Azmaldus looked over in Siia's direction reminding her that they would meet again. He knew full well she wanted to do battle with him and the same he wanted to cross blades with her, but it looked like the situation had taken a turn for the worse. "We will meet on the battlefield, Siia. We will settle our differences there." He said toward the woman who had the look in her eyes of hatred where he immediately returned his sword to its sheathe. Azmaldus decided that he would step down from conflict and also take the time to apologize to the young king for the rudeness of his words earlier. He only wanted to make a point and it look like a couple people took it the the wrong way. The two girls lowered there weapons and even though hesitation lit up in her eyes she returned Broniac to its sheathe and stood down.
Razhard, himself, who tried to approach the people who had made a mess of his throne room had no words about what just happened. He wasn't entirely sure how it all transpired by, but he ordered his two sisters and the guards in the room to lower their weapons as well. He turned his eyes over toward Azmaldus with fire in his eyes. He hated Azmaldus for many reasons of his own. One of the many reasons is he tried to get him killed and he suspects that Azmaldus was the one who killed his adoptive father Delmiund. "What do you want, Azmaldus! What in the hell does the Pangaea Order want now?" He said as his words were inspired by anger and revenge. The only thing that prevented him from striking Azmaldus down was the fact that he was in the presence of his sisters.
Azmaldus continued to grin as he took a step back and turned his eyes of toward the person who just flipped their book open. He wasn't really concerned about them since it would be suicidal for anyone to think they could attack each other without casualties. He responded toward this man who just appeared out of nowhere, "I have no intention of fighting you. If you wish to fight me then save it for the battlefield. Besides." He said as his grin shifted into a more serious stare and expression on his face, "I'm here on official business from the Pangaea Order."
Several individuals entered the room along with Azmaldus confirming the situation. These individuals didn't wear the same colors as Azmaldus though they did bear the same insignia that was on the chest of his armor. An eagle like symbol of gold and black with a star which had the initials PG on it which indicated they too were from the Pangea Order. One was a man with silver hair dressed in mostly blue and he was accompanied by a woman in a kimono like outfit with a golden glass clear mirror in her hand. Her hair streamed down toward her thighs as it caressed the backside of her kimono and covered up the PG symbol she bared on her clothes. Her kimono like outfit she wore bear mostly symbolic flowery like designs that stretched down almost the entire outfit.
Stepping forward the silver haired man introduced himself as Azmaldus stepped aside to allow him and the woman who accompanied him to pass-by him. "I will be brief with my request, King Razhard. But in return for the return of Daeslurph toward its rightful place we as the Order have agreed to assist you and lift all sanctions we previously installed against the Kingdom of Guardia."
His two sisters stepped forward with their hands placed close toward their rapiers, "Razhard no! We can't trust this man. He is the reason father is dead. Him and that evil horrible fiend that is standing off to the side of him!" She protested where he motioned his sisters to step aside and let him deal with the matter. The three girls didn't act at all since this was an official visit from a nation. Any foolish actions would spark a diplomatic incident and possibly put them at odds with the Order. They didn't trust the Order and Meira had questions of her own for her grandfather to answer, but she would wait until another time.
Drausius and Lady Ishtora:
"I will not hand over the spear that rightfully belongs to me. I am an Idris descendant and Emerlink's Spear of Salvation Daeslurph was meant to belong to me. It is an heirloom of my ancestor and everything he stood for. I will not surrender it to you so easily." Razhard refused the man's request knowing that it could possibly lead to relations to become worse between Guardia and the Pangaea Order.
"Can't we just kill these filthy beings, Drausius dear?" The woman chuckled at the silver haired man where he shook his head at her then turned it toward Razhard and did the same in disappointment. Before he could respond soldiers waltzed into the room followed by two nobles. One that had dark blue hair who pulled out a black and gold magic tome that he unlocked by swiping his hand across it. The large letters Phantasa Magorias could be seen on the title of the book. He looked in the person who just opened their book while keeping his glyph formed on his hand, "Put your book away or I'll make sure you never use magic again. Only a coward attacks in such a manner as you do. I will also like to remind you the tome I hold is far more powerful and is one of the two most powerful magic tomes in existence. It is Phatasma Magorias or otherwise known as the Book of Judgment." The blue haired man threatened toward the individual as platinum haired girl met up with him standing beside him with a large claymore like blade in her hand resting on the ground. The girl had blue eyes and platinum colored hair streamed past her posterior.
"I am Luther Vanslandaiya and I am of the House of Vanslandaiya and this is." He tried to introduce the girl, but she stepped in front of him and started talking. "Chloris Ingrassia and this sword is Einsatz or the Sword of Elan. I am from the House of Ingrassia. I will protect the King with every ounce of my life and this sword will help me accomplish just that! Soldiers block the entrances!" She ordered as soldiers gathered around every entrance and sealed off each exit so no one could escape.
"I will not ask what brought you here, but I will request you leave now. That means get out of my sight before I change my mind." Luther added as he spoke toward the intruder one last time. Afterward, he sighed at what Chloris just had ordered the soldiers to do. She was just making the situation worse.
Chloris looked at everyone in the room then started to speak toward them all, "The whole castle guard is on alert and it won't be long until the other nobles join in this fight." She paused for a moment as she stepped forward further dragging her sword's weight with her. "We can either settle this peacefully, those who do not belong here and have no intention of negotiating can leave this room and no questions asked or we can do this the hard way and those who intrude will not leave here alive. The choices are yours."
Luther Vanslandaiya:
Chloris Ingrassia: