OOC: This is just to tie up some loose ends that Scipio unwittingly left hanging after he left.
. I'm assuming that his character hasn't died since he didn't post so.
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Finally, he thought. Aleksandr had been waiting in the throne room for over an hour waiting for his uncle to answer his summons. As he saw Yuri's grizzled but still mighty frame rounding the halls, he nodded in relief. Following the necessary formalities, he leaned forward out of his modest throne as Yuri stood.
"Uncle, I'm sure you read the communique I forwarded to you."
Yuri smiled faintly at the question, shifting uncomfortably.
"Indeed. I was most disturbed to find out that I was dead. It's not often you heard such rumors."
Aleksandr gave a wry smile in response, and composed his next words carefully in his mind.
"I'm sure news does not reach dear Mikhail much up in his den in the Kola. I have already composed notices for him and all of Rus that Yuri of Suzdal had remained here with me for an extended time after we concluded our meeting regarding the Suzdal Pact."
Yuri nodded with approval, his face grim now. Aleksandr did not betray his toughts in his expressions, but he cursed his uncle vehemently for not being an easy man to read. No wonder he had resisted Muscowy for so long.
"In any case, uncle, I have had your possessions packed already for your journey back to Vladimir. It was a pleasure to have you as my guest."
"Indeed, Aleksandr, I look forward to a prosperous future for our alliance..."
And with that, Yuri, Prince of Suzdal, strode out of the citadel of Pskov and the city itself, and made his way back to his realm, leaving Aleksandr brooding on his throne.
