She's not sure why you would use something for chickens on rabbits, but she's not going to ask.

For a moment she stops, fingers still tracing book spines. He called her ma'am. Not Princess, not your Highness, Ma'am. There's something thrilling about that, though she's not sure why. Maybe here she can take a break from being a princess?

She blushes and adjusts the books in her hold.

"Oh, it's quite alright. They aren't as heavy as some of the books I've hauled about. I really don't mind."