Ardent had been prepared for a lot of different reactions. She couldn't precsicely remember much about her past lifetimes. Certainly she couldn't recall specific experiences or events. But eventually knowledge and understanding and patterns had a tendency to build up and she had a rough idea of what was normally expected of her by the past king. There wasn't a whole lot of frolicing in the garden and there was a good deal of her sitting still and trying to figure out something she hadn't counted a million times in a vain attempt to amuse herself.<br/><br/>She had been prepared to be told no. She had been mildly braced for the no to come less in verbal form and more in a slap and a reminder of her place. The fact that it was a yes and that not only was she permitted but her king was deigning to take her there himself? She smiled brightly at him, as always a beacon of light in the hells around them. "I'd like that very much!" She told him, gracefully climbing to her feet and adjusting the silver and white semi sheer robe she wore so it sat right on her light frame. "I don't know how anyone doesn't go mad with all of that..." She mimed holding a paper up to her face, squinting at it to indicate concentration. "For like. Hours. And hours. Or. You know. A half hour? Hour? Time is weird. I should know. I've been eighteen for like.... a really long time." She gave a shrug and rocked a little on her heels as she waited for him to either take the lead, offer her his arm, or call for a leash. He didn't seem to ever know what to do with her and she was quite okay with letting him work it out for himself. It had worked in her favor so far.