Her eyes widened and surprised mingled with panic as she nearly dropped her notebook. For the first time, her handwriting wasn't neat but scribbled and rushed.

'A good king?'

She held the paper in front of her face and as he read it, she began to write on the opposite side, this time taking a little longer to write a little more neatly than before.

When she was finished she flipped over the notepad to show the other side. 'My father is a king. He was going to eat us. The Queen said. You don't eat prince's and princess's do you?' The notebook wasn't a good hiding place but it made her more comfortable.

She didn't just believe him but worried that he might somehow know her father.