Sora was TRYING really hard to be good, though. The faster he could get his Father to say yes the less agonizing waiting he had to do, right?
"I will certainly want to dance with you and the Trabians." It would look good if the crown Prince could dance with the Trabians. Awesome for their foreign relations, right? Yes, that was totally how he was going to pitch it to his Father.
Sora grinned all too big. Yes of course he meant to bed in that way. Everything was RIGHT in the world and hopefully he didn't hurt himself dancing or anything like that tonight. He was feeling pretty healthy! He loved the color on Riku's face and kissed both his cheeks delightfully.
"I do not know!" the Prince exclaimed, pulling Riku down the hall anyway. "We do not need to change, but we could spend time in my room." But why do that? The Prince was feeling oddly social. Or at least enough to NOT lock themselves in his room. "Or we could have a tea tray in the parlor. I could try the violin." He hadn't played it in months now, and he had often complained about that. But his arm was healed now. "It will sound awful though. Oh, we could sit in the gallery above the courtyard and watch people come and go?" This had a double meaning because not only could they kind of spy on everyone arriving to the celebration feast, it was semi public. Anyone who bothered to look up would see them sitting there, observing.