Avril’s eyes followed hers and she smiled at Edward.
“He loves to dance,” she commented, but at her friend’s next words, she frowned.
“I lost Stephen earlier,” she admitted, looking around as if he’d suddenly appear. “You know what he’s like. Probably gone to find somewhere quiet.”
She linked her arm through her friend’s with  a grin, “shall we go try and find him?”
She avoided any larger than 2 groups of males, and they made their way around the room. The problem was that Stephen could hide very well. It was a talent.
“My lady,” said a well dressed servant to each of them, offering refreshments on a tray.
“Have you seen my brother, Presley?” she said as she took them.
Since Edward was hard to miss, the servant knew immediately which she was looking  for.
“I believe Prince Stephen is taking the night air,” the man said with a bow.
Avril’s eyes looked to the balcony entrance.
“Of course, thank you, Presley,” she said with a sweet smile, changing their direction to the stairs that would lead to the balcony.

“Are you coming tomorrow?” Hiro asked Stephen, his gate somewhat relaxed.
“I will certainly try. I believe Edward intends to hunt. I’ll come down during their preparations.”
Hiro didn't ask why Stephen wasn't joining this escapade. He knew why, because it had been a previous topic of conversation.
“Does the Queen know you sometimes….”
“Mother has flowers to tend,” Stephen said simply. “She doesn't say anything so I doubt she minds. Are you still okay with it?”
Stephen turned his head to look at Hiro.
“You aren't under any obligation,” he said, turning to the other. “If you don’t want….”
Hiro had been surprised by the words, which was why he hadn't responded straight away.
“You’re always welcome,” he interrupted, which would be an uncommon act for a guard to do. Had his general heard, he probably would have received punishment. “Beside, it’s good for you to get some air from time to time.”