The surprise in her expression was too good to not feel a little smug about and Noilan knew it. However, his expression was far more loose and lopsided, a faint smile in his eyes as she just stared at him. Like she usually did. She thought a lot about things but in the time it took her to think, it just looked like she had essentially spaced out.

She reached behind her neck and unclipped the moon pendant, letting it fall into her hand. The chain was silver and coiled neatly into her palm as the princess explained that she didn't know much about it.

"Well," Nolian finally said, once he had the time to do so, "I don't entirely know much about relics like that. I do know that my Enhancing status is supposedly... rare? I don't know entirely. It's more powerful than others."

He glanced toward Captain Cyrus and tipped his head, gesturing for him to head into their quarters.

"I think our first stop should be the library," Nolian continued his line of thinking. "There's probably a book or two on magic relics somewhere in the expanse of books. We can read up on how to activate relics, if I can actually do anything at all to help speed up the process--or even unlock something in it."

The prince turned to face the young woman with a tip of his head, tossing cream blond hair. His eyes were focused on her face rather than the pendant, scanning her expressions and emotions. He could tell a great deal about a person in the way they subtly reacted to what he said, what others said and the circumstances around them. That, that was fascinating.

"How does that sound?" He prompted, gathering her thoughts and opinions on the matter.

Taking charge was not exactly something that Nolian was particularly used to. But, either way, he was willing to hide that fact under the concept that he was simply confident in his plan. He wasn't entirely sure how his power worked but it seemed relatively simple, at least the way Myrissa had explained it.

He was simply a beacon for magic. He couldn't turn it on or off, couldn't make it grow bigger or lessen, it was simply always there within him. Which... was something. But if that magic relic that she held required a keyword to activate, they'd have to figure out the keyword first and then Nolian could stand nearby, hold it or do something and see if they could get it to activate.

Nolian looked up as they entered the library, his eyes swiveling around the shelves and books. The lights were slightly dim but tables with lamps were littered between shelves, on desks and connected to shelves themselves.

"It might," Nolian said firmly. "I'm not expecting it to take an hour or even a day. It'll probably be a week's worth of studying and the likes," he said with his hands resting on his hips. His faded blue eyes studied the way the library was set up and nodded firmly as he concocted a plan within his head.

It was going to likely be easiest if they could pinpoint a certain type of magical relic that was similar to the pendant that she had. Then, after that, figuring out if it did have a keyword or a certain set of circumstances to have it activate. It was a moon-shaped pendant, so Nolian assumed it wasn't outside of the realm of possibility to have it be connected to a phase of the moon or a specific time of night.

"We'll figure out what type of relic you have first," Nolian relayed his thoughts in a much more coherent manner, "which means we'll just start with books about magic relics, magic beings and the likes. It'll take a while to sort through all of that. And if we don't find anything, I can ask Cyrus to ask Narishian to look through Faesian libraries to see if we have anything about the relics. Then, once we know that much, we can move forward with finding more information. For now, let's figure out what kind of necklace you've got, okay?"

Nolian gave her a lopsided smile and shrugged. At least it was a plan. It was something to get started on at that current moment. He walked forward and flagged down one of the librarians. "Hey, I was just wondering if we were to look for any books on magical relics, where would we go?" He prompted. When the man gestured down to the fourth set of shelves, Nolian tipped his head, thanked him, and made his way down to the shelves.

It was an easy-ish task.

His eyes flicked upward, sifting through the titles on the spines. Nolian figured he could take a stack of four or five books, take them to one of the nearby desks and then sift through what he had right there.

His fingers drifted along the spines, studying the words written or stamped on the leather bindings.

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Captain Cyrus sat just outside of the room, his hands working on oiling and polishing his boots. The rag dipped into polish, worked around the dark brown boots and didn't stop until he had worked the material into the boot.

He hadn't spotted the Captain from Galcolia--figured he likely wouldn't. After all, what would a castle guard do in Faesia? But he supposed there was a possibility. In the meantime, he was working on things he didn't have the time usually to work on.

After that task had finished, Flynn had stood up and set his hands on his hips, looking around. He had... no clue where he was. Maybe it was time to figure out the layout of the castle so that he could figure out where to go if something should happen.

