Those words rang through the Princes ears 'No, it's okay Jasper really,' they echoed a few times, he had heard this from her before and every time he had to react the same way. He had to go along with it, acting like it was okay, giving the appearance that he too had forgotten, but inside he knew the risk was there and he hated knowing that she could hurt someone, or maybe even herself. He sighed and let his head hung low for a second, he clenched one of his fists tightly, and his eyes started to water, he was scared, though at the time he acted on impulse and showed little emotion, reflecting on it revealed its true risk and Jasper was paranoid about it. He feared for his sister's well-being, the others in the castle, his father's, mother's even Rune's before his own. He let out a breath and released his fingers from his palms grasp, raising his head slowly so his eyes would dry and show that he wasn't about to cry, "Alri-" she cut him off and ran out of the great hall. He sighed once more and relaxed his posture, being formal in front of Rune wasn't much of priority to him as it was to be in front of Jemma.

There was nothing but silence in the hall, the marble reflected light and blurred silhouettes, the smell of flowers filled his nose, the maidens rearranging them. It was then that the silence was broken, Rune had spoke to him but the Prince did not give a returning look of attention, he just listened. The words were said like they were recited, read off a manuscript, that's how Rune often spoke, sounded so formal and wise yet relaxed as ever. He hesitated to respond, his mouth opening and only air escaping, "...I..." Jemma returned. She gave each of them a flower from their garden, one was a rose and Jasper immediately feared she would be pricked again, and the other resembled just as she said, beauty. He watched Rune with the corner of his eye carefully taking the flower out of her hands, and then looking right at Jemma with a smile that seemed to be painted on his face, but if you knew him, you could tell there was something bothering him.

He straightened up his posture and took the flower with a smile staring at it, trying to picture his life in the future, ruling this kingdom just like his father, maybe even greater than him. "Thank you Jemma, I'll cherish it," being royalty their education was far greater than the average kid at their age so bigger words could be said and understood, Jasper had no problem understanding what Rune was saying and proceeded to turn his attention to the tall man before giving a nod in acceptance, showing that he both forgave him and promised but with no need of speaking. He then looked down at his sister's hand and grabbed it gently, "Come on, let's go put this in a safe place," he started to guide the Princess away from Rune and towards their room.

A few hours had passed and Jasper had placed the beautiful flower in a small safe box, one similar to a jewelry box but without the extra compartments. He sat upon his own bed, his shoes off and his shirt untucked, he rarely wore his shirt like that, but being in his room and away from all the formality he could relax and let loose a bit. He stared at the ground before looking up at his sister across the room. He opened his mouth to say something along the lines of what had happened today, but he felt like it wasn't a proper time, no time was, she was hurt and talking about her risk could cause an accident, it was hard for him to hold back such thoughts and wanting to express them with her, but instead he just raised his head and painted another face, a happy and cheerful one, "Jemma? What do you suppose we do tomorrow? All I know is that Father has another meeting and Mother will be leaving to go to Iglasia, visiting for business matters."