With her elven height, Hylil could easily see over the heads of the humans.  This grand spectacle of theirs was not exactly to her taste; however, it was an event that would not happen again anytime soon, and by the time the next heir came of age, she would likely be halfway around the world.
So the elfmaid shrugged and continued on her path, wandering through the festivities in search of something that caught her fancy.  She scorned the jewelers and ignored those selling foodstuffs.  Many others sold things that seemed truly frivolous to the shieldmaid, but there were a few who seemed to be capitalizing on the amount of travelers that had come, and Hylil could use a new pair of boots.