Checking pockets. That was what Cara was doing. But she was being discrete about it, and using the proximity of Nobles who had come to greet the King's heir as an excuse to assess the contents of their pockets.
It was disappointing, really. Nobody brought much with them to this sort of formal event.
"Lady Cara, I see that you have volunteered for Royal Babysitting duty for the day. Tell me, how are the Crown Prince and his ladies getting along?" One of the Nobles asked.
Cara smiled up at him. "Quite well, really. I'm sure you know that his relationship with Consort Mildred is a love match, and they are adorable together. But they have both been spending quite some time with Princess Rue, helping with her training."
Her combat training, mostly. But it was much less fun if she didn't give ambiguous responses.
"So, she is prepared for her new role?" The Nobleman asked as he noticed the sharp claws of the hatchling digging through his pockets.
