Noctis licked at his bottom lip and he lowered his eyes a moment to his feet before he lifted them back to the Count. "Oh, well.." For a selfish reason he began to list things off in his head before he rid his spoiled mind of such thoughts. "My father.." He swallowed. "Your king wants to see the village thrive; it's beautiful here and he would see all of his lands in tranquility, my lord." He bothered at his bottom lip again and pulled it between his teeth for a brief moment before his feet shuffled. "King Regis understands there is a close mountain range here that would work perfect for a ski resort, ah in Poiana Brasov. The resort would no doubt bring money to this town.. and perhaps new trade, doctors, schools.. and such for the villagers."

"There's such rich history here, so many opportunities to learn about one another as well.. even under his rule we understand there is different cultures to each lands.." Noctis moved a hand to his chest. "I am here to learn what you may see fit to share with me.. about you and your village."