication system on certain royal can link to.

[Marquae Noel]

This conference good for The Kingdom.. Not Only are they Sending a Few Noble ranking Families the Best Image is well You and your bride. Once Only do you represent Dracovis...The Next step is who do you Feel that King Was and What King you will be. You slipped your pricks a laymen's tongue they shall forever remember but do realize where we are? three hundred fifty seven royal children are here from over 50 of our neighboring lands territories, Honestly we maybe the only actual combat trained in this room. We must be on high alert. She said as she moved Daitsuyas feet as the rest of them walked into the booth.

NAzuma's eyes still locked on to Evant. But he Still held his tongue he knew The only was for them to talk was to make the link.I'll, invoke the link. My eyes are the prettiest any way.Iribrium , a place where Denkou minds can talk to one another through a mental link allowing them to a communication system on certain royal can link to.

"You know, comments like that have started wars, right?" Noel leaned over the back of the booth, begrudged the trio felt comfortable enough to sit directly at their back after trying to add their own seasoning to the situation. Noel definitely carried themselves with an air of grace, elegance, the way their tail wrapped around their body as they walked through the room always commanded attention and they rarely reciprocated unless provoked. Noel's progeny instilled in them the necessity of graciousness and benevolence when dealing with the masses, most importantly with common folk. If in the company of high born or respected status, always act on equal yoke, but take much care in those less fortunate. Noel's family built an empire out of splintered river banks and meant to maintain the respect they garnered throughout the world, no matter the cost.

Noel understood the gravity of the situation, but took their own artistic liberties with its execution.

"If you really cared about who was combat trained, you should have spoken up while you had the floor. It would have made for a much better show."

Noel leaned on their hand lazily and their smarmy grin bled 'try me'. They scanned the room, some of the other attendees, or at least their attendants looked like they might know their way around a House or two, but Noel was always taught to assume everyone can defend themselves in a pinch, to what degree would be the shown in time. It'd been a while since the 777th Marquae had to attend a royal juncture, they hoped the event was postponed for technical difficulties, but the fates weren't in their favor that day. If they had to be in attendance, they might as well have some fun along the way. Call it "Field work research on possible allies" for the Diamond Dust records, just in case.

[Dalazar Denkou]

A twinkle of naten flashed in Corvin's eye as he established a connection to the nexus known as "Iribrium". It was a complicated yet highly well-managed system of energetic pathways created through a combined manipulation of the slight psychic all Denkou possess and naten the natural energy that flows through all things. Denkou, by birth, are lightning magi able to manipulate and wield electrical currents via magic. Their very blood is especially endowed with esoteric magical lightning that the power of the First Emerald King gifted them. Due to the innovative House of Gamallow the Emerald King's power allowed for this system to exist. By imprinting one's naten signature onto a Denkous pathway so long as both parties are conscious communication can happen. Corvin's face was shocked, it seemed this task would be much easier than he thought.

Corvin: Sire, the Prince has already activated the link.

Evant smirked

"I see. I should've guessed he'd know I was here and would want to try to find me as soon as possible."

After all, Evant was the only one who knew anything of his brighter. Fortuinelty enough though Dazuma was in good health so he needn't worry but he was growing and evolving. It would interest Evant to see if the Ruby Prince had done the same.

Corvin: The Urso princess is with him as well. Should I open the three-way call?

"No need. We will soon be upon them."

He gave Gregoir a knod it was time to search for Nazuma. While connected to Iribrium certain naten channels needed to be used. Ones that would make it a simple task for Greogr to find. Evant would not waste time asking for his location. He doubt he would be able to find it with the thick crowds around him.

"Corvin Transfer the power of the link to me. I shall speak with the prince, personally. Meanwhile, let us make our way to him."

Corvin: You got it sire! Link, transfer- Connection to Nazuma Denkou established.

"Ah Prince Nazuma. Under the Asharins hand, I greet you. I trust you've been keeping out of trouble?"

He spoke as Gregor pointed east of the ship. There was a dreadfully long hallway they needed to cross to reach the general area where Nazuma was. Evant rose from his seat and stretched lightly before making his way to the hallway. He truly hoped the Prince did not bring his flippant tongue with him aboard the aircraft. After all, it was a PEACE conference but the word of a Denkou used incorrectly couple sires the seed of war indeed.

[Fate I]

With a whoosh and swerve the ship of the royals sored across the lands of The Mother. She was vast with her plush green bushes of trees. Her close body of waters. The ship cut the air with a light whistle and ring. The speed was blinding. The royals could see the stars of the galaxy as sthe entered the dark side of Vescrutia as the sun was set. Night life on the other side of the world was much like everywhere else she came came in a sudden bringing all walks of life onto her surface.

