Rafe looked at the princess and found her stunning spacing at for a moment before realizing that she knew about the journal and that it was what brought him here. More than that he was in his pajamas with no shoes on. Well if that wasn't embarrassing then he didn't know what was. "Err I'm um Rafe," he said quietly his face red from the embarrassment he felt. "Um how did the journal bring me here...where ever here is. I thought it was also fairytales in it but now I'm well it's kind of obvious." Rafe mentally scolded himself at tripping over his own words. Usually he was able to say what he wanted with no problem whatsoever but now with all that had happened he was tongue tied in front of a woman he found beautiful. Not that it should have mattered. He had to get back to his own time, and chances were that Princess Soriana would marry a prince or maybe her guard/friend. He mentally scolded himself a second time for thinking thoughts that he deemed inappropriate. "How do I get back home?" he asked her to get his mind back on subject.