[Now that Aether's back in his arms, he's a lot happier than he was before. Not going to mention that the light stalking he and Lyria did earlier didn't help his mood completely, but at least now he doesn't have to worry about Aether being courted by anyone. The Harbinger positions himself in front of his companion, pressing in to take one hand and wrap his other arm around Aether's waist before beginning a simple, slow dance for the two of them to enjoy and for everyone to gawk at.]

I don't see anything wrong with that. We are a part of the royal court, are we not?

[He grins as the two of them slowly turn with each dance step, Tartaglia taking that time to admire how Aether looks in his costume. Honestly, it's a little tantalizing if he's being honest with himself.]

The king should be able to do as he pleases. So, I'd prefer that everyone* get a glimpse of their night king and their day grand duke.

[*see: venti]