For fun?  Well, sex was always a good way to go.  Unfortunately, Keth didn’t get up to as much of that as he’d have liked, and none at all when he was away from his home on business.  Whether it was dealing with dreary political matters or dismembering the enemy on the battlefield, his beauties didn’t have any business outside the protective walls of his palace.<br/><br/>He caught the hand gestures, but if they meant a thing to Kethaias, he didn’t let on.  In fact, the only response was a tightening of his brow, which could’ve been perceived either a sign of disdain or confusion.<br/><br/>The insistence Ryland put toward the dancing was strange.  Did it matter to these people that he danced at all?  It seemed trivial, but then so did the whole damned kingdom, so he supposed it was fitting.<br/><br/><i>Your face alone will be enough to put anyone off…</i><br/><br/>Alright, that was most definitely an insult.  But someone like Ryland would have known that well before the words spilled past those curled lips.  The young man was teasing him, perhaps even testing him.  Keth wasn’t sure if he wanted to bite or not.  He thought it over, letting out a weary sigh.  A dance lesson wouldn’t have<i>killed</i>him, but he might have to fall on his sword afterward out of pride.  He let his gaze sweep over the prince again, something more calculating about it than when he’d first taken in the sight of Ryland leaning over his tray of letters.<br/><br/>Ryland had spelled out something else with his hand, Keth catching it only peripherally since his gaze was locked tight onto the prince’s.  Again, he didn’t say anything about it.  The king instead untucked his own hand and offered it, palm up, towards his visitor.<br/><br/>“I suppose there would be no harm,” he stated.  “I think it might actually work to my advantage during negotiations, now that I think on it.”  And it would, his plans to make a lasting impression in Banque, particularly to take their youngest prince back with him.  Well, he didn’t want to fight too hard verbally in negotiations, and he honestly didn’t want to use force on the peaceful kingdom, small and delicate as it was.  The best strategy was to use a gentle hand and convince them that it was for the best.  For everyone involved.<br/><br/>“Very well.  Bring your bird,” Kethaias decided.