"Fit for a King? Well, that's quite good, seeing that I'm a Princess!" She grins, stepping inside after Reynolds and looking around, her eyes widening in amazement at the paintings "How... How did you make these?! They're so well defined and they're like... Real! Is this some kind of magic?" She asked, her eyes still wide as she hesitantly touches one of the paintings, pulling her finger away as she notices it's a flat surface. She'd never seen paintings before, all she had seen were anatomically wrong engravings in walls so far. So it impressed her to no end that someone could make such a masterpiece, with such colours.