OOC: Thanks :) and yes, there were several other messengers sent to the other kingdoms, they should be arriving soon though.
IC: Renita nodded as she listened to Jorge, Bon poking his head back out of the saddlebag, tired of guarding her tiara. "They probably will discuss a few things. King Edan has been very... 'active' lately, one time he ordered all of his most trusted officials to hold a meeting, and I hear it was about how best to increase trade, but then again... my sources aren't that reliable," the princess muttered sheepishly, her attention drawing to the silhouette of the castle, Bon finding the opportunity perfect to jump in.
Cordelia glanced him over, nodding quickly as she spotted the blood stained knife in his hand, wondering if the sounds she had heard earlier was him. Keeping her curiosity to herself, the Ninetales flicked her ears, suspicion pricking at her as she tried to quickly figure out what he wanted and why he was doing what he was.
The young King tapped his foot impatiently, his fingers drumming on the arm of his chair as he sat in his study, Arua sitting at his side obediently. Having already sent a second set of men to go out past the Kingdom's limits to search for his sister, Edan was growing impatient, he had a Golden Month to set up for and several conferences he needed to have, and the missing princess was only causing him more trouble then she was worth. Watching the large Salamence that was curled up in front of the large window, the Fedelian calmed himself a bit, the peaceful rising of Dessius's sides somehow blowing his stress and impatient attitude away. "Your Highness?" Anderson's familiar voice drew the young king's attention to the door as his most trusted advisor walked in, his stroked quick and brisk. "I have word of the princess being sighted. We had pulled over and asked a few travelers and merchants, they mainly recognized her by her red cloak and the golden insignia etched upon Agni's breast plate. We have reason to believe that she is heading towards the Arrant kingdom, and it seems as if she snuck out pretending to be a messenger," Anderson explained, Edan rising in his chair. "Go fetch her then, and make sure the Arrant King gets what was sent to him," the young king ordered, Anderson bowing lowly. "I shall see to it myself your highness.."