Hiro's gaze drifted from his mother to his betrothed. The list was done, and his mother decided to once more try and pose a question for Akito. This time, Hiro decided not to intervene- then again, he couldn’t and didn't really want to. The young soldier would just have to learn that he needed to relax. Which seemed like it was going to take a while. The prince's gaze flickered around the table until finally it rested on Akito's plate as he spoke. He didn't have anyone attending the wedding for him, save his parent and maybe the soldiers he fought with. "Well, at least we'll be protected even more." It wasn't an intentional sly or sarcastic comment, but it seemed to have came out that way. 

The Emperor's gaze turned to his son, showing a faint hint of annoyance. However his voice remained calmed. "Is there a problem with it?" 

Hiro absent-mindedly shook his head and shrugged, not bothering to look up from toying with his chopsticks. "None whatsoever. I mean, who wouldn't feel safe? After all, it's to be sure enemies we have don't ruin anything." The Empress cleared her throat and pushed her plate forward. Hiro noticed and did the same and the servants began to collect dishes. The conversation between the two had subsided before it could begin and end on a bad note. The conversation travelled to different topics, most trying to figure out a little more about Akito. 

After sitting and listening, Hiro became fairly bored. "Well, if you don't mind, or if you do doesn't matter, I'll be stepping away." He had finished dinner and didn't feel the need to stay longer and chat. It didn’t interest him too much. 

"You're not going to stay and talk to your betrothed?" The Empress gave a curious look.

Hiro shook his head. "I'm sure he is probably sick of seeing my face most of the day. I'm fine with giving him his space." The sarcasm was noticeable in his voice. He had already stood up and began walking out. Before he did, he gave a small wave.

"What a troublesome child." The Emperor muttered lightly with a shake of his head.

Meanwhile, Hiro had decided to relax in the bath. Walking to his room, a servant was already notified of his request and rushed to get things together for him. The prince let out a soft sigh before removing the band from his hair and tossing it on the bed. It fell into a messy style and he merely ruffled it out of the way. "Your bath is ready Your Majesty." The prince nodded and walked over to the bowing servant. 

"Thank you." The servant gave a small 'of course' before following after him as he retreated to the baths. Once there, Hironori stripped off his robes and shoes and climbed in the wooden bath. The servant had waited just for that, grabbing his clothing and setting up two folded towels on a near by bench. Hiro gave a small sigh and sank lower into the water. What the others planned to do, he had no idea, but it was late and the day was coming to a close, so it didn't matter too much- unless of course they needed him for something.