completely unaware of this. He was busy not spying on Sweden's house. He just happened to walk by and noticed how dark it looked inside

which is why he is standing near a window with his face pressed up against it.

had barely noticed him, she was glad though. She quietly slipped outside and walked up to the boy with a damp cloth in hand. That paint

line got on her nerves. It wasn't a scar, it didn't need to be there.

had in fact spotted the woman inside and pulled away from the window trying to figure out who it was. He decides to have another look but it

seems she was gone. Only not. She was now outside, real near. He takes a step back in surprise...and maybe he found her intimidating but he

tries to compose himself quickly.

paused when she noticed this Ladonia was a boy. "Ah.."

looks her over. He could tell from her face that she must be working with Sweden. That had to be it. She couldn't be Sweden in a wig, she

shorter than him. "Don't go telling Sweden I came to see him, I only just noticed where I am."

raises an eyebrow. "Y'er Ladonia, ja?"

raises his head a bit feeling proud that she recognized him. "Yes, I am but then of course you must know of me."

sighs. "Y'd be surprised how many don' know 'f y'.." She shook her head and tucked some hair behind her ear with her free hand. "Y' don'

know who I am, ja?"

ignores her first comment. That was such a lame thing to say. He was world known. He really wasn't sure about her. He looks her over. Well,

Sweden wouldn't be interested in her. Sweden was all into following around that weird Santa guy. "You must be... Sweden's... maid?"

shakes her head. "Nej." She wasn't sure how to explain this. "'M Astrid.."

looks at the cloth in her hand and back at her face. She was dressed like a maid but there was that. He nods once hearing her name.

"Well if you are not Sweden's maid then you must be working for him in some other way."

not dressed like a maid. "Nej. I work with 'im.." How to explain this how to explain this...