"I'd hardly need a healer!" she quickly protested. The last thing she wanted was for anyone to figure out who she was and ruin her escapades. "I'll have someone look at it when I get home," she waved vaguely into the distance. "It's really nothing more than the usual scrapes and bruises!" she dismissed.
"If you take me to the healer... you will have to pay for it! You wouldn't want to do that, now would you?!" She was almost certain this would dissuade him from the pressing the issue any further. In all honesty, she didn't want him to pay for anything at all! Or see the healer!
Lady-in-waiting... now that was a problem. "Erm... right! We got separated," she lamely improvised. "I should really go find her, or she must have gone home... where I should be going..." she frowned, hoping it made a semblance of sense. She left her lady-in-waiting - ladies-in-waiting actually - in the castle, contentedly needle-working in ignorant bliss, thinking she was with her tutors while her tutors think she was with her own.
"What will happen to all the fur then?" she inquired. Whether it was her fault or not, she wanted to make sure that his hard work wasn't all for naught. If it turned out to be of no use, the few coins she managed to slip discreetly - where he would find it in due time - wouldn't hurt.