Jasper smiled at his sister who agreed to come with him to the meeting the next day, she said she spoke some Glasian and he figured she learned while away for all those years, but he was fluent and would help her if she didn't know a word or two. The language could be confusing to learn and speak but starting young the task is trivial. He nodded at her when she mentioned she wasn't that great at swordplay and that everyone had a strong suit, she was right and it was something to remember. "Agreed, it's getting a little too late for comfort," he agreed with her on leaving before getting caught by one of the guards. As he made his way back behind her, he was surprised to see her arms quickly grasping around his waist, on instinct one of his arms hugged her back but the embracement was still something he wasn't expecting. He smiled when she whispered to him and he had to respond, but all he could get out was, "Good night Jemma." 

The Golden Prince returned to his chambers and dress himself into his sleeping attire before making sure his blade was ready for tomorrow, it was a little dull from practice so he quietly called over a maid and had her take it to the blacksmith for a sharpening. He then laid in bed looking at the marble ceiling thinking about the next day, he was leaving early and he couldn't wait to see the Princess of Iglasia, possibly a future bride. He closed his eyes and emptied his mind so he was able to fall asleep faster, only to dream about his sister and their small adventures they recently shared.