"You don't-" Hironori started to correct Akito, but the Emperor decided to do it himself. With a nonchalant gaze, Hironori watched as his father scowled and then noticed Akito practically cower away in fear. His attention turned back to the creature in his hands. By the sound of it, Hoko didn’t want to be picked up. But before he could put him down, he jumped out of his hands and began chasing after Akito. That made Hironori blink, realizing Akito was racing off. Just like the first time. Hironori sighed and shook his head. The poor soldier was probably going to go into hiding or something, this time even longer. "I really hope he doesn't plan on running off during this wedding of ours." Though, in a sense, he didn't mind too much. If that was the case, the wedding would have been cancelled until Akito was found. That would certainly be an interesting event. It would add on to the oddities of the event.

His thoughts couldn't trail any further when his father accused him of driving his betrothed off. The Empress knew what was going to happen next and sighed, pulling her food closer to her. She decided to let them talk it through before she intervened. She was also really hungry and her food was much more interesting than their arguing. Hiro couldn't help but laugh for a brief moment. "I did nothing! Have you not seen the frown on your face? I'd be afraid too. You intimidated him. And I slept in! When would I have said anything to him?" He rolled his eyes and looked at the door where Akito had recently left.. "Yeah, he's probably long gone now. Thanks, you're such a kind hearted and loving emperor. He’s going to be a fine emperor following under your reign.” Little by little the kindness in his tone drifted and was replaced with a more cynical and sarcastic one. “Instead of yelling at me for not being the perfect son, why don’t you go find Akito?” He hadn’t raised his voice when he spoke the last part, however he did decide to push his half empty plate forward. 

“Dear, you should finish eating. No need to storm off.” The Empress started, only for her husband’s voice to boom next to her.

“What a fine idea! Akito is a royal and has run off, [i]you[/i] should most definitely find your betrothed.” Hironori’s mouth opened, the protest showing on his face. However the Emperor gave him a firm glare, reminding him that he was not only the Emperor but his father as well. The young prince closed his mouth and crossed his arms. “Fetch one of the guards for Hironori so he can find his betrothed. Quickly before Akito gets too far.” Reluctantly, Hiro followed after the servant, not wanting to have to wait with his father giving him such a smug look. 

“What?” The Emperor looked at his wife’s disapproving eyes. 

“You could have let him finish eating first.” 

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“I’ll be right back. Not to worry, I’m simply going to change.” He realized that maybe a trip outside the palace wouldn’t have been so bad. He was cooped inside the palace with little to do after all. It was just the fact that they were probably going to have to search everywhere to find Akito that seemed like a hassle. “Ah, maybe I can slow the guard’s pace and give me time to wander about.” He had changed into his proper royal garb, choosing a deep blue and white colored one. As promised, he didn’t sneak away from his responsibilities and ended up alongside an older gentleman- one of the guards he had seen around multiple times before, preparing for their time to leave. 

“The carriage is ready your Highness.” 

“Do you think we could stop at the markets? Just to check out the items?”

“I’m sorry your majesty, but the Emperor gave specific instructions to find your betrothed before all else. However, I could send a servant down if there is something you’d like specifically.” Hiro simply sighed and shook his head, climbing into the carriage. The guard bowed before taking his own seat in order to lead them off. It was a warm, nice day. While he was being pulled around, he did take the time to enjoy the change in scenery, finding it relieving to see something different.