With a small smile the prince nodded and then gave a bow. "By the night after tomorrow eve' I shall have had it all arranged with the staff and my father, the library is rarely locked lest the gates are open and so you will find you can come and go there as you please. Though I urge you not to take any of the books there out of the library. If you find one you like or desire for your own I shall try and find a copy. You will, if it suits you, live in the castle, I shall have a room made up close to mine so bring with you whatever you desire to have or I shall furnish the room as I believe will suit you. If you desire an abode away from the...finery. Of the palace I shall inquire into the various houses outside the castle." For all the Prince was he was efficient, come the sunrise he would speak with his parents, though he would leave out the assassin part and make them aware he had hired a body guard who needed a place nearby to lay his head. He would speak to the library meister to make sure that the white haired ragamuffin was allowed access to the library and he'd arrange and set up room or quarters with the necessities a man like him would need. A bed, wardrobe, chair, table, and book case would seem adequate for the time being. 

One, after all, didn't make it far as the prince of this place without being organised and honestly the sooner the boy was nearby- though he'd never admit as much- the safer he'd feel and perhaps he'd finally get a good nights sleep. Glancing to the boys peculiar ears he uttered, "It would be best if we covered those." He rose a finger to gently, if permitted for should the fae flinch he'd drop his hand to his side, "We have been told your kind are extinct, gone. If the people find out that isn't true...if my father does." The Prince sighed lightly, "You don't have a glowing reputation among the people. Maybe a change of clothes as well, to keep their suspicion at bay. Will that be okay by you?"