Ariadne thought she could sense some embarrassment. But she smiled warmly. Cats might be domestic animals, but they were much more clever than most humanoids realized. She actually had quite a lot of respect for cats. Felt some kindship, even. The way they could leap from branch to branch. Just like she did as a little girl.

Walking forward, she started pointing around to the different trees. "Well, the plum tree over there is named 'Toby.' And the cinnamon tree is 'Araceli.' That one over there? That's an orange tree. I named it 'Morgan.' The lemon tree is 'Dagmar.' Mostly because lemons are sour fruits and I once knew a courtier named Dagmar who was also kind of sour."

She had the grace to look a little embarrassed about that.

It was...kind of cruel.