Ichiro sat up, brushing his blond locks away from his face. 

"Our father's have made a deal. Your hand in marriage for a lifetime of peace between our species. Yet, I'm sure I was the only one aware of the stipulations of this deal. Our fathers wish that we bond in a place where we can also learn people skills and knowledge. Our education will continue. My father has chosen a prestigious high school for the gifted, and he intends to pay for the four of us to attend said school for one year." Ichiro paused to see the reactions in the room. The light princess was sitting forward in her seat, mouth agape. He could see her fangs behind her red lips, and it made him shiver. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "We begin Monday."

Aiko stood up out of her seat faster than expected. She was across the room, in the prince's face before Ichiro could even react. 

"That is absolutely ridiculous!" she shouted, straightening up as he stood in front of her. "My sister and I will not stoop to the level of public education!" She took a deep breath and regained herself, turning to face her sister. "I'm sorry, Kikiyo, but this can't go on." Ichiro grabbed her arm gently, turning her around to face him. He had a very serious, almost desperate look on his face. It scared Aiko, but she held strong. 

"Your majesty, be realistic. It's not too much to ask, considering the stakes," he said, and Aiko relented. She pulled her arm out of his grasp and turned to Kikiyo with her eyebrows raised.