As they ventured deeper into the keep, the unmistakable sound of leather heeled boots reverberated against the stone floors. Over the course of their walking, Harry had heard several softer sounds of the scurrying slippers of house staff, all of whom had disappeared down other hallways before they ever crossed their path. When the steps grew louder, Harry suddenly realized that, besides Bartholomew, this would be the first person they had seen inhabiting the keep.<br/>Harry had been correct in his assumptions, when he judged that it hadn’t been staff approaching him. In fact, the sheer delicacy of the man’s features made it impossible for him to be any short of princely.<br/>Ahead of them, Bartholomew confirmed that assumption. "Your Highness," he offered with half a bow; while he slowed his pace as he passed the prince, he didn't allow any of them to linger.<br/>Harry, completely taken aback, did so regardless. He hadn't been made aware of the fact that the King had a son Harry's age – or if he had been, he hadn't realized the crown prince was residing at the keep.<br/>There was a long moment where both Harry and Minerva had stopped, the woman a couple of steps ahead of Harry, uncertain what was expected of them. Harry's expression still portrayed a soft surprise, leaving his lips parted yet unable to gather his mind enough to think of any appropriate greeting in any language, appropriate or not.<br/>Eventually, Harry saw Minerva perform a curtsy out of the corner of his eye. "<span style="font-style: italic">Ypsilótate</span>," she mused, most comfortable in her Greek courtesies.<br/>Almost as if that had torn him out of a dream, Harry suddenly blinked, catching himself having stared at the Prince. For a brief moment, there was a smile of an embarrassed and apologetic smile on his lips. It was, however, gone as he too bowed.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Ypsilótate</span>," he repeated. As he once again straightened his posture, he added in a softly accented French, "Your Highness. It is a pleasure meeting you."