A Meeting with the King, A Night at the Palace

Part One
Neiro and Isis dropped off Jaen with the medics. Of course this received a lot of shocked expressions and talk as to what happened to the Prince, and more importantly, why was the culprit just walking around as if nothing had happened. As the two reached the throne room, Neiro got a good look around. This setting was not too different from what he was used to seeing.

''Huh. Large rooms, lots and lots of shiny and glimmering stuff. These people really like to show of the money they have. I pray to whoever gives a damn that this king isn't a total prick like his son.''

"Hey, bow down," Isis whispered. Neiro looked down and saw she was down on one knee. Much to her shock, Neiro didn't budge. What was he doing? Was he really that new here that he didn't know the customs when addressing royalty?!

"Usually my subjects bow before greeting me," said a low voice from in front of them. Neiro looked at the king and was slightly relieved that he didn't look like a stereotypical fat ass. He was actually rather tall, a couple inches taller than his son. He had dark-brown hair that showed signs of grey around the sides. He wore a long green robe that trailed out a little as he walked. He wore yellow ornaments around his neck and a single golden ring with a ruby on his left ring finger. He walked forward until he was but a couple feet away from Neiro, his expression serious, and Isis began to fear for Neiro's life if he dared to even breath. Surprisingly, the king gave a wide grin an patted Neiro on the shoulder.

"But I honestly don't give a damn. It's good that you can stand proudly, shows you've got guts kid," he said with a laugh. Neiro smirked and chuckled, relieved at the king's informality.

"That's a relief," he replied, "I'm new to this country, so I don't exactly understand the customs yet."

"Ah that's okay," the king replied, "oh, I should probably tell you my name. I'm Malachi, the king of Arkadia. You can stand up Isis, no need to be so formal."

"My apologies your Majesty," Isis replied but was cut off by a small pinch on the cheeks from Malachi.

"AND enough of the 'your Majesty' thing! I've told you time and again to call me daddy. You are my daughter after all."

"You know I'm not actually related to you by blood," Isis replied, "I can't just be so casual with you."

"You never told me you were royalty too," Neiro said with mild curiosity. Isis blushed again as Malachi grabbed her into a tight hug of love.

"That's right," he said in a cheerful tone, "while not related by blood technically I still see her as my widdle girl!"

"Your Majesty please!" Isis proteested as she tried to free herself from her adopted father's embrace. Neiro chuckled at the display.

"Well anyway," Malachi said after releasing Isis, "I do however want to try to clear up a few things. You and my son got into a fight correct?"

Neiro began to explain the situation in detail with Malachi listening intently the whole time. After Neiro finished, Malachi nodded and patted Neiro on his head, which received a look of confusion.

"You did the right thing lad," Malachi said in a warm tone, "I'm just glad nobody else was hurt in all of this. Recently, my son has become, for lack of a better term, a brat. I don't know when it started, though I think it may have had something to do with his promotion as the leader of the Arkanian military, but he's gotten quite prideful and likes to flaunt his power. I can't even remember how much I had to pay for all the women and boos at his last party. Though I have to admit I'm quite surprised. From what you've described, you seem to be pretty powerful."

"Well, I'm still technically in training. I only know the Shikai of my zanpakutou, and I don't really know too much about the other forms of Shinigami combat. Although I am pretty good at Flash Step." Neiro then proved his point by Flash Stepping in several areas of the room. The king clapped a little in awe of the display, even though Neiro didn't see why it was necessary considering it was only basic movements for him.

"I'm impressed kid," Malachi said, "we definitely need to hold a banquet in your honor."

''YAAAAAY MEEEEAAATT!!!! ''Neiro thought, though he tried not to let his thoughts show in his emotions and just gave a warm smile, "it would be an honor sir."

"Great, to Neiro Madara! The boy who kicked my son's ass!!"

This time Neiro let out a small laugh of him own along with Malachi, while Isis only smiled at how quickly the two got along.