She had no idea what the 'Secret Woodlands' where, but being the heir to it sure sounded stupid. Was he implying he owned the place? Woodlands. Key word. It belongs to the deceased. The spirits. Once again, letting this slide. "Sounds nice. Didn't know I was walking around with royalty." This was meant to sound neither impressed, nor sarcastic, but who knows how the beast with anger problems would take it. Did she even care anymore? She was beginning to lose interest in this guy rather fast. Hopefully that would be the end of this conversation.
"You're telling me you came all this way by my side only to NOT LISTEN? What was even the point? Am I a JOKE to you?!" her voice started to intensify. "I can NOT believe this. I just CANNOT BELIEVE THIS." she was so angry that her head began to feel light. He clearly took her as a fool. She was about to scream some more at the sorry excuse for a damn prince, but ended up taking a whiff of something magnificent in between breathes. It was the smell of meat. She hadn't eaten all day, of course this would distract her for a moment. As Ashton spoke, she took note to where the food was located. A smirk filled her inky face. "Well I suppose we will be heading our separate ways now right? I'm nothing but a toy for you to laugh at after all.. I can only imagine you've gotten your fill of tormenting the innocent for now.. And earlier.. You said.. What was it? You didn't want to cross right? Well.. It was nice meeting you prince Ashton." She scampered towards the waters, but hesitated to cross. She was afraid of water, and she just wasn't ready to conquer the fear so quickly.. But she had to play it off somehow.. She turned her head back to the boy as if waiting to see him off. Or see what he'd do at the least.