It must be some sort of Ceremonial Gown

As dinner began to come to a close Will looked again at the gown that he wore, and decided It must be some sort of ceremonial gown. For some reason, they had dressed him as some type of priest. Did they think he was a priest? It was possible, Will thought. They could have thought he was someone else entirely. It was the only thing that came to mind as making any sense, seeing as the prince spoke to Will as if he already knew some things.

Will was at a crossroads in this moment. He could attempt to convince the prince that he wasn't the priest though it would be hard to do without his voice. On the other hand, if he played along he could get some special treatment. The food was amazing and the clothes did feel really nice against his skin. H wasn't used to this type of treatment and it was really nice.

Another thought came to him. If they found out that he wasn't who they thought, would they be angry that he ate their food? It would be petty but that's royalty for you.

He also decided something else. Wine was amazing.