Opal nodded, waiting for him to finish taking what he liked. He was a king, after all, he should get the first choice of everything. She was pleased to see that he took some of her fruit too, it made her feel good that she'd been able to contribute.
"Yes, he goes on trips," she said. But that was as much as Opal could explain, because she wasn't exactly sure where Henry went. Sometimes he was gone a day, sometimes he was gone for several. Though occasionally when he was gone for several, when he came back, sometimes, she'd get a special visit from him. Opal blushed thinking about it.
"I'm very busy though," she tempered. "Learning how to not to speak, and stand, and dance, and walk, and still look like a princess."