[Honey]

He felt amused by the blush he could spot playing at the cheeks of the prince, even though he found himself getting flustered as well. While he knew by hindsight that he would catch the attention of many on his visit to the duke's palace, he was still taken aback by being shown off as an exhibition during the dinner. What pride could anyone take in living such a life, being paraded about like this? He felt as though he was some delicate flower in a showcase, whose sole purpose was to be shown for all to see. Feeling the blush begin to recede with irritation and the indignation of being paraded around, the marquess turned his eyes back to the prince a he offered a half smile. "Well I assure you I will be there this evening, and I will make sure to dress my best. Best to impress." Dipping into a curtsy, he offered the prince a smile and a subtle wink before heading off towards the castle to locate his missing lady in wait.