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"It's alright, I was just overly happy, you know." Femi nodded reluctantly at his answer. Staring at him directly, she waited for his next actions and just stood quietly to where she currently is.

Inside though, she is silently fuming. Happy? Her mind repeats his reasons a little sarcastically. As a princess, physical contacts or any other form of sort is not lightly taken of. Even the servants take extreme care when they are touching her, and seeing the scene earlier made her irked and irritated. She fought the urge to throw a temper tantrum though. Still repeating her new mantra inside her head, she just smiled indulging.

"Now then, yeah, we are going to Kamikaze", he added before reaching out a hand and gesturing for her to take it. She wasn't sure if it had been a illusion on her eyes, but she's somewhat certain that he just winked at her. Suppressing the rising insult out of her, she beamed again. "Thank you, kind sir", she said as a response to his question and giggled lightly. She motioned into a slight curtsy and took out his outstretched arm, holding out a skirt in her left hand as if mimicking the English ladies during ball parties.

"Where is the place then, kind sire?" She cocked her head sideways and stared at him in the corner of her jade-colored eyes.

This Takuya person is absolutely an unusual and strange one. Mutely studying his features--he is handsome without a doubt. He's unnatural compared to the previous princes that she had the displeasure of meeting before. However he is still good to look at, even with that strange way of dressing. Letting out a charming smile, she then pointed to a random direction. "Is there that place?"

Steeling all her nerves, she then wrapped her right hand into his arms, "How will I be able to pay for those food? I don't think I have enough coins, my sire." She figured that it would be best if she charm her way into this young man. He did told her he will help her and with that Femi will ensure that every thing that she may need help will be taken care of by him.

"Where shall I stay, Takuya? Can ye do this humble Princess of Esna some of her request too? I will need some clothing ...preferably something that I am used to. I know these will be a lot, but I humbly ask for thy help. I know nothing else in this land. I fear that I may meet mischievous and tricking lads and lasses if I ask others for assistance. Will ye be fine with this?"

She took a deep breath and focused her green-hued orbs at the brown-haired man. Now that she got her intentions straight, or some of it actually, she deeply hopes that he will understand it. 'What if he doesn't have enough coins himself?' Femi had a sudden alarming thought. She paled at the idea and hoped that he is wealthy enough to support her and her needs. It won't do her any good if he's worth is just that of a servant's, penniless and poor.

She was half-tempted to open her mouth and ask him, if he have riches enough for the two of them but thankfully she was able to restrain herself. It wouldn't do her anything great if the man will think that she is taking advantage of him. ...She wasn't. After all, Femi had explicitly asked him now. She had questioned him, by truthfully informing him--albeit not in a direct manner, that she doesn't have appropriate coins to be able to adapt normally in this land.

"I also have a question. Why are ye masses dressed like that?" She pointed to his clothing and then to the others who are walking away and minding their own businesses beside them.