Her voice grew fainter, her logic somewhat muddled. "Alison said... said you came here, that the situation was very dangerous... I... I wanted to..."
'What did she want to say?'
'She wanted to come see for herself?'
'To make sure he was safe?'
For a Royal Princess, especially one merely twelve years old, such words were difficult to voice and seemed rather inappropriate.
Her small face flushed, as much from running as from sheer awkwardness.
'She couldn't just come right out and say she'd been so worried about him that she'd run over despite the known danger, could she?'
'Especially since he'd just survived such a world-shaking battle completely unscathed. Her concern now seemed rather redundant and childish.'
Alison, watching the Princess's awkwardness from behind, had a flicker of resignation in her eyes but remained silent.
