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Grant practically melted at Jewlet rubbing his ears for two reasons. One he was caught with his guard down so he could fight how relaxing it was and well it was Jewlet. Grant arched his back like a cat stretching and his tail moved a little. Grant would have looked at Alexander but his eyes where closed in enjoyment. "It's ok Alexander. an honest mistAKE." Grant exaggerated the last part because Jewlet his the one spot that only his mother new and it felt sooooooo goooood. Grant was clawing a bit at the table and was enjoying every moment of this. He was acting more like a cat now as some of his men where chuckling at him.

((brb))

Grant was fine now, but it wasn't because of Alexander’s childish tactic, but instead it was because of Jewlet. What Alexander was seeing was what seemed to be the behavior of a cat, but Alexander remembered Grant was a Neko and they had a few cat traits. The current situation made Alexander feel uncomfortable, but hopefully it would pass. While Grant seemed to be distracted with Jewlet rubbing his ears, Alexander snuck up to the table and used his levitation to draw the plate of meat closer. Alexander was hungry after all and Grant didn't seem to be interested in food at the moment.

"While you enjoy yourself, I'll enjoy some of this food."

Alexander levitated a piece of meat off the plate and took a bite out of it. Alexander hadn't washed his hands yet and didn't want to touch anything with them, so he would use his magic to eat instead of his hands. Not wanting to be selfish, Alexander only took one piece and kept nibbling on it with a face of satisfaction of good food. The food wasn't as good as the stuff served at dinner, but it was better the slop the servant cooks made. If Grant was angry at Alexander, he planned to just use the puppy dog look to get away with it.

An irritated look appeared on the prince's face as he heard his title mentioned. Almost on instinct, he attempted to catch the elf's eyes, but it would seem that the soldier had already been warned. For a moment he considered running but in truth, he knew that making a scene would only make his next outing less enjoyable, and so he tried a different approach, "Oh, that is truly, i was hoping that perhaps we could hit up a nice pub, get ourselves a few ladies,but i suppose if we have to return immediately..."

Henna smiled when she passed though the gates to the castle, her cart laden with new and exotic fabrics from surrounding kingdoms. She did not take anytime to wash or rest before ordering her cart is unloaded and the bolts sent up to her work room. She set off to find the princess and inform her of her travels. The princesses was the person she did the most work for, her collection of gowns were so elaborate it had taken a month to compete just three even with the help of magic. And so she was who Henna answered to most frequently.

Henna was let into the room and bowed politely as she stepped in the door way. "Your highness, I bring good news and many spoils." a smile played across her face as wide and a croissant moon, and nearly as bright. Her long dark hair was manipulated into two buns at the top of her head that spilled over and cascaded down to just below her hips, her skin was tanned slightly from the month she had spent away in the hotter climates.

Jewlet looked at Grant when he touched her hand. She looked down at his hand then then back at him. "Your welcome." She watched him leave. She was begining to get annoied at Grants men. 'How rude. Just because that is what he does.' "Please quit laughing." She said her voice calm but she was crying, a sign of her anger. Her hair began to whip about. She hated when people would laugh at normal things, if it was a child it was under standable, but an adult? 'Just because someone acts, looks different...' "I said- please quit laughing." Her voice was flat. A tree was torn right out of the ground and seemed to be thrown. It landed at the feet of a knight as Jewlet got up. Then she turned to Henna. "I am sorry, but I am no more than a messenger." She said.

I wish Niro was there for the ear thing. XD
Ok, I'm off to bed. It's 12:30am over here. Catch you guys later.
[wearing this armor]

I've already have, Niro thought as he is lead, once again by Cyrith, outside somewhere. Though he was glad that he manage to make the prince happy. And technicly isn't that part of his job, to protect and insure the happiness of the royal family. While walking, he notice that nobody was looked at him the same way. In fact, they seem more...respectful in their guestures. Niro looked down at himself, Oh it's the suit of armor, they might not reconized me in this. I guess cloths does make the man. As they made it to the door of the pub, Niro had to admite that it wasn't as bad as the guards made it. This guy isn't that bad. If anything, he's polite. I think he's an intellegent and noble young man. He thought this...until the prince spoke again. And now it's gone. "She's pretty...I guess."

((ok well im off))