Meeting

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Adira had, as usual, gone above and beyond expectations. The cart had been converted into a fancy-looking carriage and he wasn't sure he wanted to know how she got it set up like this so quickly. A quick look around the house revealed that a few curtains had been repurposed for the windows of the carriage and he'd leave the rest to be a mystery.

He'd put on his Dark Kingdom formals and Varian was wearing a similar outfit in his size, a fancy dark-blue tunic over a black long-sleeved shirt and pants with black gloves and boots. Quirin had pinned his hair back and tucked his streak out of sight, not wanting anyone to see it and question it. His long hair had been tied back into a neat ponytail and tied with a refined ribbon.

"Are you ready?" He asked him, gently cupping his cheek.

Varian nodded.

Adira took her place as thedriver and they got in, heading out. Quirin sighed, looking towards the city in the distance. He'd sent a messenger bird to King Frederic, letting him know that he accepted the invitation and would be there as requested. It should have arrived by now...

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King Frederic looked at the letter he'd just received from Quirin's messenger bird, a crow, with excitement. He'd been trying to get him to come to events in the city for years and he was finally agreeing! He'd missed his friend; he only really saw him lately for business. He looked forward to some small talk.

"Your Majesty," The Captain caught his attention as he entered the room and approached a model of the kingdom, "as you've requested, we've doubled security on the main gates and the south towers." He set down models of guards as he spoke, King Frederic turning to him.

"Good." Frederic nodded. "We have guests coming from all over the world. I want them to know that they're safe." He looked at the letter, wondering if he should ask his friend if he would assist with any...trouble, were it to happen. Though, being a knight, he knew that Quirin would never stand by if there was danger. Especially not if he brought his son along. He hadn't seen little Varian since shortly after his birth, he wondered how he was doing after his mother disappeared years ago.

"Everything for my little girl's coronation weekend must be absolutely perfect." Hesaid as he left the meeting room and went to where Rapunzel was getting ready.

"Hi, dad." She greeted as he opened the door, a big, loving smile on her face.

He walked over asCassandra moved away with a curtsey and hugged Rapunzel. "Hello, dearest." He said softly, holding her tightly to him before pulling back a bit and smiling brightly. "I've made sure that security is tight and you will be well-protected this weekend." He gently stroked her cheek. "I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."

She giggled a bit, but she looked so tired, his poor girl. Had she been sleeping well? Was it nightmares? Her beautiful green eyes were haunted by eighteen years of deception at the hands of a woman that only wanted her for the magic in her hair, magic she no longer had after her, er, suitor Eugene had cut it to set her free on his death bed. The very last of her magic had been used to save his life and now, now she was safe from anyone seeking her healing magic.

Enough of that kind of depressing thought. She was safe now, and that's all that mattered.

"Now, as Princess," he decided to change the subject, "you are not only representing yourself and the family, but all of Corona." He informed her, walking to her window to look out it before he turned to face her.

"Don't worry, dad." She assured him with a shy, nervous smile. "I won't let you down." She looked at him hopefully. "But, while we're on the subject of the whole Princess coronation thingy, I mean, all these royal activities are great," she fidgeted with her hair nervously, "but do you think I might be able to catch a little down time soon?"

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