Ah, to DANCE with the Prince again! They hadn't danced in so long! And they hadn't danced in the Trabian manner since that first time.
That GRIN! Riku's cheeks flushed redder, even as a ducked his head shyly, only turning back when Sora insisted on kissing his cheeks. "He will allow it," Riku repeated himself, smiling affectionately, "Gladly, and with great anticipation. He will probably get impatient with the dancing before too long. Luckily, there is no reason to rise early." They had all night.
Riku held tight to Sora's hand and thought. "We should have some refreshment as we do so," Riku decided. "Nothing heavy... fruit, perhaps." Slices of apples, cherries, or strawberries. "And if we see someone we know, we might invite them to sit with us awhile. Your court, mostly."