"Of course, sire - your highness," the advisor agreed, his expression having changed into a more pleasant one as soon as the prince had interjected. There was, however, still a hesitation about him, clearly finding himself unprepared for the prince to continue on foot. "We will follow you."<br/>Harry smiled at that, unexpectedly pleased that it hadn't been insisted that they viewed the church from horse back. Generally, Harry had with age grown disinterested in experiencing cities from that high of an angle.<br/>"Good," Harry said to the prince and the priest, when he really meant to say<span style="font-style: italic">lovely</span>. The architecture of the church was much easier to feign interest in, and with an invitation that maybe wasn't his to give, Harry bared his palm in the direction of the church. "Shall we?"