i was helpin out here for the evenin , and when i came out to see what the guests who had just sat down wanted , i realized one of them was the prince.he was n't dressed like it , but he was wearin a ring with the malornian royal crest , you see , just like the big one painted on the side of the queens carriage.but he looked like he didnt wan na be recognized , so i thought i shouldnt say anythin.it was fun talkin to him , though , knowin who he was and knowin that no one else at the table knew , and that he didnt know i knew.and it was fun meetin his two mountain folk friends.you could tell they werent from around here just by the way they stared at everythin.and the way they ate ! he laughs again , remembering.i live mostly on the streets , and even ive got better table manners than them.course , now i know thats cause their people usually eat sittin round a campfire , and they dont use dishes up in the impassables.still , it was pretty funny watchin them that evenin .