”They make me look smart.” He said, taking them back
very carefully. He folded the sides and tucked them
safely in his hands.”So— what’re—— you doing here?” Honestly, Bruce had
next to no idea how to handle a princess. What in the
name of sanity was a princess doing here? She seemed
quite naive, but that could’ve just been some strange
thing he put into his head from all the movies he’d seen.Princess Buttercup was a pretty strong princess.
“Hm, indeed. A man of the pen rather than the sword.
I take it you know what sort of man Sir Leo is.” She
gathered her skirts and strolled further into the shop.
He was a rather dashing young boy, even more so
without the spectacles glaring on his face, but as a
queen in her right, she would keep it to herself.
“I’m looking for something of his. It would be a jewel
kept in a wooden box. Would you happen to know
where he keeps it?"
