She looked kindly onto the old man as he laughed at her. She knew she was eighteen today, yet played along with him. "Ah yes eighteen, a woman, only in age father, not yet of the world," she giggled.  She ate her breakfast, studying him, watching him, knowing full well that she would be leaving him soon. Even as Emma had been there a few moments, she felt for him, and the sadness he might be feeling sending his "daughter" off into the world.<br/><br/>She finished the breakfast and nodded to him, grabbing the water and heading to her room. She washed p and put on a new dress from her room, making sure it was something suitable for the journey. As she came back from the room, she saw he was sitting waiting for her and she moved to him. He had a look of great concern on his face like the weight of the world was now on his shoulders.<br/><br/>She sat, knowing the tale he would tell her next. As she sat there and listened, she tried to gage her reactions to what he was telling her. She was a princess, to be set out to find her true family. She held the pendant in her hand it was beautiful, a ruby with gold surrounding it, a treasure in itself, she would have to guard it well.<br/><br/>Ten the bottle, she looked at it, swirled it around, it seemed to almost glow in her hands. Healing liquid, she didn't remember reading that in the book, oh well, best to have it anyway. Then the ring. She placed it in her finger and still kept a look of confusion on her face to have him further explain. The map was nice and all, but she still needed to press him for answers as it said in the book.<br/><br/>"But I don't understand, how, how can I be the princess? Where did you get all this stuff? Are you sure you're not trying to get rid of me father? How can I not be your daughter?" Her face rumpled and she needed more answers if he could give them to her.