"One day..." He repeated almost silently, in a voice so quiet that even his own race would have a hard time hearing it. That 'one day' would be sooner than expected, and he only hoped that the Princess was ready to become a queen.. He was happy that she had such ambitions to make the country a better place, and he wanted them to become a reality somewhat soon. It might happen, but he still wasn't sure when the change to a better world would occur. They could create more jobs, possibly teachers to instruct the young, people who build the houses where they would be taught, and people to make the things required to teach them. it would be a great start, but Greenspring couldn't just be an academic country. If another war were to arise, then they'd have to be ready, need more smiths for weapons and armor, more recruits, and more people to train those recruits. The ideas flew through his mind as he sat there silently, wondering if Anastasia had known or been told about the visions given during birth. He was tempted to ask her, but he was going to save it for another time.