Alastor nods and says, "Yes it is especially with the older generation that been taught that the fairies are they're enemy before the war had ended,"

"Mmm, yes, but older generations tend to also be more loyal to the power. Less likely to rebel despite unrest. Our focus should be on the younger, the ones more capable of rebellion." She returned.

Alastor nods. "You are correct on that part. The younger generation can rebel mostly those that turned to adulthood and teens also," Alastor says.

"We need a way to unite them. Push them together so they see how the other side is not as bad as imagined or give them something to unite over. Perhaps an event involving both kingdoms? I know King Varless is willing to put whatever he must into uniting our peoples, well, within reason of course." She said. She had to bite her tongue upon the last part. She did not particularly like how much her brother was willing to put into this peace. She thought it foolish, but she had a duty to her brother. What he wished was her wish as well.

Alastor nods and thought about what she said. "An event might be a good idea. May be a festival can help. King Matthew also wants to unite our people within reason" Alastor says.

She smiled and nodded. "Perfect! A festival would be good. We should do some data collection then we can properly throw a festival that appeals to both sides. We need to have our kingdoms contribute as equally as possible to avoid bitterness." She said. As she finished, the carriage came to a halt. Marcy looked out the window and sighed. "Right, the ambassador residence. Of course." She mumbled. She got out of the carriage and held the door open for Alastor.

Alastor gets up and gets out of the carriage.

Marcy quietly led him inside. She talked to one of the servants there then motioned for him to follow. She led him up some stairs into a wing then opened a door to a room. It looked like it had just been done up and some servants scurried out. "This is your room. I will be right across the hallway." She stated.

Alastor nods and says, "Thank you lady Fell,"

Marcy stepped back. "I suppose we shall discuss our plans more tomorrow morning. The servants should bring you food. Meet me down the hall in the last door to the right. It is for private meetings. The other residents likely won't pay you much mind." She stated before turning and walking into the room opposite his.