[center][h2][color=00aeef][i]Everine Fiske of Shdowpine[/i][/color][/h2][/center]
Evie stared out the car's window in complete amazement. She had never been out of Shdowpine despite her father's previous attempts of bringing her with him during his diplomatic meetings. She had always chosen those times to visit the Shdowpinians and offer her company, but now she wished she had joined him. Aciras didn't seem anything like Shdowpine. For the young princess, it was like stepping into a whole new world free of the snow covering the roads and the rural ambiance that loomed over her country despite the technological advancements that they had integrated into their society. This place - the place where she would meet the one she'd wed - was completely foreign to her.

The car came to a halt in front of the castle and Evie's hand was immediately on the knob. The clearing of her father's throat did give her pause and she turned back to her family for what might be the first time since she entered the vehicle. He shot her a pointed look, albeit with a warm smile. A nod to him and a quick look in the rearview mirror of the car and she was good to go. Her contacts were on. Her make-up wasn't garish. And her [url=http://wardrobelooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/Womens-Pant-Suits-Styles-For-Winter-2014-2015-15.jpg]clothes[/url] - she didn't miss the way her mother shot them a dirty look - were perfect.

[color=00aeef]"I'm all good,"[/color] she announced. When her father gave her a satisfied nod, she ruffled Feliks' hair before exiting the vehicle herself. One of the suited men from the castle had taken a step back as she opened the door before his hand even reached it, and she looked around. There was another car, but it seemed that its occupants had already entered the castle. Evie waited for the rest of her family to exit the vehicle, with her mother guiding the three-year old with a loving smile and her father immediately taking a stand by her side.

"Are you ready?" he asked, a hint of worry seeping through his usual gruff tone.

Evie nodded, understanding the way the hand on her arm seemed to tighten a tad. She knew the reason behind her father's hesitation - but perhaps, not all of it - and she knew that he would stop it all if he could. [color=00aeef]"I'm sure whoever he is, he'll be nice."[/color] The way his father's eyes hardened in a way that said, [i]'he better be'[/i],  elicited a bark of laughter from the princess. She grinned up at him and linked their arms together as they made their way inside the castle.