Bella smirked and followed him up into the window. Ah, he had chosen to enter through the parlor, one of her favorite rooms because no one usually came into it. It was here for the moment her father decided he wanted to have small get together, parties of sorts. But that had never happened, the room was simply a formality. She climbed in carefully and smoothed out her dress, closing the window behind her, "Well you see. If I had simply walked upstairs my guards would still be following me wouldn't they?" She said with a somewhat mischievous smile, "But I can be known to be a bit...odd. My nannies did always call me such, right before they quit because I wouldn't let them keep me from having fun,"
She sat in one of the chairs and looked up at the boy, "Now, why don't you tell me where you learned such a beautiful melody. More importantly, why play it here of all places? Where music has been forgotten about for such a long time," She placed her hands in her lap elegantly and looked around the room. It was lush looking in all its lonliness. It was still kept clean of course, the many maids making sure it was ready for use should a time arise to use it. But Bella couldn't help but wish that things were happier, so that rooms such as this might not have to go on forgotten.
She looked back up at the boy and smiled warmly, waiting for his response. She really liked the boy already, seeing that he had a mind of his own and was free, something she envied. But she could also see that he was careful, distancing himself from the public so that he would not be caught for his disturbances. He was smart, but brave, she thought. It was something she wished more of in herself.