[littl3chocobo]

he had forgotten the lad was expected to stay the night until a nervous looking servant came to aid him in readying for bed and found them still standing together. he did not allow the frightened man to leave and languidly moved from his wife so that he could be dressed

[Honey]

He was left to his own devices to receive his own bed clothes for the evening while the servant cared for his husband. Quickly, the boy was able to find his own rooms and gather his clothes before finding his father's chambers again. By then his husband was dressed, and the meek looking servant was itching to leave. Saying nothing, he went to dress himself for sleep

[littl3chocobo]

he would be lying if he said he did not enjoy the man's unhappiness and smugly he watched as his wife dressed. when the lad was done he grabbed the hapless servant by the arm, "make sure the duke knows where his son lays tonight." saying no more to the man he pushed him to the door and watched him flee

[Honey]

"You are going to kill off the rest of our servants by scaring them to death. I am surprised that one did not keel over as you grabbed his arm." Stepping up to the bed, the boy started to turn down the covers. "Though I told you the servants would not talk of us, but you practically gave that one permission to tell whomever. Do not expect for them to cease their gossip when in company"

[littl3chocobo]

he shrugged and followed the other to bed, "no, i gave him permission to tell your father, it is not the same thing at all. i want him to think i am taking you against your will in his bed. it will add to his shame and all without harm to you or i seeing as he is the one to have laid way for this path"

[Honey]

Lightly, the boy pursed his lips together into a thin line. He knew that his father would have had to agree in order for he to take the place of his sister, it was not his mother's decision alone. Still, the man was his father, and allowing for his husband to contrive such a plan was still insulting. Still, he knew that he could say nothing to either sway the Prince's mind, or anything that would not earn him something from the man. He said nothing as he slid beneath the covers

[littl3chocobo]

when he was woken for chapel he was in a fine mood and seeing the sleepy lad be ushered off to be dressed in his own room before a servant came to help him made it only better. he was both pleased with being allowed to see such a pleasant sight so early in the morning hours as well as to know he was not expected to reject god's word and be left without a guide for the day to come. the only sour note was, he realized, he would not be expected to kneel next to his wife during prayers. as he was dressed he contemplated making it so that he could and wondered what it would mean if he tried

[Honey]

Relief dawned on him when he was able to find his seat beside his family in the chapel. There was an odd sense of familiarity among it all, and had his sister been present he could have easily imagined he'd never been sent away. The boy further realized that it continued to differ as he noticed Ambrose go to take his seat. He began to ponder if the other may have been lonely sitting by himself, and the thought plagued him through the mass. It was not until the mass was over that he left his pew to speak to the lone Prince.

[littl3chocobo]

he was offered no option to speak about his place and resigned himself to ask after chapel though as he stood it was his wife who came to him over he to the duke. arching his brow eloquently he twitched the lightest of bows, "my lord ainsley?"

[Honey]

Gracefully he matched the gesture while dipping deeper before he found himself standing straight before his Prince again. "I was curious to know how you thought of this morning's mass, my lord. As well as if everything this morning was satisfactory."

[littl3chocobo]

he nodded lightly. "it was managed properly and i am pleased with the choice in sermon as well. i would however like to sit with you tomorrow instead."

[Honey]

Curiously a brow raised itself as he looked to the Prince with curiosity, though no question came to show for it. "Of course. I am certain you could sit with my family and myself if you so desired. I will let my father know you are to sit with me tomorrow."

[Mr. Chompsalot]

nodding again he offered the lad a half-smile. good, for now though i have nothing to do, would you like to show me around so that i may see the place of your birth?"

[Honey]

Once again he dipped into a shallow bow before offering a glance around the chapel, only to find the congregation beginning to thin. He offered a gentle gesture to the Prince, telling him to follow him free of church. "Of course, my lord. However, there are many things I could show to you. Is there anything that perhaps you long to see?"

[littl3chocobo]

he followed behind the boy's crisp gait easily. "i am not certain but i thought you had mentioned riding horses before. does your family keep any? if there are i would like to see them"

[Honey]

A smile bubbled to his face at the mention of the creatures, and happily he led them towards the far side of the house. "We keep a few, not many mind you. They are sweet old things though, and I am sure they would love our company. They do not get enough kindness and companionship from the stable-hands."