Priscilla stared at her plate. Had it truly been a good idea to drag someone else into her predicament? Hiding herself seemed like such an impossible task, surely her discovery was inevitable. Key would find himself in terrible danger, all because of his own kind heart. Doubt asailed her, even as she cut daintily through a pancake and popped it into her mouth.

The moment the flavours burst over her tongue, her thought flew from their worrisome track. "Oh wow! I hadn't expected that at all. This is delicious." Maybe it tasted better because she had made it herself, with a tremendous amount of help.

"But, about the makeover and all of this ... I feel like I'm putting you in danger." Priscilla set her fork on the table. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to you because of me."