Docga
Junior Member
The prince seemed to rather confusedly asked for fish chowder. Anette giggled. "Good choice," she said. "My father always gets that. What's the food like in your country?" she asked. She felt so comfortable with him even though he was royalty. It was so unusual for her. It was almost as if he was just another human being, not royal or exceedingly arrogant. He seemed really nice and friendly, and she liked him a lot so far. She just hoped it wouldn't go downhill, or she'd start getting nervous and slipping up again. That was the last thing she wanted.