Rue smiled and lay down on a rock next to Thyra. Looking up at the clouds Rue wondered what life would be like in the forest. Just living there at the spring all year round. Rolling her head to the side Rue questioned, "what's it like in your kindom? you don't have to tell me everything, I'm just curious." Smiling Rue streatched an arm above her head and let her fingers play in the water as she talked. "It's so dreadful, where i come from;" Rue began. "The upper class are so rude and critical. I often think I would rather be a servant than the daughter of the man who owns the shipping yard. Father's so strict. 'Don't slouch!' 'What do you mean your sick, My daughter doesn't get sea-sick!' Rant rant rant rave rave rave. It's horrible."