<span style="font-family:Amaranth">The princess eyed him for a moment, making no move to stand out of his way. Instead, she remained blocking his path as she regarded him. It seemed she was trying to make a decision on whether to allow him to escape or preventing him from escaping. However, he seemed to make the decision for her as he suddenly dropped to his knees, obviously surrendering. She was surprised and watched as the guards caught up to him, grabbing him by the arm and yanking him to his feet. She startled slightly, turning her attention towards the guard who had spoken to her and promptly shook her head. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"No, no. I am fine. He did not touch me."</span> She then paused, looking back to Wesley for a moment. She took a step towards him, reaching up to tuck some of her hair behind her ear.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Wait, do not drag him off yet. I... I want to question him."</span> She then focused fully on Wesley, her gaze softening. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"What is your name?"</span> She knew that he was the boy she had met on that night, but she hadn't gotten his name then. Now, she had a chance to fix that and find out what his name was. She didn't care that he was a thief, thinking that he must have had a reason for stealing from her. Besides, it was just a necklace. She had so many of those that would easily replace the one that was stolen. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Why did you steal from me?"</span></span>