If there was one thing Frank might admit about the Prince and his companion, it was that they looked beautiful together. And that was no small thing. A Prince, or a King, should have a beautiful Consort, regardless if she was intelligent or useful. The history of their world was filled with fluff-headed Queens that senselessly emptied the coffers of the castle. It was not until a few generations ago before some of that finally stopped.
He didn't know how much the Prince's companion knew about being Consort to royalty, but at least the Queen still lived. If it was to be Riku, he would have a good role model to follow after.
"So close to the stars," Riku agreed, "Maybe we'll be able to touch them." At the very least, he hoped to be able to share at least one kiss in the starlight the Prince was so fond of comparing his hair to.