romeo wilco
The prince thought a moment. This was touchy. If she got a list of names, she could go to each and reprimand them for speaking to him and then forbid them from speaking to him again. However, confirming he was kind and had spoken to many would help his own cause. It was a gamble, but one he was willing to take. "Camelot, Shallot, a cat named Pippin just to name a few.” He didn’t want to reveal too many and leave him with no backups to speak with. “Mention my name during your next meeting and I’m sure plenty will be able to testify to my good nature. I mean you no ill will here."
A soft, gentle smile was on his face. "How has it been, this year of fighting?"