It was pretty much decided. Emiri and Savayna, much to their displeasure, would go after the esper while the trio of Wesley, Nadeline, and Jaakuna — all of royal blood — would go to Mount Bur Omisace to meet with the Gran Kiltias and learn of the proper way to use the Sword of Kings. However, there was definitely some stuff that everybody wanted to say no doubt. Wesley had spoke all what he wanted to say. He knew his place on this matter and he knew what he had to do to ensure everything goes according to plan. However, Savayna would be the one person who would seem to have a problem with this, and as she would speak, she would definitely let her opinions be stated and heard whether no one wanted to hear them or not.

[b]"This is total bullshit!"[/b] She yelled out. [b]"No offense to Miss Prissy, but this is not going to work!"[/b] She said loudly.

Wesley sighed as did Jaakuna. [b]"Listen, Lady Savayna. The only two other people other than myself that can go to Mount Bur Omisace are Jaakuna and Nadeline. We are all of royal blood, so for us to go meet the Gran Kiltias is only natural. I'm sorry you feel displeased about this, but you're going to have to make it work."[/b] Wesley spoke putting this matter to rest. Savayna would express her displeasure in grunts and moans, but she wouldn't utter any more words.

As the matter of who would go where was settled, Wesley spoke once more. [b]"I'm guessing there aren't any questions?"[/b] Wesley said, but then he noticed that Emiri was being awfully quiet. [b]"Emiri, why so quiet? Surely there is something you wish to say about all of this." [/b]Wesley said in a gentle, inquisitive tone.

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Shortly after Vincent gave the go ahead for Prince Grant to enter his office, said person entered the doors. He would walk down the carpet and what he would see was a table with two chairs and tea with two cups. Of course, food was there too. They were right in front of the stairs that lead to Vincent's desk. Grant would bow and as the Imperial Guards were standing on opposite ends of the room — to make ensure the safety of their Emperor — Prince Grant would speak about how it would be best for the two of them have a follow up. Vincent smirked, chuckled, and then would nod his head in agreement. It definitely was about time they talk about everything. 

Vincent would walk around his desk and take a seat closest to his desk. [b]"Please, Prince Grant, take a seat. I have tea and Archadian short bread. Let us enjoy it and talk." [/b]Vincent would say, offering Grant a place to sit and refreshments.