Nieves listened to Ixonia. Shaking his head as he heard her tail. Looking to the old woman. "Yes Nania. I am back. With my new friend Ixonia. She will be joining me for dinner tonight." He says to the woman's back as she chuckled when he left. Flushing a bit from the comment of it not being something she had seen in a long time. Sighing a bit. He looked back at Ixonia. Watching her come back inside the tent. "You could join my caravan. That will never be the case if you are in my caravan. We can use a skilled musician and dancer. There is always room for one more. If your interested." He says. Pulling out a stool and sits on it. Nania's words brought memories he would rather not remember. Of a woman he loved and lost to another. He looked away for a moment. Then back to her. "Well you already know quite a bit then. I am a singer, a dancer, a song writer. Of course the given fact that I am prince. I enjoy living amongst my people rather than staying back at the palace. My father wished me to stay and train to be a warrior but my mother won out and let me have my dream. I always wished to sing and dance even at a young age. They are my passion. My mother taught me to use my...well I guess you could call them powers...at a young age." he looked at her. "I use them for good of course." he looks at her.<br/><br/>"I do hope you'll honor me with your presence while your around. I find your presence refreshing. I like that you have so much life and personality." He cleared his throat. "As well as I rather like you. It is a building like yet it is there nonetheless." He chuckles a bit. "Listen to me being so straightforward. I beg your forgiveness and promise to not say anything else that might make you uncomfortable."