When dinner was served, the king and queen were surprised to hear that Aria had fallen to sleep. "We thought you were with her." The queen said to her son who was eating in silence. "Well I wasn't. I don't need to be with her all the time. I don't think she'd like that anyway." he said quietly, sighing. "Sometimes I don't even think she really wants to get married." he added quietly. "What makes you think that?" his father asked seriously. Lyle shrugged and shook his head. "I don't know." he whispered. "Lyle dear, I'm sure she wants to. Why else would she be doing all this?" his mother asked. "Because she has to and because I was the one who picked her out...but maybe she isn't ready for this kind of lifestyle with all the rules. She still wants to have fun and I don't."

Hearing a gasp, the royal family looked up but saw no one there. The king looked at his wife then looked at Lyle. "You really think that she isn't ready for this?" he asked seriously. Lyle nodded. "Aria isn't used to this lifestyle. She's used to working for what she has, she's used to slouching when she eats. She's used to resting her elbows on the table and pulling out her own chair. She's not used to all the rules. I just don't want her doing something if it makes her uncomfortable." Lyle explained. His father sighed and sipped his drink. "Lyle...you need to really talk to her. That's something I don't see you ever do, whatever concerns you have, you need to run them by her. The reports her teachers have given me have shown that she's capable of this lifestyle. You need to have some faith in her." His father informed, taking a bite of his food.

After dinner was over, the three of them were sitting in the parlor room. The queen decided this was something serious that needed to be discussed. "Should I go bring Aria?" she asked her husband. "Go check on her. If she wants to talk to Lyle she'll come on her own. I'll stay here and talk to him." The king answered. The queen nodded and left up the stairs to Aria's room. She could already hear her crying and frowned as she knocked on the door. "Dear, could you open the door?" she asked. Lyle sat across from his father and rested his hands perfectly on his lap, a tired look on his face. "I just don't want her to regret this choice father. It's not something small. This is a big step she's taking and I just don't want her to think that she was forced into it. Once it's official, there's no going back. Which is why I haven't even given her a ring yet. I don't want to tie her down. If she wants to go have fun then she should go and do that. I don't want to be the one to keep her from doing what she wants to do, but I also won't tolerate her breaking the rules either."

The queen sighed softly and gently brushed some hair from Aria's face. "I thought you were taking these classes because you wanted to?" she said. "Dear, I'll just say one thing, He was brought up differently from other boys. His version of fun is reading, playing the piano, a game of chess and horseback riding. He doesn't go around running with other boys and playing tag. He doesn't skip rocks on the water or flirt with girls. All his life, he has lived a strict and structured lifestyle and you can't blame him for that. It's the way he was raised. You know this Aria. You have known him since you were both kids. I'm not saying that I condone if he treats you wrong, he knows better than to do that. All I am saying is that if you have concerns, you need to run them past him. If you really want to make this work, you need to let him know. My husband is telling him the same thing. You both need to sit down and talk. Not argue, talk calmly. Figure something out if you both really want to make this work. Aria dear, this is his world you're entering if you agree to marrying him. Please keep that in mind. Now then, if you want to sleep I'll be going, I don't want to keep you up dear. Goodnight dear." The queen said softly before turning and walking down the hall and down the stairs.

"She's probably sleeping now. No point in waking her up." Lyle said. "She is, so I wouldn't disturb her. Perhaps if you're lucky she hasn't drifted off yet." The queen said as she approached them both. "Come on dear, we need to sleep. We've done our job, let's leave Lyle and Aria to figure things out on their own." she said, kissing her son's cheek. "Honesty is key." she whispered to him before leading her husband up the stairs and into their room. Sighing softly, Lyle watched his parents leave before walking over to the nearest window and looking outside. It was dark and hard to see anything but the stars looked beautiful as they always did. "Honesty.." Lyle said to himself. He would have liked to play the piano now but it was late and he was tired so he headed up the stairs to his room instead.

Lyle walked into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth. He then walked back into his room and got dressed for bed before turning off the lights and laying down. He pulled the blanket closer and turned his back to the door, facing the window which had the curtains drawn. It wasn't long before Lyle fell to sleep.

Lyle had gotten dressed and was walking down the stairs when heard her door open. Looking up, he saw Aria and what she was wearing. He didn't need to ask to know that she was going out to have her fun. He didn't say anything, instead he left to the kitchen and took the coffee that was given to him before joining his parents in the dining room.

"Good morning Lyle, where's Aria?" The king asked, seeing that only his son had made it to breakfast. "She left to go horseback riding." Lyle answered. "Really? Without eating breakfast?" The queen asked and sighed. "She didn't eat dinner yesterday and now she's not eating breakfast. The girl needs to eat. Does she plan on starving herself?" she asked, making Lyle laugh. "Mother, Aria isn't that kind of girl. She has no reason to starve herself. She just wants to have fun, I'm sure she'll return eventually." he said, eating his breakfast quietly.

Aria hadn't shown up to lunch or dinner that day. Lyle had constantly looked out the window in hopes of seeing her return but to no luck. Claudette had called to come over but he had refused. He knew what she was up to, her way of comforting would just be a plan to get Aria to be jealous and Lyle didn't want that. He didn't want Claudette in his home ever again. "She should have been back hours ago." Lyle said seriously, his narrowed eyes staring out the window. "I'll go look for her and bring her back, maybe she got hurt." Without another word, Lyle ran out to the stables and readied Hades quickly before getting on and getting Hades to run as fast as he could. Hopefully he'd find her and hopefully she was okay. "Aria!" he called out.

Lyle slowed his horse to a stop when he thought he heard something. "Aria?" he called out. Then he heard her call his name. Where was she? He looked around, realizing she was a lot farther from home than he had thought. She had probably taken a different path. "Aria! Don't move okay? I'm going to find you and take you back! Just stay where you are!" he called out, getting Hades to start running again.