El is quite sure he's never heard anything more vile, disrespectful, and all around adorable aimed at him than when the voice rings out behind him to tell him off from his current course of action. On impulse he pivots on the spot, the only indication of his surprise that the speaker that has sent an unusual thrill through his veins is a male, and a servant no less, is a slight raise to a single brow. Behind him the the girl hisses a warning to the male servant that he does not quite catch, however the prince does not hesitate in his response, not missing a beat as he replies with a smirk.

“Never too much for me, but the messy loose state my father leaves them in, when he even has time these days, has long put me off from trying my hand at them, not to mention I could be hanged if I were ever caught violating my father's personal stash of buxom beauties.” He turns slightly to the side and holds out a hand for the young woman, who takes it hesitantly. He draws her forward gently and with a smile he places a sift kiss on the back of her hand. “As for this lovely flower, she is free leave, if she has no return interest in me, I am not like my cousin Berturn who would never let such a lovely out of his sight without making an pig of himself.”

She flushes again and offers a slight curtsy before moving to walk past the male servant, a hand landing on his shoulder as if to ask him to accompany her. However Elistro calls out before she can say a word. “She may be free to go, however I must insist on you yourself spending a bit more time in my presence to discuss a few minor thoughts that have crossed my mind that may have a lasting impact on your stay here in the palace my good sir.” The girl looks a little worried but takes her cue and moves off quickly, leaving the two men alone in the hallway, the higher ranking one with a smooth smile set on his lips, clear scheming flickering behind his eyes. [i]'I have no idea who this young man is, however I fully intend to find out. . .'[/i]