Natali realized that Brandon was the Prince. She just didn't care. He might be royalty but even he had proper ettiquite and guidelines to follow. He was too used to being a brat and that was not any way to be a good king. She didn't realize she was being creepily calm. To allow herself to show anger increased the anger she felt and as such increased her heart rate...that was bad. She had almost had a heart attack the first time that happened. She was three but learned how to be angry yet not show it or sound it. Well except for her expressive eyes but there was no hiding the anger in those beautiful sapphire eyes of hers. She eeked as an arm wrapped around her. Relaxing when she realized it was Anthony. Relaxing and leaned against him. Having trouble breathing easily. Her eyes widened as a bar of soap was popped into the Prince's mouth. Bursting into giggles at the scene of bubbles popping out his mouth like he was a dog or cat with rabies.<br/><br/>She leaned into him. Her tails drooping and she watched as the Prince was tied down to the chair he was pushed back into. She nodded her head weakly. Her heart racing a thousand miles a minute. Or at least it felt like it. <Please.> She says. She can't speak right now. She closed her eyes and listened as Anthony started speaking. She was glad not to need to talk anymore right now. She kept her eyes closed as she felt rather than saw him showing the Guards Badge. She opens her eyes and looks weakly at Anthony. Pleading with him to help her feel better again. <Feel so weak. Anger is the one emotion I know of that will make the blood rush through my veins too fast.>