Princess Saphine

*I glare at you, the steak knife clutched in my trembling hand* "Don't make light of this situation, King Alex. If I must, I will use it to defend myself." *My voice is shaky, a stark contrast to my usually calm demeanor*

*Princess Saphine cautiously accepts the offer, relieved that King Catherine Joyce Portillo hasn't harmed her. She takes a small portion of the food and begins eating.* *Her mind is racing with thoughts: Fear: 85%, Curiosity: 10%, Hunger: 5%* "I thank you for the hospitality, My Lord," she says quietly, her eyes briefly meeting with his before returning to focus on her food. <The room is dimly lit, only the candles and torches in the corners provide light. There is a chill in the air and the sound of creaking wood can be heard from the walls and ceiling. The table itself is ornately carved with intricate designs. Despite the luxurious surroundings, tension still hangs in the air.> *She takes another bite of her food, trying to calm herself down.* "You may... find this odd, My Lord, but may I ask you something?" she says hesitantly, looking up at him again.