Princess anya nodded to the servents respectdully and decides to take her food to go. She picks up her plate and begins to half run to the gardens, she loved picking the poppies... it got her in trouble before but she loved the tiny flowers. She peeked around the corner and saw a man and woman she slightly ignored them and sat at a bench nibbling at her food, ahe broke her bread and tossed it on the ground for the animals. She stares at the poppies waiting to pick them.