A deep blush colored Kiara's cheeks as soon as the word magic was used. Another thing she was always disappointing her mother in. It was said that long ago when the Astoran's allowed the elves to live in the country as equals, they brought magic with them. The royal family were the first to learn, and therefore were supposed to be very skilled at it. Later, it was also taught to the people, though some secrets still stayed with the Astoran nobles. Magic showed a great intelligence or wisdom to the people in her country, as not everyone could learn. It was not very well known that she was absolutely terrible at it. Like anything that required patience and thinking - besides her bow and arrow - Kiara had a hard time with spells and enchantments. Her mother was convinced that it was because she did not want to learn, but the princess was sure that it was more because she was not meant for it. Fate, destiny, whatever it was called had led her to this place, and perhaps it was the reason she was born to be who she was: terrible at everything associated with Astora. 

As always, she kept these thoughts to herself as the blush finally calmed and her skin returned to its normal color. "No. I will not be using magic. I uh..." Should she tell him about her failure at it? He might understand, after all, since he was not very skilled with a weapon. Kiara shook her head lightly, deciding against it. She might very well need him to think that she could burn him to a crisp one day. 

"You men and your imaginations. You're missing the most obvious and easiest way to disguise yourself: makeup. I can easily shade my skin. I might even dye my hair if I don't feel like wearing the scarf around it. The eyes will be harder, but I suppose if everything else looks right, most people won't notice them, yes?" Her laughter was barely audible as she continued to think of what she would do in the morning to get ready for their 'adventure'. It was always entertaining that men never knew what a little paint could do on someone. Normally, Kiara would not be caught dead in any kind of beauty product - at least not anymore - but this was an exception. Everything had its uses, though she was sure no one had done this before.