Isadora and Melinda were minding their own business in the garden when they heard a commotion from within the palace. of course, sound carried very well in the corridors, so the two girls had no real idea where it was coming from. "Do you think that's him?" Melinda tugged at Isadora's blue sleave gently. "I'm not sure Melinda...nor do I care." She wasn't all to impressed with the way he pulled her upon the stage yesterday, of course she hadn't let it show in front of all those people. "Would you stop pulling my sleave?" Isadora shrugged the girl off. "You may very well completely undress me if you don't." With that, Melinda walked to one of the enterances of the garden before leaping with excitement. "It is him!!" She gave a harsh whisper back at Isadora before turning back to the corridor. "Hey!! Gypsy Prince! Over here, we'll hide you!" Melinda called to the man: and Isadora shook her head gently before standing, a somewhat stern look marring her pretty face. "Melinda...is this really nec-" Isadora was cut off however when Melinda drug the poor man into the garden, placing him where he was completely hidden. "Stay here and don't move." The younger girl giggled to the man before running back to the corridor.<br/><br/>Isadora stayed silent, her eyes seemed to pulse with annoyance, but she let Melinda play her games..for now. Just as long as Isadora wasn't drug into any of them. "YOU! There!" Melinda called to the gaurds who had been chasing Hero. "Stop making so much noise! I am<span style="font-style: italic">trying</span>to have a quiet conversation with my cousin. You're giving me a headach!" With that, Melinda left the confused gaurds standing at the entryway. Isadora shook her head before walking to the one in charge. "Please...continue with what you were doing, just do it a little more quietly. You know how frail Princess Melinda can be at times." After Isadora spoke to the man in charge, he gave a small nod before the group of men quietly walked down the corridor, searching for the gypsy.<br/><br/>With the gaurds safely out of the way, Isadora sat upon on of the garden benches as Melinda drug the gypsy from the spot she had hid him in, a smile upon her face. "So...I implore you. Why, exactly, were you hiding from those gaurds?" Melinda attempted to speak with a husky sort of voice that would attract any man: and had he been nearer to the girl's age it would have worked perfectly. "I'm sure they had the wrong man.." Melinda was standing entirely to close, Isadora though to herself as she shook her head at the younger girl's folly.