Once Madeline arrived at the castle after traveling for two days, it was not the king waiting to greet her as she had been expecting due to what her father had said, but rather the young prince, with a smile that did little to hide the tired look in his dulled amber eyes. She gave the prince a warm smile as two castle servants arrived to gather her things, her tall maid silently carrying her own bag, untrusting of these strangers. The air around the prince and princess was noticeably thick and both of them shifted around awkwardly for a moment, the prince being first to break the silence, something Madeline was glad for. "You look as lovely as ever, miss Madeline," the brunet spoke in a kind tone, gesturing to the inside of the castle. "I am sure after that trip you and your maid would like to rest, yes? I will show you to your rooms."

Leading the way, Feliciano was aware this was something the head of the servants at their castle could have quite easily done herself, but he was desperate for something else to do besides worry over his fathers declining health and the mans pressure to make sure he knew the ins and outs of their lands politics and everything relating to it since he would be the king sooner rather than later. Another reminder of Lovino and Luciano being gone, something else he needed to get his mind off of. The prince was still clinging with everything he had to the hope that his brothers would return, that their fathers health would come back and all would be well once again. Clinging to the small hope that everything would be okay.

Half-hearted small talk that was spoken to keep the silence away was shared between them, the servants preferring to keep to themselves for the time being. Once they finished the walk to the hallway that had the bedrooms Feliciano found himself feeling a bit awkward that her room was beside his. For a while this part of the castle had been occupied only by him, and now it would host the princess and her maid, who would be in the room beside Madeline's. His brothers rooms were across the hall and until further notice were to be left unoccupied, which led the prince to wonder if their father also believed they would return home as well.

"This is your room, and if you need anything, my room is right next door," he informed her after opening the door so she could enter and her things dropped off, her maid waiting dutifully for them to be done so she could speak to her princess privately before settling into her own room.

Madeline was a bit surprised upon entering, the room not being what she had thought it would be like. It had been done up with rich purples and soft yellows as an accent. A few small paintings hung scattered among the walls, some being of scenery, others of food and flowers of different colors. "Father had the room redecorated once he knew you were coming," Feliciano explained seeing the look on her face.

"I will be sure to thank him when I see him, it's beautiful," she complimented with a bit of a true smile, turning to look back at the prince. The brunet's own smile faltered a tiny bit. "I know he will be happy to see you himself, but that will not be until tomorrow, I am afraid. He is unwell and resting now." Or as Feliciano had seen not long before Madeline's arrival, his father in bed having some difficulty breathing and coughing that made the young prince wince from how it sounded. "Ah, dinner is in a few hours, and I am guessing you ladies would like to get settled in." He spoke, then politely excused himself to head outside for a while- needing the fresh air.

After Feliciano was out of sight, Madeline's maid closed the door to the room and looked at her princess with an expression Madeline couldn't put a name too just yet. "It is not too late to get out of here. You can still join your sister and leave this behind." The way she spoke, Madeline knew the larger woman was serious. "You know as much as I do about what's going on, and that I cannot do that."

Svetlana disagreed, and voiced as much, sometimes questioning the princesses loyalty to her family and purposefully being in this dangerous situation. While the platinum haired woman did not agree with the decision, she was still the blonde's friend and should harm come to her it would not be a secret take over that they should be worried about.

"I will talk to Feliciano later, privately," she tacked on after seeing the long haired woman's look. "You saw as well as I did how he acted, I don't think he wants this anymore than I do." And Madeline believed he should know what was going on. That conversation being one to be had some distance away from the castle and its untrustworthy staff.

"How do you know for certain he is not in on any of this? I will come too, but at a distance. No one here is to be trusted." Svetlana spoke with a tone that wanted no argument against it. Even if he was not, someone here was and the thought of leaving Madeline alone was out of the question.

While Svetlana and Madeline continued to talk over the issue -slowly changing topics after a few minutes to things more light hearted-, one of the male servants stood outside their door(a teeth baring grin on his face), having been eavesdropping and after getting some rather interesting information out of it he quietly left the empty hallway before he could be caught, going to find his boss, knowing he would be rewarded well for this.