Despite Nalia's many responsibilities as the homemaker, there was one thing her father always told her, "Obey your brother." She had no qualms about this in the past, Damien wasn't particularly demanding, but she realized now what her father had meant. They were royalty, and with their father dead, Damien was king. His instructions were not for her to be a dutiful younger sister, they were for her to be a loyal subject. Nalia slumped a bit; at least Lieze already supported Damien's decision.

[color=a187be]"Let's go, Theon,"[/color] Nalia soothed the weeping boy, [color=a187be]"Damien needs us to be strong."[/color] Theon followed wordlessly as she led him to the car to join the rest of their siblings. Nalia went back inside to pack her things as well as Theon's. It was hard deciding what to take and what to leave behind. She doubted if they would ever return. When finished she went back to the car. [color=a187be]"Do you have a destination in mind?"[/color] She asked Damien, wondering if there was some family secret that had been entrusted to him alone.