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"It's... fancy..." he said, looking shocked. It was so overly ornate that he was almost scared to stay in a room like this, for fear of reducing its perfection. He sighed as the window flew open, a strong breeze blowing through and ruffling his hair. "That's better," he said with a smile.

"Sure," he said, giggling slightly. "I used to play with... back when my family was alive," he finished, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
((Warning... I don't know how to play most card games. >.>;; ))

"Easy." He simply let the breeze carry all the cards neatly into his outstretched hands. "But I s'pose that's cheating, no?" he asked, grinning.

Faryn was getting ticked off now. He was very much so tempted to deal out a death curse to the next servant that passed by them and yet a nasty little voice in his head reminded him that he shouldn't. Servants weren't worth the tax cursing placed on his own life. He glared at the taller boy, greatly annoyed by the knowledge that he wasn't permitted to hurt Jillian... though he wasn't the least bit frightened of the wrath of other kingdoms, his father was a different story. The King inflicted a fear in Faryn that he couldn't evade or ignore.. and his King adored this heap of flirtatious material in front of him. When the other decided to taunt him, however, Faryn had had enough. "I don't care if I can't kill you, but let's get one thing straight. You will never be my superior, Jillian... and you're certainly neither my tutor nor my mother," he hissed, snatching his cloak out of the other's grasp, "But you are my date. Start acting like it." He made a gesture at the door. He took the taller boy by the hand and tugged on it as he made his way to the exit. How very annoying keeping up appearances was.

Though the blonde prince's hand tensed on the glass, he didn't drop it despite his great dislike for snakes. He didn't want to cause any sort of scene or draw unecessary gazes toward them. Tearing his eyes off the serpant, keeping his hand as steady as possible, he leveled his stare at the opposing prince. "You must be amused by these clever antics of yours, but I'm not. If you wish to further this confrontation, then I would suggest we take it outside."

Even if it was the truth or not, Dax couldn't help but be wary of the creature. Cautiously, after setting the drink down, he placed his thumb over the snake's head and his index finger under it jaw before uncoiling it from his hand. With that, he let it go under the table. It could be someone else's problem if it was once again found. He then made a quick exit, following the other. Once he stepped through the door, the mask was the first thing to go. It was a burden in itself.

Faryn winced at the nickname, but nodded nonetheless. This was probably the most decent Jillian was going to act. He had to admit he liked this persona of the boy a bit more; at least Jillian acted like his status permitted. Right. The Carriage. Faryn merely nodded and began to walk back down the corridor. He noted the way Jillian held his arm and forced himself to ignore that he was the one whose hand was on top. He didn't find it necessary to say anything; words were disposable to him.