If the hot omelet had flung at her it would be facing the wall. She had awesome reflexes herself. She blinked a bit instead of moving though. Had she scared him or something? She looked at him. "I don't sleep much. Comes from sleeping outside because sleeping at home with mother was horrible." She shook her head. Pulling out the photo of the man then slipped it back into her pocket. She would find him. She just hoped he wouldn't be the monster her mother claimed he was. Looking at him. "In America." She said with a laugh. "Being alone more often then not." She added.<br/><br/>She giggled a bit though. "Its not that attractive is it?" She looked at her outfit. True it was more of a girl outfit than a tomboy outfit. "Is it because I'm dressed like a girl? Does it look weird on me?" She asked. Questioning her choice in outfit. Wondering why he was staring so much. Did she look bad dressed like this? Maybe she should've taken the other shirt the more boyish shirt. Should she have questioned her decision before now. "I'm sorry to hear that." She spoke softly. "We can wait utnil you want to talk about it." She said in a soft voice. Taking bites of her food. Sitting on the stool nearby and eating it. She felt his eyes on her and looked at him. She felt weird without her baseball cap.<br/><br/>Did she look as odd as she felt in these clothes? She liked the outfit but never wondered if it looked bad at her before. She let out a little sound as he kissed her neck. Blushing as it had been quite unexpected. She looked at the plate. Now why had he gone and done that for? For a split second she almost felt like maybe she was viewed as attractive female not strange tomboy. She finished eating shortly after he left and stood up. Thinking on the simple neck kiss. Maybe it meant nothing. Yeah. It probably meant nothing. She threw the rest away. Walking into the living room where he was. "What are we going to do today Shadow?" She asked softly. Sitting on the ground beside his chair. Looking up at him expectantly.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br/><br/>The servant kept his eyes down then lifted his head. "One of the spies caught the birthmark only your daughter had on the area near the collar bone." He spoke seriously. He was not going to ask what his majesty had in mind. They all knew he wasn't the perfect king but he had a good heart even if he ruled with a fair but iron fist. He looked at his king. "What is his majesties orders?" He said. Kneeling again.