A smile broke across his face when he heard that he was still thought of as young. He certainly kept his age a well-guarded secret, and knew he looked considerably younger than he should. His long golden locks still maintained the bright colour of his youth, and he was blessed with few wrinkles, most of which were hidden by a stubble beard. No doubt Juliette could take a guess at his age from the stories of him and his father, but he was older than even the king was. Older than Juliette’s father.<em> I should probably stop looking at these girls in that way.</em><br/><br/>Recently He had found Juliette more and more appealing, but now, seeing her in that dress, rather than her usual battle armour. She had fine features, and a wonderful body that he tried to look away from, but couldn’t help but stare.<em>God how old am I? I’m acting like I’m 20 again.</em>He tried to shake the thought from his mind. “I’m sure we can go after dinner” He smiled, walking over to Lenally, holding his hand out. “May I see your star?”<br/>