Jaer chuckled. "You heard your lady aunt, princess. I'm afraid we'll have to fatten you up before the pirate princes will take you." He sat her down and ruffled her now hopelessly tangled hair. "I believe I heard word of cookies being made in the kitchens. That might help."
He glanced at Lyanora and bowed. "That was an impressive show just now, my lady. You have skill with the blade."