Meira looked at Ranathia as she approached Fenrir then shook her head when Ranathia tried to stop her. She stopped not too far from the downed werewolf then offered her hand to help him up. She looked at him then smiled at him closing her eyes momentarily as she said confidently, "Lift your head, because you fought well. There is no need to put yourself down. No one is worthless. Everyone has a reason to be in this world. Though I can't give you the answer you're looking for I will say that winning or losing doesn't matter in a fight. It's what you learn from the experience that really counts. Had Ranathia not intervened the fight might have went differently, but I admire your valor for giving it your best. I understand that you only wish to be left alone, but do you know what it is you fight for? If I were to tell you I could build you a world everyone could be proud of would you lend me your strength? I have decided after seeing this world that denying my lineage is not the best option. Sure I don't want to be treated special or seen as a special figure when I rise to the sovereign status, but I can't continue to standby and watch people suffer like this. It's just too much to bear. I guarantee you that I will do my best to create an ideal place for you even to live in. You can tell me that peace and harmony are nothing but passing moments and I know that, but I will lay my life on the line to see that both are upheld. Justice does exist, but only when you can feel it in your heart. It gives me resolve to fight for those who are unfortunate. I'm not asking you to trust me right away, you can watch for yourself to see if you like what kind of person I become. If you think that I might become a person who I shouldn't become then you can strike me down right here!" 

Meira was confident that she could convince Fenrir to use his strength for purposes of good. She understood his pain better than anyone. Being abandoned was a feeling she knew all too well. Both her mother and father had abandoned her when she was just a child and she was raised by the Windgracian royal family. "I understand what it's like to be left in solitude. Both my mother and father abandoned me when I was still a very young child. My father first then my mother just mysteriously disappeared not too long after not even a trace of what happened to her or where she went. I know your heart feels emptiness inside of it. I could read the emotions I felt inside your heart with my sword Meleitling. They call it the Sword that Rends both Light and Darkness, but I think it's the Sword that Guides the Hearts of the Unfortunate. I think maybe I can give you a reason to fight if you would agree to help me build this nation where everyone can be happy. I'm still young and lack the experience to rule a nation properly, but I think if I gain more experience that over time I will grow into a leader everyone will put their hopes into. I'm not trying to take advantage of you or trying to use you as a pawn. If I ever give you that impression while you are under my protection you may strike me down where I stand and I will have no regrets."

"MEIRA!!!" Ranathia yelled at her not happy about her saying she'd die so easily. She didn't trust this person and she knew that he would harm Meira one day if she let her guard down. "I think you're being overconfident if you think we can trust someone like this who just blindly attacked a citizen." Meira shook her head at Ranathia as she turned her attention toward her. She knew that Fenrir had some good in him even if she didn't want to believe so.

"Princess, Ranathia is right about that fiend." A purple haired girl said as she approached the group riding on her pegasus. "You can't trust someone as violent as him."

"Thank god, you're both okay!" She added as she landed her pegasus on the ground as she commanded Meira's pegasus to land which she tracked down earlier to bring back to her as Ranathia called her horse to her side with a whistle that echoed through the air.

"Silence!" Meira demanded as she yelled at both of them. Both of them couldn't understand Fenrir's feelings, because they didn't have the power to do so. Her empathy for Fenrir is what put her confidence in him that he would at least see what kind of person she was. She wasn't entirely sure that he would agree to her proposal, but she did think he'd at least consider it. "I understand his pain better than any of you do. He's not a monster. I know it doesn't excuse him for attacking an innocent bystander, but I sense there is some good in his heart. I order you both to stand down." Turning her attention toward Nathan as Ranathia and her purple haired friend stood down hesitant and unhappy, but they obeyed nonetheless. "Don't you even try to interfere and that's an order, Nathan. I will give this person a chance and you are not allowed to stop me, understood? You can watch my back, but my decision is final!" Her eyes showed a sign of seriousness as her pupils enlarged just a bit. It was obvious she was not willing to compromise with any of them. "If you don't have family then I'll be your family. A friend is family, right?" She winked at Fenrir as she kept her warm motherly smile on her face.

The man saw the dragon boy stared over in his direction where he just turned his attention away then pushed off the wall he was leaning against turning in the opposite direction. He then started to walk away as he did say to himself quietly, "Quite an impressive performance and I must add that Siia's daughter is starting to act quite a bit like her as well. This might get interesting. I'll see that I watch over these children until the very end." Were his final words as he walked away and disappeared out of sight not too long after not giving Nathan a chance to even ask him anything.