Cassiopeia watches and waits to see how the prince will react. She doesn't really hear his words, but sees the obvious look directed at her cleavage. Good, she had his attention. She is surprised when he kisses her back, closing her eyes and slowly deepening it, making it real, not just a silly little brush as she had done to him.<br/><br/>Her arms move to around his waist as she steps into him, her body pressed against his. He was a very talented kisser, and there was hope for him yet. Maybe... best not to think about that yet. Just kiss until they have to stop, until the queen comes back to order them around. Though, if she played her cards right, Cassiopeia could have the two of them doing what they wanted, with minimal to no supervision.