When she first felt the presence of another, Kiara turned both her weapon and her cold eyes towards the intruder, expecting the worst as always. She was a princess raised in a war, it did not matter if she was supposed to be off frolicking in some pretty dress because it was just not practical. When one was just as likely to be assassinated as to be invited to a party, it was necessary to learn how to protect oneself. This was the argument she always gave her mother, though it usually did little to convince her.

As he spoke, she kept her position, not once moving or lowering the bow. After all, he had interrupted her while she was only trying her best to relax. However, after his entire rant, she relaxed her stance and raised an eyebrow curiously. He certainly did have a mouth on him, and in the presence of royalty no less. Though, she did suppose to him she was not so. To him, she was the enemy. Or had been before now.

Kiara looked at him, surprised also. She had been expecting a brutish sort of man. Perhaps covered in scars, all muscle, and rather harsh. Well, that last one might have been proven true. When she finally did speak, it was with amusement. "I believe they call it the tea room. You see us pretentious twits are rather simple with our names and hobbies. Tea in the tea room. Sewing in the sewing room. Pleasure in the..." Here she grinned mischievously. "Well I'm sure you can see where this is going."

In return to his show of... not respect, but perhaps acknowledgement, Kiara nodded her head and introduced herself as well. "Princess Kiara Rydell, as I'm sure you've heard by now. It may seem strange, but I would prefer you to not treat me as such, especially since no one can recognize me on our journey. Mostly though, I just hate it. And yes," she smiled a bit at the question she figured had already formed in his mind. "I can use this bow for more than just target practice."

Placing a hand on her hip, she stared up him again with the confidence only a royal could exude. "So do you have a plan perchance? Or are you just going to pretend you know what you're doing, take me away, and just hope that I'm safe?"