"I like to pick locks," Ella replied bluntly as she ripped up a piece of bread. She could see a feel Marken's sheer terror in the air before she laughed, giving him a teasing smile. She could only imagine how nervous he was about people overhearing her, but honestly, she felt most of the people here wouldn't even think twice about what she said. They were paid to clean, not look into the prince's affairs.
"I was joking," Ella told Marken as she cut into her ham, "I like to sketch and draw. I mostly illustrate fictional characters I dream about."
Going back to her food, Ella wondered if Marken realized that she received the note, but drew no attention to it. All she knew was that she would have to get rid of it soon, just in case he was suspicious. The server girl had made a bit of a mistake by giving her special treatment.