[centre][color=PeachPuff][h3]Princess Violette Moran[/h3][/color][/centre]

As she watched, the ailing Prince leaned downwards, pressing his lips against her hand in a quick gesture of greeting. What he said next confused her as his demeanour suggested that this whole soiree was merely for political purposes.

[color=8dc73f]"You're beautiful."[/color]

Blushing gently, her smile shied away from him as she gave him a gentle look. He was sweet - although Violette wasn't exactly the smartest, she knew that he wasn't lying to her, that those words were what he truly believed. Although she was no stranger to flattery, most men didn't exactly mean it when they complimented her. There's a very subtle difference between pointing out a good part of someone and actually recognising that it was good. Crix sided on the latter which only deepened her blush. [color=peachpuff]"Your words are far too kind!"[/color] She was uncertain of how to approach the Prince but it seemed that so far, he was a kind man.

Violette had heard all out Prince Crix and she knew that this was the first time he had ever left the home he was born in. He was a relatively unsocial man but she couldn't tell if he was like Nicholas in that he didn't want that sort of attention of if his sickness prevented him from attending such events. Nevertheless, she had heard of the great amount of inventions he had created and of course, he had heard the whispers that the young Prince Crix would be a better King that any of his brothers. Naturally, they were still simple words. Although Crix was a kind person and clearly very intelligent, he just didn't have the respect of the commoners that only arose from outward love or great respect.

[color=8dc73f]"While I'd want to know you better, would it be okay for us to transfer to another location? I don't really do well in a crowd."[/color]

And thus, Violette reached a small dilemma. She could either go and help Crix or she could refuse to risk his pride and allow him to walk unaided. Despite not wanting to offend her betrothed, he looked physically weak and the walk he suggested might have taken quite a lot out of him. So she decided to help him but be subtle about it. [color=peachpuff]"Of course!"[/color] She stated, smiling before she made her move quickly. Turning, she quickly looped her arm in under his and gave him a small grin. [color=Peachpuff]"You wouldn't leave me to walk unattended, would you, my Prince? Some might begin to question my ability to charm men!"[/color] With his pride hopefully saved, Violette gifted him with a gentle smile before beginning to walk at a slow pace, allowing him to follow unhindered.

[color=Peachpuff]"To be dreadfully honest, I'm not the biggest fan of gatherings like this myself. People become a lot quieter when they're put face to face with their future spouse; it really takes a lot of life out of the party!"[/color] Still smiling, she guided him out into the castle's gardens where they could find some relative privacy