Lilly Flicked her blonde hair from her face and looked at him, her hands on her hips.<br/>"Stealing..." She said so nonchalantly as if it were no big deal. "So, you're the Prince everyone talks about." She scoffed as she circled him, clearly unthreatened by the broom. She took her finger and pressed down on the broom so it lowered. She continued to circle him.<br/>"You don't look like a Prince. Especially not the one the people describes." She chuckled to herself as she flopped on his bed. She stretched softly and sighed as she relaxed, her feet didn't touch the floor as she laid down as she was so short.<br/><br/>"So what's it like to be rich and having people begging for money? I bet it's nice." She propped herself up on her elbows. "The only thing I get to 'royalty' is men dying at my feet because they wan a taste of Miss Fortune." She chuckled as she eyed up the Prince. Her bright blue eyes roaming up and down his body, sure he wasn't much, but she would've loved to see him with his clothes off.