Their fathers operated a little differently in ruling but that was fine. He had liked Theomedar’s way of ruling. It was a gentle and inspiring way to rule. [color=00aeef]“That sounds exciting.”[/color] Jovian said when she had told she could go with her father. [color=00aeef]“Be careful.”[/color] He said to her standing up and stretching his back slightly. He didn't want anything to happen to her. She was a friend and more.

Jovian turned around when Rimeth had. He discovered she had heard her brother. He listened as he had said dinner was ready. Jovian was starving. It had been almost a whole day from not eating. He had rushed to get here. The danger of a possible human ambush worried him. There weren’t too many elves left. Vinebal and Vellone were one of the few major cities left for the elves. Dwarfs lived in the mountains of Mosca north of Vellone, west of Vinebal. 

Jovian didn’t really know what happened in the Avalor family. He hadn’t known that Sylvar had gotten married a year ago. Jovian was happy for him. When Rimeth and him would write each other it was more of a personal thing. Now that they were together in person, and a little older. Things felt differently for Jovian. Things seemed to run deeper into Jovian's heart. The beauty of Rimeth had become much more noticeable to him, as well as her good attitude. It had touched Jovian, and he wanted more.

He had always felt a little... uncomfortable with the destined marriage, but the more time he had spent with Rimeth and knowing the fact that their marriage could help unite the elves made the whole experience that much more meaningful and worth it.

[color=00aeef]“Okay, I’m ready.”[/color] Jovian said when Rimeth told them they needed to go and eat dinner. He walked beside Rimeth as they went into the house and into the dining area. He sat at the table where his spot was going to be.