A Summer Job

The king's cryptic response to her half-joke made her a little bit uneasy. She didn't want to walk into something she'd run straight out of. She didn't have any real worries about her wellbeing, but she promised herself to stick to her descision with the stubborness of an ass, so she wouldn't have to feel ashamed of herself if she left. It'd be a character building experience! Well, if she didn't die gruesomely first.

Her paws danced with comfortable enthusiasm. A tour sounded good, hopefully the walk would put her worries to rest. "Sure!" she agreed to the offer, reinvigorated at the chance to briefly escape her doubts.