Brief as it might have been, hearing the effortless French of the crown prince sent a thrill down Harry's spine. The moment the prince spoke, Harry's eyes had darted back onto the other man, though the prince was still looking at the adviser. It brought a smile to Harry's face.<br/>It was with some dissatpointment that Harry had to face the fact that there was no getting around speaking in latin. His smile, however, remained almost unaffected as he shifted his stance to yet again face the prince.<br/>"No apologies," Harry did say in French, the corner of his mouth discreetly tugging upward. The grin disappeared as quickly as it came, as the stallion to Harry's side stepped forward towards the prince's mare. With a circular movement of his wrist, Harry once again got a proper hold of the reigns, preventing the horse to step further forward.<br/>"Were you intending to go on a secret ride, Your Highness?" Harry's eyes once again met the prince's as he, this time, phrased the question in Latin. There was almost a tentative tease to his voice, and a definitive one to the smile ghosting across his lips, as carefully testing if he could push what was considered the appropriate tone for their exchanges. "I hope I didn't foil your plan of getting past the guards unnoticed and unaccompanied."