The princess pursed her lips and looked down at her barely eaten food, which was most likely cold now. She placed her cutlery down, pulling her hands away from the meal and clasped her hands in her lap. Evanna wondered how long she could go with answering the same questions without providing answers before the elven prince really did lose his temper with her and use his 'torturous ways'.
"Well?" His deep voice pulled her out of her reverie, and she glanced back up to his cool gaze.
"I got bored," She stated indifferently before grabbing her glass of water and sipping from it, holding his gaze.
