The sound of roaring metal and the cascade of smoke brought back some memories of the battlefield and Lyra placed her head into the palm of her hand as she turned herself away from the machine. [color=silver][i]You’re not on the battle field, you’re not on the battle field, you’re not on the battle field.[/i][/color] This was her internal mantra to remind herself that peace had arrived and there was no need to fear the approach… machine that carried her future father-in-law and her future husband. Her hand slowly removed from her face at the gently coaxing of her father; for Lyra had been involved in the war for a long long time that her reaction came as no surprise to her loving father. But alas, the reaction, that PTSD was still ever present in her eyes as she turned her attention to the now parked vehicle before finally turning her entire body to face it, feeling less afraid now that it had come to a stop.

The announcement was meant with a small smirk from Lyra as she whispered to her father, [color=pink]“Such a fan-fare when we are the only ones here.”[/color] and to that she received a gentle scolding of ‘hush’ before the two humans arrived.

There was no doubt that the kings wanted peace, their handshake reminded Lyra of how he would greet his brothers. Her father truly saw this as a resolution to the war but Lyra wasn’t so sure. Humans and Elves have hated each other for longer time then she had lived. But her father lived in a time where there was peace and during his rise to the throne, he had made many attempts to form peace between the Humans and Elves, King William was the first to actually be willing to talk about peace when he took the throne and was the first to agree to a truce and to marry their eldest children as proof of the solid unity between the two nations.

Hopefully… everyone outside of the royal families agreed to this union…

August’s words caught her attention and her sapphire blue eyes flicked to him before she realized she was being spoken to. The bow was much more elegant then she had expected from someone who came out of such a machine and she seemed almost impressed, almost. 

[color=pink]“Likewise your highness,”[/color] She said, returning his greeting with a graceful bow that seemed as a natural as breathing. Every movement of hers showed that a lot of practice had gone into the way she was raised and, considering her age, she had time to master elegance, grace and poise. And that she did.

As she rose up from her bow she folded her hands neatly in front of her with a gentle smile. [color=pink]“I am Princess Lyra Holaceran, If I may be so bold, please refer to me as Lyra from this point forth, seeing as our…”[/color] Her gaze moved to the building that would now be their home. [color=pink]“arrangements will have us be in a much more informal setting, I feel it would be best to forgo the formalities.”[/color] Her attention then moved back to him before her gaze went to the car, she… she had to ask and she could fee her father saying ‘don’t’ from behind her. 

[color=pink]“What… pray tell, is that contraption? It moved as if you it has horses attached but makes a loud noise and spits smoke.”[/color] Ah… there’s the undertone of sass she was known for within the castle but  now wasn’t the time to introduce all of it. Just… an innocent question right?