The Captain would be heard over the intercom, as the audio system came on. Most would be surprised to see a woman as their captain. The man before was just the ships Navigattor. He was simply stepping in for the captain. A holographic image of the captain would be seen as she appeared in the middle of the room.

I am Pharoe Khaiden, I am the ships captain, Now I haven't met all of you formally but I will soon before this voyage is over. I must say we will be stopping for fuel soon. this is just an overlay for a couple hours it seems we have to do some emergency repairs. We will be stopping in Valdoran shortly. Please allow us time to fix the ship. We have Dinner awaiting you all in the main dining hall. Pleas enjoy our hospitality and we do encourage you all to mingle after all we are all family here.

The message was short and concise. Just as it started it ended. The royals would then meet different users and they would line up showing the way to the dining hall. Those of the royals who chose to go have dinner with the royals. The Astral Kingdoms would have the main chairs in the hall because they are the featured land of the conference. They would be addressed by and seat next to the captain.

The masses continued to the dinning area were they sat. The captain would meet those who wanted to meet. A She would greet them all with a smile the woman was rather short but her power radiated off of her. She came to center of the crowd, Each table would be rsvp for the representives from each land. Please everyone take your seats the food will be ready shortly."

The servers would come out as each royal took their seats. They would soon get their orders and all would begin eating or wating to be served. There would be a live ban playing Vescrutian hip hop muisc and dance.

Many of the royals looked at their allies as the show went on, one could tell there was tension between a few warring lands this would spark as arguments between the east and the west lands of the Astral Plains filled the air. Soon they would dock on a island just outside the first location of Valdoran. The altercation would be broken up and the youths would exit the ship while the maintenance did their jobs. Quickly The Guards restrained the youths who started to fight and escorted them out of the dinning hall.

:Everyone remain calm we have the situation under control. The Westlands and East tribes will remain on seperate wings and shall eat separate from the masses. I have promised all your families that I will get you all to the Summit unharmed. I apoligize for the chaos that just happen surly we can make this trip with out any more distractions. She said as the ones who started to fight were cuffed and sent into separate parts of the ship.

The waiters would continue to take orders as things now settled down and the music and entertainment came back out to finish their show.

[Nalumire]

With a whoosh and swerve the ship of the royals sored across the lands of The Mother. She was vast with her plush green bushes of trees. Her close body of waters. The ship cut the air with a light whistle and ring. The speed was blinding. The royals could see the stars of the galaxy as sthe entered the dark side of Vescrutia as the sun was set. Night life on the other side of the world was much like everywhere else she came came in a sudden bringing all walks of life onto her surface.

The Captain would be heard over the intercom, as the audio system came on. Most would be surprised to see a woman as their captain. The man before was just the ships Navigattor. He was simply stepping in for the captain. A holographic image of the captain would be seen as she appeared in the middle of the room.

I am Pharoe Khaiden, I am the ships captain, Now I haven't met all of you formally but I will soon before this voyage is over. I must say we will be stopping for fuel soon. this is just an overlay for a couple hours it seems we have to do some emergency repairs. We will be stopping in Valdoran shortly. Please allow us time to fix the ship. We have Dinner awaiting you all in the main dining hall. Pleas enjoy our hospitality and we do encourage you all to mingle after all we are all family here.

The message was short and concise. Just as it started it ended. The royals would then meet different users and they would line up showing the way to the dining hall. Those of the royals who chose to go have dinner with the royals. The Astral Kingdoms would have the main chairs in the hall because they are the featured land of the conference. They would be addressed by and seat next to the captain.

The masses continued to the dinning area were they sat. The captain would meet those who wanted to meet. A She would greet them all with a smile the woman was rather short but her power radiated off of her. She came to center of the crowd, Each table would be rsvp for the representives from each land. Please everyone take your seats the food will be ready shortly."

The servers would come out as each royal took their seats. They would soon get their orders and all would begin eating or wating to be served. There would be a live ban playing Vescrutian hip hop muisc and dance.

Many of the royals looked at their allies as the show went on, one could tell there was tension between a few warring lands this would spark as arguments between the east and the west lands of the Astral Plains filled the air. Soon they would dock on a island just outside the first location of Valdoran. The altercation would be broken up and the youths would exit the ship while the maintenance did their jobs. Quickly The Guards restrained the youths who started to fight and escorted them out of the dinning hall.

