The princess and Henry sat quietly at the table for a moment, him feeling out of place and her enjoying the feeling of people enviously staring at the both of them.
Before, she had said his name with the purpose for others to hear it. The rumors surrounding Henry had gotten to an all time high and she was uncomfortable with women singing his praises. In a place like a high end tea house, there was no way anyone would be able to act out without being kicked out and committing social suicide.
Her feelings about him becoming such a public figure were all over the place. It was a fine line between knowing he deserved recognition for his dedication to chivalry and skill with the sword but wanting to keep him all to herself.
Without telling anyone, she had asked someone to look into him further and see what else people were saying. They were sworn to secrecy until they reported back to her.
