[Leona looks at Vil with a cocked brow and his hands on his hips, sighing.]

Sometimes I wonder if you Pomefiores actually live on the same planet as me.

[It's almost like Vil acts like he isn't talking to a prince just to press on Leona's nerves! And definitely not because Leona acts the furthest from princelike in front of his classmates...]

Funny, since the way I remember it, you're not so keen on being given commands, either.

[And then Leona gives him that teasing smile, that one that looks more sinister than playful.]

Sure you don't wanna cop this particular trick for yourself? Might even find a decent stand-in for your vice housewarden.