The relief in those green eyes was almost palpable. For once, the answers were straightforward here, and now that he knew his role in it, Delwyn felt he could handle at least how he and the page were supposed to work together. The white-haired youth seemed so very nice... he could only hope this would not change with the deception they would have to manage together. But he followed Louis' lead happily for now, anyway.
Once Louis had gotten the bath ready and the prince was happily scrubbing up in the tub, the maid knocked on the bedchamber door.
"I have everything ready for when we need to begin," she announced sharply, all business-like. "From the robes downward, it's all here."
(OOC--I can have her butt heads with his narcissism. )