The prince's face fell visibly as his wife brought up one thing that he had not considered, concerning the events of earlier that day. That of his mother, who had now lost a child, along with her husband not so long prior. Indeed, just as he had predicted, Leith had not even paused to consider the repercussions on that one particular point. He bit on his lower lip gently as he pondered it, suddenly much more concerned. "...no. No I haven't" he answered simply, a wince flickering across his features. He resolved to go see her at some point before they left, just...not tonight. He didn't think he could face her so soon, and it was probably best to let her come to terms with her grief first.
Still, the talk of just how crowded things were going to be crowded in the carriage on the way back had him frowning - for one main point in particular. "Is Oron even going to fit in the carriage now?" He questioned simply, before quickly nodding his assent when she announced that it was about time that they moved on. He was more than willing to comply, given what awaited the two of them once he had managed to contact the guard and pass on their child. Fiora would likely not be pleased by this new sudden change in plans, but Leith expected that she would comply regardless. She always did.
"Let's not linger for too long, then. The sooner we distract her, the better" the prince announced with a soft chuckle, unable to help himself. Reluctantly pulling away from his wife, the prince would lead her back towards the adjacent changing room, pausing briefly to call out to Irina and let them know that they were leaving, so she could follow. As she scrambled across to join then. Once both he and his wife were dried off and clothed, he would head for the door. Fiora, naturally, was waiting patiently outside, as was her current duty is a guard. She glanced across at the prince as he opened the door, though the look on his face immediately worried her.
The guard frowned briefly as the prince offered up Aine's earlier suggestion - both because it meant she would have to deal with the child herself, and that she would need to arrange for someone else to look after the prince and his wife without disturbing them or infringing on their privacy overmuch. Reluctantly, though, she agreed rather simply. "As you say. What about him?" She questioned simply, flicking her head towards Oron briefly, who had not yet allowed her to remove Yelena from his back. "Is he going to insist in coming along? Or even let me take her down to begin with?" The guard questioned simply, eyeing the lizard briefly. She wasn't sure if she was expected to look after the dragons too, or the royals would be content having them around. It would mean she didn't have to worry about their safety, but either way.
When the matter was sorted, the prince would take his wife's hand again, content to leave things at that and lead her back to their room now that all was said and done. As always, there was a flagon of wine waiting on their table when they arrived - having been left by the servants who had cleaned the room during the day. As they settled in, Leith would immediately move to pour two glasses. He hesitated briefly given how his father had passed away not so long prior, but quickly pushed such thoughts aside. "Are you content with wine, or should we send for something a bit...stronger, and just use this to tide us over in the meantime?" He questioned simply as he walked over, pressing the glass into her hand to compensate for her poor vision.
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