"You want me to what?" Ares asked, his voice raised as Rori sipped on some warm milk.
Ares glanced between Lana and then Rori. He was drinking on some warm milk himself and had almost spit it out when he had heard Rori's offer.
"I can't do such a thing." Ares rubbed the back of his head, sighing out. "Seriously, just what are the two of you playing at?" He asked, glancing between the pair of them.
"It isn't a bad idea. If you wish, I will speak with Ash and Rala, though I am certain they will be fine with it."
"It's a matter of me being fine with it. Seriously, you guys are… troublesome to deal with."
"Then, what about us?" Lana asked.
"Well…" Ares turned red. "I would say suppose I have to, but I am very happy at the idea. I still don't know how I want the system of royals to play out, there's so many ways it could go wrong." Ares sighed.
