Sir Lucario chose to pay little to no attention to the actions of the princess, though he did admit to himself that he sort of liked when the princess grabbed his paw like that. He had become close to the princess in the month that he had been her guard, but he knew that an affair with her would need to be kept secret, if it ever happened. The king would have him beheaded or exiled, but most likely beheaded, if his highness knew that a member of the royal guard fell for the heir to the throne in such a way. 

Upon approaching the dining hall, Sir Lucario's ears perked up as he caught the smell of food. It smelled like the usual buffet that was left out for the royal family members and theoir bodyguards, and despite it being so familiar, Sir Lucario's stomach growled slightly at the thought of the upcoming meal. 

[i] "Damn it all..." [/i] The knight cursed as he heard his stomach. Sure, the growling of one's stomach wasa natural reaction to being hungry, but that didn't mean that Sir Lucario liked it nor did it mean that it didn't embarss him to show a weakness like that.