"Prince? I never heard of any prince." She nudged Markus back. "My robe is ripped to shreds, if they don't have decent clothes, it's either armour or I'll be walking naked." She meant it as a joke, but the heat rushed to her cheeks, never being more embarrassed in her life. Markus' tightened grip almost hurt, but she didn't say anything, being cautious of her surroundings.