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[b][center] — The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave —[/center][/b][b][center]— 6th Day of Summer —[/center][/b]
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[b]"Thank you for your time, good tidings. Enjoy your six days of peace and remember if you need me do come find me.”[/b]

[color=DarkGoldenrod][i][b]Good grief... I'm not usually this impatient, but I did not suspect to have to sit through such a drawn out speech. I think I should start to fear whether or not I'll be able to even withstand the possibly longer ones in the near future.[/b][/i][/color]

Maybe the Princess of Faeron had half suspected it, though. Nebetah couldn't think of much else coming from a powerful man who ran a powerful academy, so sitting through a speech that sounded like it could have lasted her entire lifetime was sort of likely. The boredom she couldn't help but feel would soon develop into impatience, which would sprial down into her feeling much more restless and weirdly hot than usual. And that was saying something, seeing as she wasn't one to express her disinterested self through her mannerisms, and seeing as though she had lived with and endured the searing southern weather her whole life. 

Way to make first impressions at her first experience at The Conclave.

[color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"You're looking a bit dazed there, Anora. You weren't actually [i]bored[/i] of the Grand Keeper's speech now, where you?"[/b][/color] Nebetah whispered as she looked down to her side, letting out a soft giggle. About time to brighten things up a bit. Her friendly tease had caused her young trusted servant to erupt in embarrassment, most likely oblivious to Nebetah's true intentions.

[color=f7976a][b]"Oh, n-not at all my lady! It was actually quite informative, even though I'm not exactly attending here. But I certainly didn't doze off during the middle of it! That would be such an unforgivable offence I don't even want to imagine what would happen if they saw me disrespecting such an important man..."[/b][/color]

Nebetah replied with another light chuckle. [color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"Forgive me for that, Anora. I had no idea you would end up so flustered like that, nor did I have the intention to make you feel that uncomfortable. Please, I'm just teasing you a little."[/b][/color]

A sigh of relief escaped Anora's lips knowing that she wouldn't be scolded. However, while she [i]did[/i] find the whole thing a bit tedious to sit through, she didn't realise that it was both her and Nebetah that weren't particularly fond of the drawn out speech.

[color=f7976a][b]"W-Well, in any case, I think it would be suitable if I carried out any further preparations in your room and tidy up everything else. I'll need to sort out the rest of your clothing also."[/b][/color]

[color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"Please do, Anora, that would be much appreciated. Oh, and one more thing."[/b][/color]

[color=f7976a][b]"Yes, my lady?"[/b][/color]

[color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"If you do happen to spot Falisia anywhere... Please inform me if she's doing all right on her own."[/b][/color]

The whole of the Princess' morning was spent grooming and worrying, as she had made the sworn promise to let her year younger sister Falisia roam more independently within the walls of the Conclave a few days before their depature. But even just after one day of being separated, Nebetah was experiencing her worst gut feelings to date, especially keeping in mind that her little sister had very 'sneaky' tendencies. Many unlikely and likely situations swirled in her head, so much so it was getting a bit silly and unrealistic. She doubted that Falisia had the power to scale a wall unnoticed like a spider.

[color=f7976a][b]"I assure you, you should not worry, Princess Nebetah! I'm sure the lady is in good health. With a cheerful attitude like hers, I think there's little to fret about her own well being and interactions with other people. Meanwhile, I believe it's time to really make your own first impressions, Princess!"[/b][/color]

A small smile on her face, Nebetah replied, [color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"Well I do suppose that I should put this morning's preparations to use. First impressions are a key element to forming strong bonds with other nobles, after all. But that aside, I should let you begin your work, Anora. Thank you again."[/b][/color]

[color=f7976a][b]"Of course, my lady. You needn't thank me either; it is my job to make sure that you are comfortable and well, after all."[/b][/color]

It didn't take long for the girl to disappear into the crowd and to leave Nebetah in a sea of significantly shorter people. She could just about see a raven haired girl of about only five foot almost being slammed into a boy of around the same height as Nebetah herself, and a blonde haired one around the same height as her own sister that had just finished his confrontation. This hall wasn't filled with anyone Nebetah knew well enough to call acquaintances, however. In the back of her mind she did recall a few names from southern kingdoms and even fewer from the west. But honestly, what did it all matter? The purpose of this event was to become acquainted with nobles and fellow royal figures. Nebetah most definitely wasn't a shy person, so she would do just that.

Nebetah would proceed to interact with the new faces she came across, not afraid to strike up a small conversation simply to get to know a few people. It would be your standard 'greetings', 'pleased to make your acquaintance', and so on. Not anything she hadn't seen before, but she didn't necessarily mind. 

But after all that conversing and craning her neck down so she could actually look at the person she was talking to, Nebetah felt that it was about time to get all her stresses of her chest. Ease up a little. Mingling was fun, but Nebetah had come to cherish those quiet moments she shared only with herself or with her sister accompanying her. So, after speaking her final farewells to one of the female nobles, she left for the courtyard.

Nebetah felt the rush of a familiar ocean breeze as soon as she stepped out, a reminder as to how thankful she was for not having to travel too far away from home. Never would she grow tired of the sight of the sea she was so fortunate to be able to gaze upon any day. If the Conclave had been situated where all you could see was a bunch of trees and grass, Nebetah would have felt more left out than she already did, since she barely knew anyone here. That was probably how other nobles from different kingdoms other than the ones from the south were currently feeling, however.

To her surprise, there already seemed to be someone enjoying the ocean view. Judging by their clothing, they didn't seem to be from the southern areas; while Nebetah had settled for a simple deep burgundy dress with the usual gold bracelets on her biceps and bangles on her wrists adorning it, it appeared that this person had decided to go for actual sleeved clothing. In all honesty, Nebetah had long been wondering how the people back in the hall were faring in their coats and whatnot, despite walking in with a ankle length black cloak herself.

[color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"You seem to have become accustomed to the south's heat quite well already,"[/b][/color] she said as she approached the lone figure. [color=DarkGoldenrod][b]"It suppose it does take a lot of time to get used to, but I guess some are capable of adjusting much quicker than others."[/b][/color]