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[b][center] — The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave — [/center][/b]

Opening his eyes at the address, Prometheus gave the amber haired prince a long and unintentionally piercing glance, his eyes quickly darting to Kara over his shoulder as she made an encouraging gesture and back before the other boy noticed. Resisting the urge to make a biting comment in retort, he replied in an as even tone as he could manage.

[color=silver] "Prince Prometheus Blackwater of Skyhaven."[/color]

While normally customary to follow such an introduction with some manner of pleasantaries, he simply couldn't bring himself to care enough to give any. Seldo was a prince, and Prometheus knew the type, but no amount of rings or jewellery would be enough to change the opinion that Prometheus didn't owe him any kind words. If anything, the blatant show of wealth only served to irritate the white-haired prince. It wasn't as if the act was a direct insult, or even uncommon in this hall of royality and noble houses, but the message of superiority permiated from the gold and gemstones adorning the slightly shorter prince and, although possibly unintentional, the only thing he could liken the feeling to was that of a peacock spreading its feathers to make itself more impressive. Without intending to, his words came out a little more sharply than was strictly approriate for a polite conversation.

[color=silver] "What was it that you wished to speak to me about?" [/color]

Kara, stood at a respectful distance from her lord and the other prince, frowned softly and stepped forward with an apologetic look. Her eyes held a look of slight admonishment for a brief moment until she turned to the other prince and Prometheus saw her face soften a bit. To an untrained eye, it might have appeared that she had fallen for the prince, but Prometheus knew from experience that she was only doing this to make the prince more... agreeable. After all, what kind of man can be angry at a woman when she has such a look of apology? It would take an exceptionally cold man to do that, not that Prometheus wasn't such a person. Nevertheless, he said nothing as Kara attempted to apologise on his behalf, even if he felt that it was unnecessary and that he didn't need to justify himself.

[color=mediumslateblue] "I apologise for my prince's tone, Prince Seldo, but recent days have been weighing on him a bit." [/color]

Despite the apology, Prometheus' expression didn't change and neither did his position on the wall. He had no desire to play the political game Seldo wanted, and he certainly wasn't going to apologise for it. Instead, he remained still and waited for the other prince's answer, the temptation to simply walk out and tend to Vaylin and Othia slowly creeping higher in his mind. It was only the all but written rule that all students must stay to interact with one another that prevented him from doing so, so he hoped that at least this conversation would make it less insufferable for him...

[@Hayazo]