[Honey]

Their small squabble reminded him of their first encounter in the garden, though the prince's words could not help but feel softer this time. He was left unsure if that was due to the fact the man figured he would be getting what he wanted for the last several days, or if he was actually beginning to soften. Shaking his head to dismiss the thoughts from his mind he decided that it was neither, and was simply a decoy into making him feel more open and relaxed about their evening ahead. Hiking up his skirt he made his way inside to sulk the rest of the time before their eve