"Not very prince-ly? Who cares? Your father isn't the most popular king in the whole world anyway. And besides. Take it from someone you just met. Your the most princely prince I've met. And I've met a few princes in my lifetime." She said cheerfully. She wasn't trying to offend his opinion of his father, as she didn't know what Ethan thought of him. All she knew was that she did know the king. And that what she said was true. In her eyes he was an awful king, and even this prince she just met would be a better ruler
“Mm, and I’m sure you know all that from a few minute conversation,” he teased. “Besides, I don’t know about that. He may not be popular, but at least he gets things done, I guess…”
"Hey I'm a witch. you never know what we know." She said jokingly. He really didn't. And she didn't know that for a fact, but she had a hunch. And they say to never doubt a witches intuition. "I guess your right. But my point still stands. It's getting late. I'm going to head home. I would recommend you either follow me or go home yourself. The goblins on this stretch of river aren't the most friendly" She said, standing up and watching him for a moment. She actually wouldn't mind housing a prince for the night. He seemed like a very interesting person
“Mm, well, I guess that only leaves me one choice,” he replied. “I’m following you. There’s no way I’m going back home.”
"Understandable" She said, turning to face him and waiting for him to put his shoes back on and cross the river. She didn't want him to get lost. She waited patiently for him to cross
Ethan rolled up his pants legs and slowly slipped into the river. He clenched his jaw and grinned sheepishly as the cold water consumed his legs. “Well. This is… nice.”
"Oh absolutely." She said, only half-joking. She enjoyed the cold water, but could tell he didn't
He eventually made it to the other end of the river, and he held his hand up to her. “Mind helping me out?”
She reached out and grabbed his hand, gently pulling him out of the cold river. "It's not far from here" She said, looking deeper north into the woods
“It’s kinda creepy here, isn’t it?” He shivered as he looked around. “It’s a bit creepy…”
"I live out here. It was creepy at first, but now it's comforting." She said, walking at a slow enough pace for him to not lose her, and disregarding the second part of his sentence.
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