"Naked? Why would such a thought cross your mind all of a sudden, Princess?" Alora's eyes darted suspiciously on the cloak Naimishi wore, and her expression shifted to one of realization. "This cloak..it belongs to the commoners, not Prince Reezhel or Prince Dusen." She screamed. "Whose cloak is it? Don't tell me a man saw you naked__"
Alora's voice was abruptly stifled as Naimishi swiftly pressed a hand over her mouth. "Are you planning to spread this juicy news to the entire Kingdom? My brother is just a stone's throw away in the neighbouring tent!" She whispered.
With force, Alora pulled Naimishi's hand. "Princess, I have been your partner in all the crimes you brewed_"
"Hold on! Step back two words. What crimes did I brew?"