'Gettin' yerself killed ain't helpin'm either, silly girl. Yer brother s'in t'best care, given t'situation. But yer t'princess. Go if y'want. T'door is there. You clearly dunneed I's help. I's give ye some food and ye can be on''t way in t'hour'.<br/><br/>Stupid nobility, stuck up girls, arrogant boys. Unlike the King and Queen, the late King and Queen he should say. The King made his way down into the gutter regularly, incognito, to see how all of his subordinates were doing. Even when the King was still the Crown Prince, Hood had regular meetings with him. And when the prince became King, those meetings went on. The King let Hood do his way and Hood made sure the Murderer's Guild never got hold of the city. It was a win-win situation.<br/>But the King had sighed a few times that his son, Matthew, wasn't like him. The princess would be better on the throne, the son, not so much. But the law of the Kingdom decided the oldest male child would take the throne. It was understandable the girl would want to save the prince, other than him there was no heir to the throne.<br/><br/>But different situations called for desperate measures. What if the prince were to die, despite the best care he was getting, then the princess was the only person left of the Royal Family and Hood was sure that the people of the Kingdom would accept her on the throne, married or not, they were happy with her family ruling the country. So he'd let the princess go, but follow her, to keep her alive, because in her current state she wouldn't get a mile far. Let alone five or six hours to the next cabin.