Roman’s response was to be expected, but despite it, Hamut definitely wasn’t joking or jesting or whatever Roman thought he was doing. Hamut was completely serious in when he suggested that his grandson take the throne from his other grandson, Vincent. Though, his reasoning for thinking Hamut was joking was respectful at the very least. It’s true that Roman is indeed a bastard and sure, having a bastard take the throne from a pure-blooded son would be going against everything that the tradition stands for, but Hamut is desperate and in all honesty, he never saw Roman as a bastard. He always was as pure as Jackson and Vincent.

[b]“Roman, I am as serious as I am your grandfather. Your brother Vincent is idiotic, impulsive, and everything that I despise about him. His recent endevours, however, have proven too much. He was willing to execute Lord Andre Iniabi’s daughter as well as Prince Grant Marshall Roselia. His greed for power has gone way too far. As for Jackson, he’s not in the right place to rule, not yet. I would take it myself, but due to my status as the First Judge, I cannot. “[/b] Hamut said standing up. [b]“That just leaves you, Roman. Despite your bastard status, you are the only one who can take the throne as a part of the Darcone family.”[/b] He said looking to Ramon sternly.[b] “If that isn’t enough, how would you like if I told you the real truth about your father and the real cause of his death?” [/b]Hamut said, turning his body slightly, but turning his one eye to Ramon.

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When Emiri told him that whatever he would choose normally would be fine when they he and Wesley would meet Nadeline’s father. She would just tell him to be himself. Jaakuna was still nervous about it, mainly how being himself might lead to him being thrown in jail again. Jaakuna should know by now that when faced with royalty or those of noble blood that he should act with respect, but still not trying to be phony. Yeah, that’s like telling a Dire Wolf not to bite enemies cause it’s unkind to do. Nonetheless, Jaakuna just stared at Emiri as she would reassure him.

In the time that it took the Ifrit to arrive at Stigma, everyone already got ready into whichever clothing that they would wear for the trip. They would also bring any kind of overnight wear that they would need. As for the attire that Jaakuna chose, he just went for his usual red jacket, olive-green pants, and black shoes with white lace. He also has red and white gloves. His jacket zipped up just cause he doesn’t want many to see the overwhelming amount of tattoos on his body.

When Jaakuna arrived, he was the last one as the rest of the group had all been waiting for him. Wesley chuckled. [b]“Glad you can join us.”[/b] Wesley said. Jaakuna stuck his tongue out. Savayna sighed at that. [b]“Let’s just get going then.” [/b]

As they would get ready to go, they all would stand in the Beaming Station and within seconds they were beamed down on the blue walkway that it seemed that Stigma had. [b]“Holy Shit!“[/b] Wesley, Savayna, and Jaakuna all said in unison, jaws dropped. Wesley would then turn to Nadeline, and Jaakuna to Emiri, and both said. [b]“You’re from HERE!?” [/b]The surprise was obvious from their expressions, but the awe would have to wait as they all have urgent business to attend to. Savayna was the only one that could actually function with a brain. [b]“C’mon ladies, the boys are obviously too star struck to move on.” [/b]Savayna said as she obviously included Grant in with the mix when she said ‘ladies’. Wesley and Jaakuna snapped out of it and they went along with them. This would definitely be a fun visit, at least that’s what they are hoping it would be.