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[b][center] — The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave —
— 6th Day of Summer —[/center][/b]
[color=8B2C42]“Princess Rhelissa of House Fel.”[/color] She replied in turn, her tone remaining steady and unmoving.

The purpose of coming to The Conclave did not simply remain on the shoulders of academia as she was very much well aware. Her father intended her to meet many others and forge alliances to strengthen trade and military presence of Aladore— a situation that was sorely needed as their neighbors got more confident in the security of their own kingdoms. Aladore had always been the strongest of the northern raven’s and intended to remain that way through any means necessary. However, Rhelissa was thinking beyond her father as it would be likely his injury would eventually lead to an early demise or abdication by the time she was in her twenties; she needed to be ready for that and beginning alliances by knowing who was who and how they reacted to her was something she needed to do.

Her cold eyes looked at his own wandering eyes as they looked over to the direction with Ezran.

[color=8B2C42]“You seem interested elsewhere, Prince Prometheus. Would you wish to strike dialogue with them?”[/color]
  
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