:Everyone remain calm we have the situation under control. The Westlands and East tribes will remain on seperate wings and shall eat separate from the masses. I have promised all your families that I will get you all to the Summit unharmed. I apoligize for the chaos that just happen surly we can make this trip with out any more distractions. She said as the ones who started to fight were cuffed and sent into separate parts of the ship.

The waiters would continue to take orders as things now settled down and the music and entertainment came back out to finish their show.

As you can see it is unrest in the lands outside of our Kingdom. Many royals are very deep into their own politics that everything boils over into their children. Those two lands have been fighting over Raini Flowers. .
The bonding agent used in denkimetal comes from its nectar and petals . So they are at war over a flower that grows in the flurries of snow. All they have to do is travel the ranges during the winter... said Daitsuya as she watched along with the rest of them.
If it were that simple... Nazuma said

"Ah Prince Nazuma. Under the Asharins hand, I greet you. I trust you've been keeping out of trouble?"

He spoke as Gregor pointed east of the ship. There was a dreadfully long hallway they needed to cross to reach the general area where Nazuma was. Evant rose from his seat and stretched lightly before making his way to the hallway. He truly hoped the Prince did not bring his flippant tongue with him aboard the aircraft. After all, it was a PEACE conference but the word of a Denkou used incorrectly couple sires the seed of war indeed.

Hmm?... Evant is in the Iribrium...They are coming should be here shortly...Nazuma said as he Sat next to the Captain and the women sat on the side of him Daitsuya closest to him and Rossern just after her. They Look at the other royals the ones that they had to govern and protect. Some were warriors, others just looked like spoiled rich kids. He wondered what was everyone thinking. He was rather nervous as the events made him very uncomfortable he felt he was underdressed seeing how everyone was dressed yet he didnt show it only felt it. He would side eye as he watched the entrance for Evant and the others to show.

"Trouble heh me no way I'm more destructive than troublesome..Nazuma said into the network.

Everyone looked so elegant and beautiful it was a wonder how the separations of powers and resources maintained a equal revenue for every family here. The link was established and it was as if they were face to face. A mental link made between the Denki on the ship. Nazuma felt them.
Tell any news on Dazu?

Just as he asked his question a waiter came and handed him a menu. I'll have the best wine you have and also some of this Urangian Pasta. Chikong and bread sticks.

HE looked over at the captain he couldn't believe that this little woman was head of such a large crew. He also wondered how powerful was she to be trusted with all the royals offspring. However, Now was not the time to do gauge his power with hers, he ultimately got lost in her beauty and a rise would begin it was as if he was stuck in a trance . He then would feel a smack to the back of his head.

You know I can feel what you are feeling.. calm your hormones down before I snip snip Daitsuya said as she made a scissor cutting motion with her hand. Rossern would snicker at the princess' reaction to Nazuma's impure thoughts.

[Dalazar Denkou]

As Evant and his Honor Gaurd made their way through the hallway they were soon treated with a holographic visage. Evant did not cease his stride though Corvin would stop erubtly mesmerized by the captain's beauty.

Corvin: Daamn crazy Lil body on that one

He said lowering his glasses to the tip of his nose eye proactively budling out of their sockets. Gregor smirked brushing past his comrade and nudging him forward.

Greor: She'd sooner let you greet the end of her sword than her hand. Make haste lest our Lord leave you in her...hollo company.

Corvin would brush his shoulder. Grepor was a massive dude and Corvin was much smaller than he just a nudge was enough to leave a bruise scarcely.

Corvin: You're not funny dude, whoever told said you were... lied."

Evant continued in his stride

"Trouble heh me no way I'm more destructive than troublesome..."

Evant smirked

"When It comes to you and your brother those things often mean the same."

Tell any news on Dazu?

The smallest of chuckles before Nazuma inquired of his brother. For a second Evant did h3esitate. Even though the Iribrium was a place that only Denkou could access the agents of Myos were not far not few. In fact, any number of folks from any of the other kingdoms could be posing as his eyes ears, and this case, even the mind. Though it is not common by far and requires an incredible talent it is possible to eavesdrop in iribrium possibly even weaponize the connection. Dazuma's journey had blossomed from a sacred unnurtured seedling into a verdant oasis of ambition. Having finally taken hold of his destiny and learned the truth of his people he decided to press on toward the path of kings...Alone at least for now. How much thought of the truth could Evant truly reveal? He could not guarantee that even Irirbuim would be the best place to speak...and so Evant knew there was one place they could go that none but the two of them not even his love Daistuya could follow.

The Sovereign Plane.

