Hero looks at her. "I didn't. I do not keep up with whose who among the royal families. I just said...not my thing." he says in a gentle and kind way. He said it in a gentle yet not interested sort of tone. He watches Isadora leave. In fact he hadn't taken his gaze off her for quite a long time now. He watched her leave and internally is thinking.<span style="font-style: italic">No. No. Come back. Please do not leave me with a flirtacious teenager.</span>And when she vanished he mentally thinks...though none would know it due to his blank expression.<span style="font-style: italic">Damnit.</span><br/><br/>He looks at Melinda. And turns to face her. "Yes?" he says. He shrugs. "I fail to see the point about her being or not being betrothed." his tone said that he didn't care and he saw no barrier in his way of what he wanted. He looks at her. "I see...who is her father?" he asks questioningly. He had a feeling he might know her father. He traveled around a LOT. He shakes his head. "I don't care. Then a horrid old man deserves her not." he says simply but bluntly. "No young lady deserves to be marriage to a smelly old bag of bones. None." he repeats.<br/><br/>He turns and looks at her arching his eyebrow. "We'll see Princess Melinda...we'll see." he smiles as if her order made it all the more reason to NOT arrive. "You will not be receiving a response in that case." he says softly after she had left. He shakes his head. And walks in the direction away from the princess. And ends up in the enormous library fifteen minutes later. "Wow...so many...books. I have not seen this many books in one place ever." he says outloud.