Harry limited himself to respond to that with a pleasant smile, knowing deep within that this would inevitably markt he end of their conversation.<br/>Right enough, it didn't take long for the royal advisor to appear by their side.<br/>"My prince," Bartholomew stated in French, offering the prince a bow.<br/>Instinctively, Harry himself took a step backwards, urging the horse by his side to do the same. Though Harry couldn't get himself to mind, it was clear the distinction the advisor made between the two young men, especially in the language in which he adressed the two men; he figured it was easier to accomodate the diffenrence of tone than to take it to heard. As if to give the two French their privacy, Harry glanced away.<br/>"Your escort is ready; we are opening the gates," Bartholomew continued, straightening his back. With an almost unnatural disinterest in looking at the Greek by their side, he continued: "Are there any place you wish to visit?"