[color=7bcdc8][b]"It means God-like adviser,"[/b][/color] she says with a slight blush.  She wasn't used to compliments, and didn't really know how to take them most of the time.  She was used to her siblings saying she was pretty, or that her name was really nice, but apart from them, no one has ever really complimented her, or her name...but then, she doesn't really talk to others.  She tries to stay out of sight as much as possible.

[color=7bcdc8][b]"I'm sure your parents are very proud of you,"[/b][/color] she assures.  [color=7bcdc8][b]"...And yes, I am sponsored..."[/b][/color]  When she notices James, her eyes widen.  Her eyes move between James and Azaria, as she tries to hide further in the corner, frankly wanting to be as far away from the Crown Prince as she possibly could.  She didn't understand how some girls liked the limelight.  She, herself hated any form of attention, and was terrified of any attention.

[color=7bcdc8][i]Why did he have to come over here?[/i][/color]  She thinks forlornly.  She was desperate to escape, not at all listening to what the Prince was saying, or even looking at him anymore.  Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and her head was down, so she was looking at the ground.  Her [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/9e/98/0b/9e980bd5e635e63b29a929f552bfa8d2.jpg]eyeshadow[/url] was more visible.  She wished she could hide behind her [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/86/2d/c2/862dc21a2a69720c17bed8245ec00c32.jpg]hair[/url].