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Anarcan warships?  Would they really try attacking?  Eli had heard stories of the old days and how Anarcan and Cesadan forces formed an alliance against Estala.  If they couldn't defeat Estala with both of their armies, why did they think they could do so with just their own?  Unless they were after something else; himself.  The thought of such a large force coming to the port just to halt and possibly kill or capture him was disturbing to the young Prince.  Still, was disturbed him more was the careless ransacking of civilians in the town.  They were his people, who had no reason to be so unjustly slain.  Of course, the possibility of some of them being old soldiers during the Anarcas-Cesadas war with Estala had never crossed his mind.  All that really mattered to him at that moment was that they were Estalans; if their Crown Prince didn't take action to defend them, what kind of heir would he be?

Of course, just as he was thinking of a plan, Rhea had approached him with Icarus, causing him to hop back slightly and tense up, holding his book in front of him with both hands.  He nodded as she spoke, but as soon as she had told him 'not to play hero', he decided to speak up rather timidly.  "[color=Green]We can't sit back and let those people get slaughtered, though.[/color]"  He moved the book down, trying to toughen himself up against the presence of the drake, and moved around it.  "[color=green]Technically, I'll still be near you if you follow me in.[/color]"  It appeared that the young man was persistent in going in to help.  As timid as he was, Eli was confident in his decision.  After all, what good is an heir if he can't protect those that serve him?

His mind went to old books in the library.  The stories of daring knights and soldiers who committed vast, honorable deeds in the name of glory.  Eli had always wanted to become a knight, but his father would not have it.  Magic was their specialty in the Estali bloodline.  Of course, Eli was disappointed from the revelation that he would never have that opportunity.  However, there was always glory to be had, even when one wasn't a knight, as he later found out.  Anima would be the sword and shield that he wielded in battle.  In consequence, Eli loved to stylize himself as some sort of hero in a fictional novel, even when his dad chastised him for such childish behavior.  That strong sense of pride and confidence would become one of his greatest tools in the present, especially now of all days.  "[color=Green]So as your Prince, I order you to help the Estalans evacuate the city![/color]"  It was almost comical how he gave such a clear order; he was shaking and was so short compared to other boys around his age.