Philips weak eyes didn't fail to notice the shyness suddenly enveloped his granddaughter. He simply ruffled her hair with his hand to show his affection and happiness for her.
"Grandpa, my hair," she offered him a displeased glare like a little annoyed girl, "I am Crown Princess now. I can't have my hair messy," and tried to soothe her hair with her fingers.
Philip chuckled and teased, "Or are you worried the certain someone would end up seeing you in unkept manner? Let me fix your hair."
Oriana allowed those tumbling fingers to caress her hair. Seeing him in a better mood, Oriana spoke, "Grandpa, I've never told you how he and I first met," Oriana revealed. "It wasn't on the day he found you, but even before then."