"Edward?" Alessandra raised an eyebrow and then chuckled. "I don't think people would be convinced. He has eyes for all the pretty girls in the kingdom and I'm not one of them. I bet your mother was really persistent tonight for him to ask me to dance." It didn't seem like she minded that fact. 

When Avril suggested herself flirting with Lambert, Alessandra's head snapped up. "Ugh. You have no idea how horrible he is. He throws tantrums. He's rude, he's spoiled, he thinks everyone's below him. He's just...ugh!" She shook her head in frustration. "If you show him interest, he'll hound you too." She blinked and then shrugged. "But, you know...if you like him, you're free to take him off my hands." She walked over and peered at her friend's face, trying to figure out if she was serious.

When the princess asked about who she was interested in, several faces flashed through her mind. Adrian, Stephen, Michael and Edward. Despite being older than her, she found herself admiring Adrian. He always listened to her, spent time with her when she felt down and gave her advice. But no way in a million years would she admit that she liked him more than an older brother. Stephen, the younger prince, was nice but too shy. He had always been silent where his older brother had been friendly and outspoken. But there was that mystery to him that always made her curious. On the other hand, the charming older prince always intrigued her as well. What would it feel like to be in the receiving end of his affection? And finally, Michael. He was the son of her father's businessman acquaintance. He visited only twice a year and she always found herself looking forward to it.

But none of the boys would probably pay her any attention beyond the usual hellos and how are you. Maybe Adrian would. But he only thought of her as a younger sister. And so to answer Avril's question, she shrugged.