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But the girl wouldn't let him off so easy. Though her voice was sweet, there lay a firmness to her words and a persistence he imagined would ensnare him if he tried to turn away. Though a princess, she carried herself like a queen, and Malachi concluded he was stuck here until she determined he could leave. He did not wish to be scrawled in her black books, nor did he wish to be around when her parents awoke. They would certainly have more to say if they saw him scuttling around their den like a vagabond, and his cover came quick. "A strong princess needs to be aware of her surroundings, even if they are as familiar to her as the back of her own paw," he said, and prayed she would buy him, "I was curious to see if you were this type of queen." The words came easy, and were not a total lie. He ducked his head to her, both in hopes the motion of submission would please the girl, and to make up for the respect he had already failed to give her. "But it was rude of me to intrude on you and your family. My name is Malachi. And what may I call you?"