They get to Casasha. Shara gets her cream puff and her fruit. Strangers incline their heads to her and call her "pennon"; a few recognize her personally or just know that there aren't any other Swanpennons her age and call her "princess". Casasha is pretty densely populated - there's farmland in parts of it, but the place the wilds spit them out in isn't it; it's a largish city by the source of the river they've been following, and after they spend a night in an inn there - and their horses are more thoroughly seen to than is possible on the trail - they'll be proceeding on a well-trafficked highway to the royal household.
"This does, you realize," mentions Shara after a fair bit of this, "open you to more scrutiny than just having been rescued and therefore having unsubstantiated rumors."
He laughs, a little. "Oh, that'll be fun. Uh. You'll offer advice with how to deal with that?"
"I don't have any more personal experience with it than you do," she says. "I haven't been on kissing terms with anybody before, certainly not while being a future queen. But if I produce any advice I'll tell you."
That has the interesting effect of making him giggle and look embarrassed. "Thank you."
"Your highness!" exclaims the same maid who was previously assigned to the rescuees.
Shara looks up. "Hm?"
"Oh - I'm sorry to interrupt, Princess - it's only the wardrobe mistress wants you newly measured for the party."
"Sure, can you do that here or does she want it comprehensive enough that I have to go to her?"
"I can do it here, Princess."
Shara kisses Adarin again and gets up and holds out her arms in the prescribed manner for re-measuring.
Adarin looks - generally embarrassed, but returns the small goodbye kiss and then goes and stands Over There. He is maybe a little awkward.
(Okay, very awkward. Very, very awkward.)
"Are you okay?" Shara asks Adarin.
"Yes, she was just um - the maid from earlier." Pause. "She winked at me when she mentioned you, I suppose I just proved her right."
"Well, I've never in my life been kissing the heir to a throne after she rescued me from a horrible unethical raveler, and get interrupted by a maid who earlier winked at me."
Kiss. "But I'm definitely enjoying it regardless."
"What about when you're used to it, then will it be boring?"