The only sound in the chamber was the clashing of sharp steel and fabric ripping, the two Princes had exchanged slashes and blocks. The challenger, Prince of Iglasia, was taking large and solid steps, while the more nimble Jasper was crossing his legs often and staying on his toes. He concentrated as best he could on blocking and attacking at an opportune time. The two had now circled around a few times, forcing one another back and forth. The larger of the two was already sweating and droplets were obviously seen from a distance while Jasper had merely a small glaze that shone in a certain light. The Golden Prince's inability to focus, due to news of his sister's arrival, had caused him to fail at reading a couple attacks and took cuts to his clothing on both his legs and his shirt, the black trousers were slightly shredded with trace amounts of blood dripping and his torso was lucky enough just to be scratched, but his opponent had taken a fair amount of damage himself, large and deep gashes on his arms. 

Jasper was surprised to see that he was still going, unlike the younger brother who gave up rather early but the Prince still did more damage than needed to be done, that is why they are where they are now. Jasper paused in his steps, his stance the same as he started, glaring at his opponent, this fight wasn't going anywhere and he needed to do something fast but risky. He gave a quick smirk before stepping forward and slashing upwards, clashing with metal, then bringing the blade back down but keeping contact to push his challenger's rapier outwards and away from his body. He took another step forward but to the side of his opponent, ducking a bit but his blade was horizontally across his lower back, striking his foe across his abdomen. If this didn't finalize things then he doesn't know what would. He trailed a bit before turning around and forming his stance again, surprisingly the Prince of Iglasia still stood and with a greedy smile upon his face, Jasper gave him a disgusted stare. 

The door opened but this time not so disruptively, the door was in Jasper's line of sight, just past his foe's head, he glanced at the door and saw a young blonde haired girl that somewhat resembled him. In that instance he questioned if it was his sister but he didn't believe it for a moment, that girl seemed to have a form like no other, royalty. He shook his head and focused back on his target, he took another step forward but this time going to strike downward just when that girl had called his name in a soft voice. His eyes widened and he stared at her, dropping his guard, the challenger knocked Jasper's rapier out of his hands and slashed deeply across his chest. The Golden Prince grunted and fell to one knee, "Gah! I give, I give," he stared at the ground, dripping blood from his chest, feeling remorse for glancing at the door, he felt ashamed for his family's name, he was so close to beating most of the Iglasian family and she had interrupted him. He closed his hand into a tight fist and and whispered to the victor as he knelt down to see if the Prince was okay, common courtesy, "What are you doing? You won, go rant about it, don't care about me, I wouldn't have cared for you."

The challenger left confused and a bit misunderstanding but still went back to his family and cleaned up, Jasper stood up weakly, the lower half of his pearl blouse now drenched in a velvet liquid. He stared at the ground, wrapped one hand across his wound and started limping towards the door, he kicked his rapier away from him and slowly made it to the door. He glanced up at the girl and knew for sure it was his twin now, as he neared her he simply paused to look in her eyes, the same matching blue as his, he saw his own reflection a bit but focused on her, "Glad you came back?" he said in a rather quite but stern tone and started making his way to his chambers. She caused him to lose and he wanted nothing to do with her.