“Do what you must,” Draco stated in French, knowing that that wasn’t a particularly princely way of responding, but he was exhausted by having to have an entourage with him constantly. More than anything, he wanted to get to spend some time alone, or even together with their foreign guest, just without a flock of guards directly on his heel.<br/>“Let’s go,” he stated, now in Latin, his tone much softer than it had been before. He hoped that Bartholomew and the guards would stay back and allow them to just take a tour and get to talk about the amazing piece of work that it was.<br/>“Lead the way if you’d like father, you know this church better than anyone.”<br/>Father Jean chuckled at that, knowing that the young prince was probably a strong contender to being someone who knew the church better than himself.<br/>“Only just, dear Draco, only just,” he stated, the informality of using the prince’s first name slipping from his tongue as they returned to a subject they had discussed so many times before.