It was that point in time that he heard his name called down the corridor and he turned. "Scott," Flynn's face broke into a warm smile. "Haven't you heard?"

Flynn's hand lowered to his side. "Faesia sent a suitor to Galcolia, I'm his mentor or guardian for the time being," his eyes glittered with delight. "Fancy right? How goes it?"

If there was one thing that Flynn was, it was a gossip. His mental messengers ability was already telling Narishian the fact that no one else really knew about the change in suitorship--even fewer about the initial suitorship from the fabled Diametrya kingdom. The Faesian suitorship was even less public.

Oh he was such a gossip.

He gave Scott a loose smile. "They haven't told you at all? I mean, granted, it's fairly new but it's been a day. They usually announce these things with huge fanfare. But it is Nolian Terrence-Maldora. He showed up in Faesia with a blunder, but turns out the boy is an Enhancer," he gladly fed the gossip train more fuel as he walked alongside the other captain.

His hands tucked behind his back, chuckling loosely. "He caught the eye of Narishian Maldora--thus the name--and wouldn't you know it... he actually adopted the boy as his heir--and since he's been romantically involved with the queen... that meant the boy was also her heir. He became the crowned heir of Faesia!"

He tutted softly, dropping his voice again as his eyes flickered with delight and a touch of mischief. He waved his hand finally, moving one from behind his back. "I get to give a report back to Narishian every night about what he thought. I'm surprised at how protective Narishian is of the young man, he usually isn't like this. But then again, he is an Enhancer."

Flynn's eyes swiveled around the castle walls, studying the way they looked. "What have you been up to?"

While Scott may have been a castle guard - and a good one at that - he wasn't able to be impartial to gossip. He'd get sucked into the machine - and while he knew this information was important... it was also priceless at the moment.

It wasn't like everyone knew about the suitor at the moment - or that Faesia had a heir at the moment. Heck, right now it as probably just them and a few others.

But Scott could connect the dots. Well... most of it, anyway. And what he could see made him have even more questions. Which... he didn't like, really. Questions weren't something that he should have against the royals. But that didn't mean he didn't have them.

Scott was part of the large group that had seen Nolian arrive, bedraggled and dirty, almost a month or so ago. And he was the guard that had seen to him when he had dashed off - of course he'd know him from that. And using his name and finding him in Faesia - and now again here... really, all this new information did provoked more questions from him. But that wasn't the point of their discussion, anyway.

Pushing aside his thoughts, he answered Flynn's question. "Really, nothing much. I'm back into the endless cycle that being a castle guard entails, and while my squad definitely deserves some rest after we went around Faesia with you... what you've been up to sounds a lot more fun than seeing how slowly you can patrol the castle walls without slacking." A slash of a grin at Flynn, and he continued his line of thought. "How long do you get to stay here? Because, hey, you get a whole suite of rooms in the keep to yourself, unlike - " he indicated himself " - yours truly." Scott looked back at Flynn. "Honestly... sounds like quite a nice job to be doing, over here with our new Faesian suitor. It certainly sounds better than the endless cycle we were all stuck in before this." Scott paused for a bit. "At least I'll have someone I recognise when I do my rounds around this section of the keep, unlike most times when I pass through empty corridors."

Flynn shook his head lightly. "Castle guards--we definitely don't have a lot of those in Faesia. Well, I mean, when you have Narishian as the royal advisor? You're lucky to get past the gates before he's already caught you."

He set his hands on his hips for a moment as they walked alongside the other guard. "I stay as long as necessary. As long as Nolian is here, I am here. If they decide to actually go through with the suitorship and go farther into a courting relationship, I stay for that too. I think it's until they're married that I get released from my duties as mentor and bodyguard."

He recounted the information as best he could. The man let out a loose noise. "I'll say the room is so large, I hardly know what to do with it. I could fit an entire troop in my room and it's definitely far too large for one man."

He lifted his shoulder in a loose shrug. "I'll be sure to keep you on your toes, eh? Sneak around, make some noise and then see if I can't get away before you show up," he flashed Scott a teasing smile. "All in good fun, of course."

Flynn straightened his spine and sighed. "You don't have a spouse yet, do you?" He, himself, didn't but he didn't know much about Scott and figured it couldn't hurt to ask.