Damian was in shock. Paint or draw something for the the<span style="font-style: italic">princess</span>? He had to think for a second before answering. Other wise he probably would have called her your majesty or Serenity. He blushes none the less though. "I'll see what I can do for you Lily." His heart just about stops with her next words. Royal invitation to the castle? He didn't have to worry about showing up dressed as anything but himself. He doesn't have any set of clothes that could scrap with what the nobility wears. "I'd like that Lily. I'd doubt even my step mother could refuse to let me go by royal invitation."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Michael glared at his step siblings back from behind the cover of the trees. Give a painting to the princess? Not if all his work just vanished. Along with Damian's most valuable art supplies. Royal invite, hmm? He would see about that. A terrible grin stretches over his features. Damian's work would be meet with a horrible accent in the morning.He set's off for home to report what he had seen, excluding the detail that Damian had been talking to the princess.</span>