"[b][color=fdc68a]Oh my, how romantic[/color].[/b]" Nadeline blushed, jabbing Emiri. "[b][color=fdc68a]You have yourself a lover, why in the world would you run away from him?[/color][/b]" This time, Emiri pinched Nadeline. "[b][color=fdc68a]Ow! What was that for?![/color][/b]" Emiri opened her mouth to make a retort, but the two were interrupted by Jaakuna calling out someone's name. At that point, it hit Nadeline: Jaakuna looked like Roman! That was why his appearance confounded her. Granted they differentiated in some parts, but physically, Jaakuna was the spitting image of a younger Roman.

The man in question recognized the voice. It would seem fate would bind him to Archadia after all. He cleared his throat, giving a signal to one of his soldiers, and calmly walked over to the group. "[b][[color=silver]A lady in each arm? I thought you were a dedicated man.[/color][/b]" He joked, though his face did turn to something serious. "[b][color=silver]Bringing the Ifrit here...what were you thinking? I now have a hostage situation at hand, you know. It seems Lady Savayna would resort to anything to get to you, even ignoring me and causing a ruckus.[/color][/b]" He looked at both Nadeline and Emiri--what was Jaakuna doing associating with the Rozarrian Princess? He then sighed, shaking his head. "[b][color=silver]One headache after another...you never change, do you, my little brother?[/color][/b]"

Emiri's jaw dropped at this point. So not only was he married to a general, he was also related to a Marquis?! He accused her of hiding things, meanwhile he was just a big bag of secrets himself, it seemed. Nadeline, however, did not take this news well. She put on a very serious face, gently pulling Emiri away from Jaakuna. She knew well of Roman's origins--if Jaakuna was related to him, then he was of the enemy empire. What in the world was Emiri doing with such a man? [i]But doesn't that make it even more romantic? In love with a man from the enemy...it's straight out of a romance novel![/i]