However, now was not the time. The weight of such truth alone would shatter the prince's already fragile ego. There were other things to focus on...like how to properly defuse the mentions of the other kingdoms. Should the truth about the Denkou origins be revealed utter chaos was sure to ensue. Many of these folks' ancestors were victims of the Denkou-Shi. It would prompt every kingdom around them to wage war with the Main kingdom which is exactly what Myos wishes...more lambs for the slaughter of the Daishin. With his people in such disarray, they were vulnerable, a concept that at one point and time in their history was absolutely unheard of. Even now the storm of the Emerald Ascenion wanes.

" Your Highness there will be time to speak about your brother for now, please take solace in knowing that he is alive and well.
What I can say is this, Dazuma is now ready to embark on the Path Of Kings. He waits for you, he waits for the alignment."

Sigil, a time when one of Vescrtuia's moons; Kyrin, along with several stars are locked with each other in a celestial grasp of orbit causing their lights to mix and blend creating a gorgeous Beryl hue. This moment only lasts for mere moments and happens only every 500 years. In Denkou history it is said that the first Emerald King Bonded with The Asharin while bathed in this light after traveling to the Sovergin Plane a place that only those possessing the birthright could enter. Dazuma had faced his demons but was Nazuma ready to do the same? Should he not be, then Dazuma may be faced with the turmoil of not only the Denjkou but the Denkai as well.

" What is prevalent however is how you intend to break through the tension of the realms surrounding the Denkai. From what I can see the flames of ambition and conquest are burning brighter than ever before. Should the conference fail surely will the Denkai fall unless..."

Many of the people recognized Evant. Being next in line for the House of Urso seated In the main kingdom attracted quite a bit of attention. Evant waves here and there but he narrowly pays them any mind his attention focused solely on what he is speaking with Nazuma about. Corvin and Greore kept the fan base away from their brother and leader.

"Unless there is a King they can call on to defend them."

Moments passed and they soon entered the banquet hall to find Nazuma pressed tightly against Daistuya who was giving him a meaningful glare. Soon Evant would be standing before him his amber eyes radiating a soft yet powerful look.

" So Nazuma...who do you think that King will be?"

He said that his connection to Iribrium would be terminated cutting off their mental conversation instead, exchanging it for a verbal one.

"Wait is that who I think it is?"

" Huh? You didn't hear? Even the Main Kingdom has sent an Envoy to this conference"

"An Urso head? Things must be really tense everywhere"

"Damn, he fine, and check out his Honor Gaurd ugh gag me with a spoon...or whatever else they got."

"Shh"

Gregor: Now before us stands the soon-to-be right hand of the Emerald King next in line for the royal seat of the ferocious House of Urso; Son of the Great Ebon Ursin; Leader of the Grizzley Mages; Evant Elliot Van Urso Denkou.

The room erupted in applause. The lands were filled with Evant's many accomplishments as a herald of peace and an avatar between the two kingdoms. Much of his work centered around economic equity and advancing the militant strength of the Denkai nation through personal training of the Denkai Urso. By extension, he worked closely with the Arch Shapers and Weaver when dealing with the numerous intersections of Denkou trade and relation with the neighboring nation mainly the trades of Denki metal that existed with Neovia and the Astral as well as several minor communities further out. Talk of not only his intellect but battle proposes have been on the tongue of many nobles and their lords. As the applause died down Evant would speak once more.

" Prince Nazuma; Heir to the Crimson throne Scion of the House of Ri'ore; The Ruby Prince. Under the Asharin's eye I great you. And your lovely bride-to-be "


He bowed first to the prince reaching out his hand for that of Lady Daistuya's. Gregor and Corvin were also in bowing positions.

[Marquae Noel]

This kind of posturing is exactly why I’m in no rush to the throne. Ew.

Noel had leaned back in their booth, looking out the window by themselves. Rarely did they travel by air, so missing some of the most spectacular views was automatically out of the question if the choice stood between entertaining pompous banter and enjoying stoic solitude. Stoic understated their calm demeanor, they were born into the world with their path already set, laid out before them in a fenced off world behind the walls of a foreign kingdom. They rarely traveled home, their work and training with Diamond Dust and the brother’s bond shared with the Kosin River Empire specifically barred them from entry until the passing of the previous emperor. On the one hand, they were given the world, on the other, it was always bigger than they were able to see. Noel mused on the hypocrisy often, it jaded their outlook on life and brought a biting edge to their persona. They hated arguing unnecessarily, especially when the situation called for decorum expected of royalty, but always took the chance to educate their less practiced contemporaries when it was convenient. In the midst of these 50 children, the class would be too large to handle responsibly so Noel opted to listen until something more interesting came up.