Agreement

The princess glided into the throne room with confidence. Astraea stopped and stared at the man before her. He had black hair that was styled to perfection. Black irises that seemed deep and soulless.

She stared at him only for a minute, waiting for him to speak. He stood up from his throne, a slight smile on his face as he walked towards her.

"You must me Princess Astraea?" Astraea smiled and nodded. "Hm..." Alexander hummed, his eyes examining her silently. "You brother made quite a ruckus here not too long ago." He sighed.

Rugal glanced around the room and saw the ministers staring intently at the exchange. "Your majesty." He coughed, I think further discussions should be private.

"You don't mean to leave, do you? Rugal." Rugal sighed and shook his head. The minsters got the message and left as quickly as they could. "Let's sit." He offered.