Cassiopeia listened as Orion droned on about his mother having sent someone to spy on them, and her receiving a picture of them together. He seemed a bit.... worried? No, that wasn't the right word... in any case, he was asking her opinion on the matter. "Sounds normal to me. She wants leverage of some form, to ensure we do as she and my mother wish us to do. I wouldn't be surprised if our guards had similiar instructions." She speaks calmly, in an almost bored tone.<br/><br/>"Oh, how is your face? There doesn't seem to be any sort of mark, so it couldn't have been too strong of a blow." She was sure he had had worse hits in rugby.  It was a good thing no one had been close enough to overhear them last night. She was willing to put it in the past, as long as the prince would too.