Lorelai smiled. "Then let us all raise our cups in merriment. For loyalty. For friendship. And for love." The princess thrust her glass up so that it may tap Irena's. In the midst of all the cheers from everyone else in the room, Lori tilted her glass a bit to much and wine spilled onto the hip of the queen's gown. 

There was gasps and maids were frantic to bring rags to dab onto the stain. "Oh no!" Lorelai cried. "I'm so sorry. My clumsiness never ceases it seems." The princess herself took a rag to the spot. "We must get you changed. The party is coming to an end after all." 

Lawrence stepped up and bowed. "Then allow me to walk you to your quarters. I shall monitor the hall while you change, your highness."

(Just let it happen oAo)