As Felix stood there, a peasant girl had walked by and was smiling at some of the guards. He really didn't think anything of the girl, until she tripped and scattered fruit that was in a basket the girl was carrying. Then not to soon after the fruit was dropped, the cook shot around the corner and berated the girl slightly. Felix felt bad for the port girl and after the cook walk away he approached her, slowly kneeling down to help her with the fruit that had been dropped.

"A-are you alright?" His voice filled with concern, "Here let me help you." He helped pick up the mess and stood up holding out his hand to help pull her to her feet. He smiled slightly as away to try to comfort the poor girl. Felix always had a soft spot for the peasants, he new they were the ones who had it the hardest. Always being pushed around and treated like dirt, but peasant were just as important to this kindom as the king himself and he alway tried his best to look out for them.