she looked around for something sharp.

"What are you doing/', She asked, her sad eyes growing curious. She placed her hand in her pocket, just in case she needed to fight,

"looking for something sharp." she said finding a knife in one of the draws and pulled out a wooden block.

Bridgette watched intently, eyes glazed over with curiosity. She didn't bother asking any more questions because she was still peeved.

she started carving into is and made a small cat and set it down.

She looked back at her feet. "If all you wanted to do was to come in and make my quiet place a mess you can go home.", Bridgette sighed, standing up.

"thats not wait i wanted," she said handing her the cat "i wanted to talk to the king it just so happens your his daughter or one of them." she said looking out the window.

"Why would you want to talk to my dad?", She queastioned, folding her legs. Bridgette wore a skeptical face.

"the field, i gave him a small fee and he promised not to let anyone touch that land, now with out him i may have to protected it myself." she says sadly.

"Well, I can help out as long as you let me borrow ingredients, like the blue flowers.", Bridgette spoke, eyes blank.