"You are not the first person who will have stepped on my toes, and I doubt you will be the last." Henry said with a small grin as he lead Alex out to the floor, the two of them made quite the pair, both light and dark-- it was a beautiful dichotony that he was not quite aware of because he was in the moment with the other guy.

He placed one hand on Alex's waist though proper; there would be nothing but proper in everything that the Prince did, certainly enough for a chaos gremlin to attempt to disturb a little bit. It was so-far shaping up to be super effective.

"I am also mentally calculating your wing-span; though it is comforting to know that in case we are attacked here at the ball, I can use your wings as an offensive measure." what a romantic guy, this Prince.

Or maybe that was a joke, it was hard to tell with Henry, but there did seem to be the glimmer of humor in those blue eyes.