Behind them, Vitor enhanced his aura, gradually as his Teacher had instructed. And feeling its polite pressure Zeleskiaz glanced behind to also peek at that one before them that threatened with constrained rage in his golden eyes.
He took notice just like he did back at the Bal. Hence, the Prince arrogantly continued to speak after the delectable pause from watching the Lady answer her parent went cold between the men on guard.
"I ought to say it is saddening that it has come to this… I am sure the Lady will be missed greatly in our Palace's corridors." — Watching her softly, Zeleskiaz said so everyone could hear. Yet dedicating the sweetness in his voice solely to the Lady.
"I am sure they will. How kind of you to say. Your Highness." — Malhumored, Orland's brow twitched at the shameless flirting of the Crown Prince towards his daughter. Lightly bringing her closer so her hand would slide away from the Prince's grasp.
