"It's part of the story." She places a hand over his book, leaning over to hook a finger under his chin, to turn it up. She smiles at him.

"I'm supposed to be the over-bearing, jealous witch who holds the beautiful princess," that's you by the way, "captive in a tower only I can enter."

(Which is one way to look at the story...)

"Hm?" She looks behind her as if only remembering it was there. "Oh. It's nothing really~." She lets him go to lift the cover with one hand (the other one, unless he does something about it, will stay on his book) to reveal a platter of beautifully cut fruit. "Just a little something I brought you."