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His Royal Highness Ray Carter, Crown Prince of Sakala Ray grumbled as he stood up, patting Raine's arm lightly before turning to his other sister and basically lifting her to her feet before unceremoniously dropping her, allowing her to make the decision whether or not she was gonna fall. Or...

Aria looked up from the remnants of pasta on her plate, nodding her assent. "I'll hang out with Nyx then, go ahead. Do you want plates just in the sink, or...?"

Her Royal Highness Ariana Carter, princess of Sakala | His Royal Highness Ray Carter, Crown Prince of Sakala | Her Royal Highness Raine Carter, Princess of Sakala Neither of the three looked anywhere near awake; Aria wasn't even bothering to lift her head off the table. Zina looked the royalty...

Aria frowned, not exactly sure that he was being honest about it, especially since he'd referred to his sister as 'half gay'. Which wasn't great, honestly; she'd dealt with enough of that kind of stuff for a lifetime. For now, though, she just needed to let it go and get through this dinner. "I...

Aria tilted her head, considering the offer before giving him a smile. "Yeah, I think I'd like that."

Aria didn't have to look up to hear the disappointment in Kloude's voice. "It's. I mean." She bit her lip, using the slight pain to ground her. "What's- Don't- I... Wh-Why are you acting like there's something wrong with people being gay?"

Aria nodded slightly, tracing the map of the area out in her head. "I know the one. Nice place. I don't get to go there very often, though." Slight understatement; she didn't think she'd been in that area for a year at the very least.

Aria's lips pressed into a tight line, her eyes trained literally anywhere other than on either of them. "M- My ex."

"I- Well- I mean." Aria chewed on her lip, trying to sort out her thoughts. "I- Uh. No. I haven't for a while now. She-" Aria caught herself mid sentence, her face flushing a deeper shade of red. "We- Just. I'm not."

Great work, Aria. You managed to completely kill the conversation. If you died right now, it'd practically be a mercy. Aria ducked her head, with another mumbled "Sorry," and buried herself back into her pasta, trying to sort out if there was a way to fix this conversation. "I didn't mean- I-...

Aria gave a thumbs up, shouldering her bag and letting him lead the way back to the front door. "So, where exactly are we going?"

Alejandro Guerra, personal servant of Prince Adam Flint Ale shrugged slightly, turning to leave the room. "Whatever you say, your highness. If you need anything else, you know where I am." With that, he headed back into his own room to get ready for the day. <><><><><><><> His Royal Highness...

Aria grinned, disappearing back into the spare bedroom to reclaim her bag and shoes from wherever she dropped them in her exhaustion the previous evening. It took her a few moments to locate them, and a couple more to get her boots on and laced up, but soon enough she was ready to go. She...

Her Royal Highness, Crown Princess Gayle Atkinson of the Isles of Vura Gayle laid in bed for another minute after Arie left, before finally accepting that no, she likely wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon. With a groan, she rolled out of bed, crossing the room to where her clothes lay so...

Aria couldn't help her smile at that, sliding out of her chair so she could put her own bowl in the sink. She turned back to the other two, wiping her hands off on her hoodie absently. "Give me three seconds and I'll be ready to go. Just gotta grab my things real quick."