Kayeni's first thought was a small streak of suprise. The Nolian she had known definitely wasn't like this. This new Nolian knew what he was saying, said it deliberately, and somehow managing to sound like her father.
In a good way, of course.

And while a small part of her was turning his words over in her head - maybe this'd mean he'd fit better in than he did before? - a larger part of her felt rather relieved.

Through Nolian's words - if he was speaking true, and Kayeni had no reason to doubt that - maybe it wasn't permanent. While it may have looked like it to her, that was it - it was her perception of it, nothing more. But it meant trusting Nolian.

Ack. Trust wasn't something that they really mutually had, but she'd have to do something about that if they wanted to get anywhere with this.

"I... understand why you left. Really, I can't fault you for doing that." She looked away from Nolian yet again - she had to privately acknowledge that wad partly her fault, like far too many things recently. "And I'm going to have to trust you on this." Her breath left her in a rush, and she looked back at Nolian. "If you say that it's not as permanent as I thought it was... then I suppose we can both figure it out somehow." What happens, and how permanent it's going to be.

While she definitely wasn't feeling nearly as wound up as she was earlier - her tension having disappitated a bit - she still wasn't at her greatest. There was still the thing of Nolian's new guardians, and how this might turn out.

What-ifs weren't her greatest strength. Then again, forseeing the future also wasn't.

But she'd deal with it, somehow. No matter how this turned out to be, she'd learn to live with it.

Nolian spotted the way she looked--a tiny bit of surprise. He was sure that he should've been smug or something of the sort but he just couldn't muster the feelings. No, the surprise left him feeling just a touch sour. Of course she would be surprised that he was speaking his mind, that he was confident and--this time--he knew exactly what he was doing.

His chest lifted and fell as she spoke and then looked away--as she did, he rolled his eyes before settling his faded blue eyes on the princess again. "Well, I do have a choice now," he confirmed. "Which means if I don't want to go through with the suitorship... it doesn't happen. Hah, that's kind of what this whole thing means. It's not just about the king and queen. It's about us too. At least someone has empathy for the heirs."

His head turned as the door opened once again, Narishian and Myrissa stepping out of the side room that they had walked into.

Narishian wore no expression, no emotion on his face as he stood beside the throne that Myrissa sat down in. Nolian sat down as well, taking the cue.

Nolian leaned over, tapping her hand and whispered into the Queen's ear for a bit, his words not quite audible. Myrissa's silver eyes traveled to land on Kayeni, watching her for a long silent moment.

''... very well," she tipped her head lightly, taking his hand in her own for a brief moment, and let go again. "I hear that you two have come to a compromise considering the agreement, treaty and the terms of suitorship."

Nolian bobbed his head once.

The queen tipped her head. "Very well, tomorrow we will send Nolian to Galcolia again as a proper suitor. He will have a .... guardian from Faesia with him, Captain Flynn Cyrus. Just to keep an eye on things," she mused aloud. "As of now, consider this the beginning of the treaty, Princess Kayeni. You are dismissed."