[color=f49ac2]“Is there a medal for I survived the King?”[/color] Iris couldn’t help but chuckle as she tried to brighten the mood, she couldn’t have been the only person on the other end of quite some accusatory questions. There had to be other situations like that, he was the King after all, so she was certain others had dealt with it too. Hopefully she had suffered the worst of it, and she didn’t have to sit through another uncomfortable dinner. It still concerned her on the fact that she did not want to share her memories with the King, he had told her to share anything of importance, but should she really tell him? She had no difficulties with sharing with Cas but the King… well she didn’t want to think about it. 

Following him along to the bar she was quite excited at spending some more time with him, time that wouldn’t be shared with the King. It also made her realise just how big this place was, there was plenty of different hallways that led to other things and she was sure she could get lost here if she wasn’t careful. 

Moving inside the room she looked around and couldn’t believe how it looked like a sports bar. It was strange to think that although they were in his home it didn’t feel like it. She could picture the room being filled for a party, friends having a laugh. Having a drink and enjoying the company of one another. At the same time, she wondered on if he even had parties here, she doubted the King ever went on holiday so she couldn’t imagine Cas throwing a house party like a normal kid would. [color=f6989d]“So, [i]Prince Caspian…[/i] come here often?”[/color]

She just couldn’t help herself and she began to laugh as she spoke the words, it felt so good to be laughing once more and be rid of all that stiffness that had been there at dinner. Plus, it was nice to wind him up, even more so knowing he was a Prince. It was all the more exciting to tease him, but she knew it wasn’t just about the teasing. It was also because of the crush; she knew she was attracted to him and no matter how much she tried o ignore it and push it down it still managed to creep up on her. It was stupid, she couldn’t remember who she was let and a part of her wondered if she had any relations before she lost her memory. She couldn’t act on it, plus he was the heir to Aspiria and she highly doubted she would have any sort of approval from his father. 

[color=f49ac2]“This is amazing, I can hardly remember dinner.”[/color] Grinning she moved inside and looked around, seeing where she wanted to sit. Picking one of the booths close to the bar she settled herself down placing the crutches to the side she beckoned Cas over to join her. [color=f49ac2]“Although I’m not sure what I drink really. I don’t think I’ve ever tasted wine before.”[/color] Tapping her finger against the table she hadn’t recognised the taste of wine when she had it with dinner, maybe she wasn’t a wine drinker?