The bay roan stallion made the travels from the Falls to the Dale, aware of the location Phaderus' herd resided. The travel was long, and on his way he knew that he was walking on thin ice, the conversation could turn into a battle from remaining anger of the opposing stallion. He left as soon as light was offered, the sun hidden from the winter clouds, all he had to go off was the light in the sky. He imagined it was now fully bloomed and high set as he could clearly see everything.  He passed the playground were the foals played with one another, regardless of the kingdom they belong to and soon enough the Dales scent ran through his nares.

Once he entered what he thought to be the golden plains he stood at the border, just inside. He took a deep breath from within allowing a whinny to echo around him, His calling bounced off from the trees around. He relaxed his body to show that he meant no harm and was only here on official business. He wanted to meet with Phaderus to give a peace offering, and perhaps in the end form an alliance of some sort. He knew there was still a fresh wound between the two in his recent decision to steal Besra, but hopeful that his early release of her mended some of the anger. His ears remained alert as he listened for the stag to approach.

Archam patiently awaited the arrival of Phaedrus, they day grew cold as winter was fast approaching.After a few moments passed Archam could heard the arrival of Phaderus, he remained in a relaxed position having come with no threats. Phaedrus was quick to greet, and see what it was Archam wanted. He was clearly pissed off, and wanted nothing to do with Archam, at this point all Archam had was to offer and see if Phaderus would bite.

Good afternoon Phaedrus, I see the Besra told you of our deal, I come here today only to offer an Alliance he gazed over the stag taking a moment to gather this thoughts. I did not steal Besra with bad intentions, and release her fairly quickly after a deal was made, I can see you are mad still, rightfully He backed up allowing the stallion space, he knew what battles he should make. Besra offered me your first born daughter, and in return I want to offer one of mine, Sirana will be two next spring and I would like to offer her as an alliance. He paused reading over his body language I will respect your daughter with hopes you could do the same with mine, I will not attempt to steal your mares or challenge you for your lands, in return you would do the same. Again he watched the stallions body language, he was walking on thin ice and Phaedrus could attack at any moment. I'm sure you think my alliance is a waste, although I can promise you it would not be a mistake; what do you say? He cocked his head every so slightly to the left, truly curious to what the stallions decision will be.

His gaze was intent on the stallion, watching his every mood to prepare himself should a fight start between them. He followed the stallion as he sized him up, Archam wished to return the challenge but remained calm hopeful he would accept the alliance. His body remained relaxed but his gaze was set on Phaedrus, waiting for a response.

After a few moments of silence the stallion spoke, he agreed to the alliance but requested more to the terms. That his daughter be apart of the Dale as well as the Golden Plains, and if she did not he would take back his own daughter and keep Sirana. At this point his gaze narrowed, and he pondered the request. It would benefit Phaedrus regardless of the outcome, but Archam could lose everything. It took him a few minutes to think but in the end he agreed to the terms, he believe his daughter would ensure the alliance would remain. I agree to the terms, I think my daughter would enjoy being apart of a kingdom as well. he spoke truthfully, his daughters mother and himself were apart of the Falls kingdom, and Sirana would most likely pick up the trait of a hard worker.

Phaedrus than went on to say he would meet them in the meadow in two years times. He gave a dip of his head See you in two years. with the comment made he flicked his tail gently and turned around, picking up a lope he bounded back towards his own herd. It was a conversation that was to the point, short and to the point. An alliance was made, they would swap daughters and both there mares would remain protected.