After her meeting with her mother-in-law, Neriah returned back to her castle just in time to see Aria running from prince Raknar with a very flushed face. The kind Neriah was certain she had not quite seen on the face of the woman before. While the prince in question just stood there with his eyes following the fleeing Aria and on his face was a smirk that very much resembled her husband's.
His head turned and their eyes met. The smirk on his face twisted into an acknowledging smile as he walked toward her.
"It would seem Your Highness has taken an interest in my dear Aria." Neriah said as she too walked toward him since it was a path she could not avoid.
"She is quite an interesting woman." Raknar said and there it was, that tone that sounded so refined and proud, like an older version of little Barni, while his eyes still carried that mischievous look that could be found in the twins. How was he such a perfect blend of all his brothers?
