Airi fidgeted impatiently in her chair, Aram had gone to talk to Jeile about Ren's education and knowledge of magic. The two brothers' couldn't come to an agreement on what should be done with their daughter. Aram had insisted that Airi wait outside, but she was starting to regret this diction.

"Good evening Airi," Queen Maruru said as she took a seat next to Airi. "Are those two idiots still arguing?"

Airi smiled at her friend and was rather happy to have company. "Unfortunately the king would like for Ren to finish her education in Astelle, and learn her magic." She fiddled with her star mirror, an old habit she never grew out of.

"And what is the wish of the mother?" Maruru claps her hands and smiled again. Queen Maruru has two boys of her own, two years older then her own, Ren. They were a handful when they were growing up, but now they were perfect gentlemen.

"I would like her to stay and learn what she can now, and then maybe if she wants, can learn."

The queen nodded her head, and then rose to her feet. "There was an other case just like this; a cousin of mine had married a man from your world. The boy was sent here when he was 10, and just returned a few months ago. He was the nicest boy, good friends with Raz's son too."

"Raz's had a son? I hope he didn't inherit his father's cold heart." Airi frowned remembering all the trouble prince Raz, Aram's cousin, when she was with him in school.

"They don't stay that way Airi. Isn't Mariabel the one you ask to keep an eye on Ren when you are here?"

Her frown vanished remembering how helpful she had been throughout the years with Ren. "True, but still."

"Now that you mention it, Mariabel and Ren are on there way to see Raz and his son for supper."

Airi felt her face freeze then turn burning hot, this wasn't good, if Ren found out anything about Astellefrom this evening, Ren would never speak to them again.

Maruru giggled into her sleeve and began to walk down the hall, "You should have seen your face, rather comical. After are two crazy husbands leave the chamber, you shall join us for supper and I promise that we will not discus anything to do with Ren studies."

Airi wanted to ask more about her daughter's evening plains, but the queen had already slipped into an other room down the hallway.

Inside the chamber the atmosphere but calm and humorous, the brothers' had been debating what should been done. Aram wanted Ren to learn magic as much as anyone would want their only child to know were he came from, but that wasn't what was being discussed.

"I don't see how you have been ignoring the laws of Astell; every princess of Ren age has already had many offers. If they have not then they are have a fiancée." King Jeile pasting back and forth in front of his younger brother. "Princess Ren has is of the age and in the laws of Astelleshe must be married before the age of 18."

"I know the law, 18 is three years away, and as we both know, time goes slower in Astelle."

"I dose not matter if the time is different. You asked me to make a deal with you so Ren could grow up in Airi realm, did you forget your end of the bargain?"

The rules for a princess aren't written in stone, but everyone knows that when she becomes of age she will be married to a prince or an aristocrat. When Ren was born she would have hade to grow up in Astelleand learn magic and educate just like any other women born into the royal family. Airi wasn't to keen on this option for her, and so Aram had asked Jeile to look the other way and when she became 16, would then move to Astellefor some long over due training.

"I know what we agreed on; but the issue of marriage wasn't a part of it." Aram snapped and stormed down the hall and flung open the great oak doors.

Airi immediately jumped up and ran over to Aram. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing and we are leaving." Aram grabbed her wrist and pulled her down the grand hallway.