[littl3chocobo]

he snorted at at that, "a blessing? dear wife, whatever it is i am certain there is no blessing there. you a an abomination in the eyes of our lord and unknown in the eyes of the pope"

[Honey]

He could feel his ire begin to rise at the words, but managed to shove most of it down before it managed to surface. "If I were such an abomination why would you have any desire for me? Do you have standards so low that you do not care what you take to bed?" For both of their sakes the words were spoken low to avoid the driver from managing to hear their squabble

[littl3chocobo]

a simple shrug, "have i not said you were beautiful? have i not called you honorable? have i not spoken of my desires with both words and touch? you may be an abomination but like any golden idol you are too enchanting to be refused by these sinful hands"

[Honey]

The compliments meant nothing to him as he was compared to some pagan god. Setting his jaw and leveling his gaze he stared at the Prince. "Do not compare me to any pagan lords who heathen's plate with gold and take into their hearts instead of the Lord. I may not be seen in His eyes, but it does not mean I am an idol"

[littl3chocobo]

he could not understand the lad's outrage and started to speak against it but the eyes cast on him were the same ones from when he was slapped. he narrowed his eyes, "then you are an ugly wench and there is no good reason to fall into your cold and unfeeling arms you wretched creature!"

[Honey]

He gripped the fabric around his knees, knuckles turning white with the force behind the grasp. "You are nothing except a liar. You only say what others wish to hear, and even then you arise with nothing in your favor." He rose from his seat beside the Prince and was swift to take up his own bench

[littl3chocobo]

he growled as his wife took his bench and very nearly he thought to hit him for his insolence, instead he shifted to sit next to the lad. "i lie because you are not happy with the truth, what am i expected to say to please you wife? i call you beautiful and you are angry, i call you ugly and you are angry, i say nothing you question my motives . wife, you are difficult to please and cold most all of the time, i do not know what to do with you that will fix you"

[Honey]

"Maybe I do not need to be fixed, husband," He snipped quietly as he weighed his chance of switching benches without being caught. He decided it was not worth it. "I know I am beautiful, I am not ugly. I am also aware that you know this, your touches show nothing less. I expect to be told the truth without being told I am a false god"

[littl3chocobo]

he started to retort but the carriage stopped, signaling the end of the trip. taking the opportunity he shifted back to his spot so as not to have appear to have sat next to his wife. "you are home wife. rejoice"

[Honey]

The excitement caught in his chest at the words. Sliding across his seat, he reached a hand out to the curtain shielding the cabin from the dusty roads. Sliding it to the side, he could feel his exasperation towards the Prince begin melted away as the scene unfolded in front of him. In the distance he could see the shimmer of the river, and even peering out of the carriage the sensation of the breeze coming off of the water tingled across his skin. As wide a grin as he could manage spread across his eager lips as he climbed free of the stuffy cabin

[littl3chocobo]

the lad was quick to leave though he waited for the driver to help him out. standing free he surveyed the place and found it unappealingly small. he frowned as the boy's parents came to greet them

[Honey]

His mother had the same smile as he always remembered her having. It was refreshing like a candied lemon on a hot summer day, and it made him smile even wider as he hurried over as best he could, scooping her into a hug despite any informalities. He was quick to whisper into the woman's ear that he missed her so. She responded quickly, giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek before breaking the embrace as the Prince drew closer

[littl3chocobo]

they looked happy and it further soured his mood. with a deepening frown he walked towards them and they found their places. he offered the lightest of bows, "my lord." nervously the man returned the gesture with a deeper one, "my grace." looking to the woman he found her staring before adverting her eyes and bowing as well. he had to refrain from sneering at the pathetic display. "come wife, you have no proper servants it seems so you will show me to my rooms"

[Honey]

He was aware of the venom that the words could have possibly held, and it did dampen his spirits for a brief moment. Letting the smile fall to something less jovial, he offered his mother a kiss a top her head, and a quiet farewell to his father. He kindly asked for the Prince to follow him through the outer court

[littl3chocobo]

they were silent until he found himself in front of a plain door, he interrupted the boy before he could speak. "tonight you will come to my chambers"

[Honey]

Half of him wished to deny the man, yet he knew that his being back at home meant nothing to increase either his image or power. He looked up at his husband and offered the barest flicker of a smile and dip of curtsy. "Yes, my Prince."