She should go, Victoire knew that. Just get up, tell him that it was nice knowing him but no thank you. But the foolish girl inside her wanted to stay and see, and to her own surprise too, she was genuinely interested in this man and spending time with him made her feel good. It felt nice to be listened for once too, without judgement and without needing to weight her every word for double meanings. The man didn’t sit close enough, but Victoire could’ve sworn that she felt his warmth and his scent anyway, drawing her closer. Of course, she didn’t move.<br/><br/>“Well, you’re not wrong about the city,” the princess shrugged with a sly grin.<br/>“As for your offer… You do have a point. Thing is though, they are used to things being done a different way. For example, you don’t bring these sort of matters to a Lady, they would assume you would go see the head of the guards. Perhaps my brother, the King,” Victoire hummed and turned herself slightly to meet Thadeus’ gaze. Despite the small grin playing on her lips, there were very few things betraying her thoughts, her chest was heaving slightly but it might be just for the corset making it hard to breathe. The chilly evening might be the one turning her cheeks red.<br/>“I agree with you though, we are no longer in the city. None of us knows how long we will stay out here. It would be foolish to say no to help when it’s so generously being offered.”<br/><br/>Victoire lets out a soft laughter and glances away before turning back to Thadeus, thinking a moment with her eyes slightly narrowed.<br/>“I don’t want to steal your time any more than you’re willing to borrow me, and I have all the time in the world now. Perhaps you could show me how things are done out here sometime soon?”