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[center][b]The Conclave[/b][/center]
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[color=429dff]"It's the formalities which create an air of perfection for the people to see their ruler as, I personally find it enjoyable to present myself in such a manner. You are happily welcome to visit in the future. Likely after our education or on the off season."[/color] With an adjustment of another cuff, she looked behind Haytham, just to get acquainted with other people's faces as people caught up with old friends or met the new. Like herself. 

The Prince had a comment on formalities, and while Aleandra did initially misunderstand his intent, she had a bit of a chuckle as response. It did make sense that people here had some standards, why wouldn't they? Yes, this school did keep very high standards, though it was pretty perfect for her. [color=429dff]"Ah, well if that's the case, I should fit right in. Hopefully it's enjoyable and there are some people with a sense of self earned pride."[/color]

His attitude towards the school was slightly concerning, considering a series of different things. His dislike for the school was somewhat inevitable, some people absolutely despised the school. His much lighter attitude at the moment was likely a stem of that, although his own personal formalities for introductions and impressions seemed slightly off. For the sake of meeting someone who did seem nice, she could somewhat overlook that all. To an extent, but that doesn't mean she doesn't notice it. She did seem to give a slight bit of a look to him as she eyed his clothing up and down, although that was quickly replaced with her casual smile.

[color=429dff]"Fortunately for me, I have motivation besides impressing my people, and quite honestly you won't be seeing me change that. Pleasing my people certainty is a large part of it, pleasing my parents is equally as large."[/color] Aleandra somewhat cut herself off there, not wanting to direct the conversation to exposing a bit of her more personal problems with someone she barely just met. If her close friends rarely hear too much about her complaining, why start here? Though, starting off motivations could work quite well.

Adjusting the other cuff of her sleeve, that little habit just kicks in once more as she thinks of what to say, after getting slightly distracted for that quick second. He did somewhat reassure her that she would be doing fine here, which somewhat eased the worry that this whole thing would make her see some more inadequacies within herself. [color=429dff]"Ah, thank you."[/color]

Haytham extended his hand as greeting, and for a split second she was slightly confused. Introducing his last name with a handshake, well. Culture, maybe, although usually the curtsy was a good greeting. It was customary for duels and sparring matches to end with a handshake, so she wasn't entirely too opposed. Just somewhat taken a bit back. She returned the handshake though promptly returning both her gloved hands behind her back. [color=429dff]"Quite equally returned. I hope we can get to know each other better in the future."[/color]