Back in Archcades, The Odin and the rest of the fleet returned, boarding in Archades’ Imperial Army private Aerodome, Judge Ixion and General Savayna depart from the ship and they make their way to Emperor Vincent’s office to deliver their report personally. Usually they would just send him their reports separately and in paper/folder form, but the matters at hand really call for a personal visit. Besides, the information that Judge Ixion has gathered will be truly crucial to his highness. As they appeared in his office, Vincent sits in his chair as he had thusly motioned them to come in. They walked down, with Savayna on the right and Ixion on the left. The sounds of clanking metal could be heard, mainly from Ixion’s armor as the metal was more sturdy and thick than Savayna’s. Even though Savayna’s was lighter than Ixion’s, it still made a metal-clanking sound. As they came to a stop at the steps. [b]“So, I assume the invasion went as planned?” [/b]Vincent said as he sat at his desk in a relaxed manner. Savayna spoke. [b]“Your highness, I think Judge Magister Ixion should be the one to tell you.”[/b] She said looking down. She didn’t want to make him angry again. Ixion looked to Savayna, he huffed, but said nothing to her. [b]“It did not go as we had initially planned. “ [/b]He said. Vincent wasn’t mad, but he wanted to know what went wrong. [b]“Do tell me what error there was in our plan?”[/b] [b]“The initial attack was successful and even when I went into the palace personally, it was successful, but I ran into some… unforeseen obstacles.”[/b] He said as disappointment took over his tone. Vincent was intrigued. [b]“Unforeseen obstacles?”[/b] Vincent curiously asked. Ixion coughed, [b]“Your brother, your lordship. Him and a couple of ladies got in the way.” [/b]He said. Vincent almost lost his cool there, but he regained his composure. [b]“I see and did you deal with my brother and these two women?” [/b] He asked showing restraint in anger. [b]“I’m sorry, your lordship, but due to our fleet being pushed back, we had to retreat. However,” [/b]He said. [b]“However?” [/b]Vincent asked. [b]“However, I did find out some interesting information.” [/b]He said as cleared his throat. [b]“One of the women with Prince Jackson was a blonde by the name of Nadeline Roselia , the Princess of the Rozzarian Empire and third to the throne.” [/b]He said, revealing who one of the blonde women were. Vincent smiled. [b]“This is most excellent. This will definitely work in our favor. “ [/b]He said getting up. [b]“Does she know you know?”[/b] He asked. Ixion shook his head. [b]“No, your highness.” [/b] [b]“Good, let’s keep it that way.” [/b]He said. Vincent walked over in front of his desk, and looked at the two in front of him. [b]“I thank you for your report. You two may leave now.” [/b]He said as he was leaning against his desk and motioned the two of them to leave. As they left, Vincent was riveting in the new information he just received. He knew what he was going have to do and perhaps something positive would come out of all of this. Vincent would have to be put in contact with Rozarria. [b]“Please send in Michel.”[/b] He said as he pressed a button on his desk that would send a message to his assistant, which she would send in Michel. Within minutes, Michel would arrive. [b]“You requested me sir?”[/b] Michel said as he bowed on one knee. [b]“I need your skills.” [/b]Vincent said as he had his arms behind his back. Michel’s eyes widened in joy, but he remained in a calm composure. [b]“I will do whatever you request sir. “[/b] He said. Vincent was pleased. [b]“That’s good to hear. Now listen up, “[/b] ----- 6 hours later In Rabanastre, the streets are full of destruction, but the citizens are still alive, well the ones that weren’t blown to bits. At the very least, they can start to rebuild their city a little bit at a time. It’s the spirits of the citizens that will keep the city alive even in time of disaster. As the citizens will rebuild the spirit of the city, within the palace, there is a feast being in the King’s honor. At the table is the royal family and the three people that at least tried to save the king; Jaakuna, Emiri, and Nadeline. In the [url=http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/58853/dining-room.jpg]royal dining hall[/url], there is a table that has a bunch of different kind of food on it which includes several main and side dishes and just anything that one can imagine. Above the lighting is prepared by a giant chandelier that just hangs and provides a special kind of light fueled by Magicite that creates a certain luminescence brightness to the room, which just adds to the overall wonderous look the dining room has. At the head of the table is Prince Wesley. He stands holding a glass. [b]“I would like to dedicate this glorious meal to my father, Jonathan Rufus Dalmasca. He was a proud, stubborn man, but he loved his country with all of his heart. Even in the last moments of his death, he defended his country and would not tell the enemy anything. For that, I would like to celebrate his memory tonight. Here here!!”[/b] He said as he toasted to his father and the man he was. At the table to the left of him was his baby sister, [url=http://www.4artgarden.com/gallery/2012/11/Amethyst-fantasy-female-portraits.jpg]Cassandra Annalise Dalmasca[/url]. She wore a simple black dress laced with white and gold jewels around it. The dress itself was made with silk, so her natural curves were obviously shown. The rest of the family was just her uncles, aunts, and other such relatives. The announcement that the eighteen year old would be named the Princess and ruler of Dalmasca hit her hard, but she will accept it. Jaakuna was dressed in some fancy [url=http://menfash.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Formal-Suits-for-Men-The-Most-Demanded-Fashion-Clothing.jpg]Formal wear[/url] that he hated wearing, but he had to for this special occasion. [b]“Damn, I hate formal dinners like this.”[/b] He said as he leaned to Emiri, who was sitting next to him to his right, and Nadeline was next to Emiri. [b]“Don’t you hate them too, Emiri?”[/b] ----- When Michel heard what Vincent had to say, he was in shock, but the more that he talked to him about how Prince Jackson was running around with one of the princesses of the Rozarrian Empire, Vincent thought it would be a good idea for Michel to go to Stigma, the capital of the Rozarrian Empire and somehow work out a temporary truce between the two empires to get what they wanted. It would be interesting to say the least. As he neared Stigma in his unbranded Airship, Michel pulled into the area where Airships go. As he pulled in, and proceeded to walk through the entracne of Stigma’s Aerodomehe was stopped by Rozarrian officials. [b]“State your name, occupation, and business on Stigma.” “Michelangelo Von Sicarius. I am the head of Archadia’s Stalth operations, personal assistant to General Savayna Glacie-Darcone. I was sent here on urgent matters on behalf of his majesty, Emperor Vincent Darcone. I have…information that I think the Empress herself would like to hear.”[/b]