Shaynis hugged Kihtora. Looking at her. "We'll eat lunch tomorrow. I must get some work done." He says with a grim smile. "It is hard being heir to the throne at times. At others it is easy. Myra and you will get along well I think. Tell her hello for me." He says. Leaving the room and goes to gets some documentation done. Along with some homework. He needed to keep up in his classes. He was answering the phone as well. Talking in foreign languages. Making trade agreements in one language. Speaking in french to another. He was agreeing to house diplomats of the Russian government. He was getting a lot of work done.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Myra headed over. She was dressed in short shorts with a top that covered her breasts and in inch but not much else. Her smooth skin protected by a virtually invisible cover top. She wore sandles as she headed into the room. Taking them off at the doorway. She wasn't too much taller than Kihtora. Albeit skinnier but she was a toned skinny. Muscular in a delicate sort of way. She sits on the bed beside Kihtora. "Sure. I will gladly eat lunch with you." She says with a smile. Blinking a bit and waves off her thank you. "No matter. I would gladly protect a pregnant woman. I beat up pricks and prisses like the ones who tried to hurt you. Jealousy is a lousy reason to harm anyone. Besides...your a beautiful young woman. Along with the fact my bestest friend in the whole world likes you." She says. A warm smile on her lips.<br/><br/>She eats some of the food. "You need to eat more. You look undernourished. That means the baby is eating most of the nutrients your taking into your system." She shakes her head. "You haven't dealt with the right kind of people than Kihtora." She says softly. "Your welcome. You don't have to bow to me. I am honestly a rank under you compared to the wealth your family possesses." She blinks a bit. "We grew up together. I was his best friend since we were in diapers. Then we got seperated. We met again four years ago. He found me kicking idiot butt." She says with a grin. "I'm a tomboy. I'm not afraid to get down and dirty. I'm not afraid to fight." She says softly.<br/><br/>Shaking her head. "The prince really likes you. He has never shown such affection to anyone not since his ex fiancee pulled her dirty tricks. He broke it off with her. Expecally after she killed their baby. Not like murdered the baby but killed the baby when it was just a few weeks old. Hit my friend hard. The prince's dream is to be a father. However, he was injured as a youth...making it hard for him to have babies. He can have them...its just...harder." She explains. Sighing a bit. "She is lucky the prince is a kind man. If it had been up to his father she would have been exiled."<br/><br/>She pauses for a moment. "The prince thinks you brave. He says that any woman willing to go to school and be pregnant is brave. He says you deserve someone who will love and cherish you." She giggles a bit. "I think the prince might ask you out once you get to know each other more."</span>