He found her again. She was barely able to stop a sigh of irritation from escaping her mouth. Of course, she knew it'd eventually come to this, but she hoped it would take longer this time around. She was finally figuring out what she liked and what she wanted in life. In life without somebody constantly watching her every step.
Sometimes it was difficult to tell what ice cream flavor she liked. She was usually more concerned with keeping her guard up than with things as mundane as her preferences. For a regular person, it might seem odd but those things proved to have a bigger significance in her line of work. So, not being capable of specifying them, made her everyday struggle this much harder.
How was she supposed to appear reliable, while not knowing basic things about herself? Well, she's never had that sort of problems before she left home. But she wouldn't go back there if the king himself begged her on his knees. If she only could, she would smash his precious crown with a hammer as big as his head.
She had to do something. Judging by the state of the rubble all around, she could tell he went on to search for her. He must've deducted she left not too long ago, or... Has he been watching her? Gotten too caught up in his...