Elise had been mingling with the crowd, a few polite words here and there. Thanking those for the compliments of her dress and looks even if they were fake, she still had to be polite. Thankfully her ladies had helped and provided support with names, common things of interest to talk about in the small talk and without them she would have drowned. They had been a great asset and it was hard to fault them in any way as Atarah, Flora and Ida had all done their part to help her even though she was an Eorzian. It felt draining the fact she had to constantly smile, small talk with these nobles who no doubt wished her death and laugh at the jokes they would make regardless on if it belittled her country. 

It was taxing on her, she was already exhausted from the lack of sleep and keeping up appearances was hard around such a vast amount of people. [color=6ecff6][i]What I would give to be at home in the gardens reading and avoiding social events, or even just staying in my room here.[/i][/color] As much as she was the Princess of Eorzia and was forced to attend court she did make quite the effort not to go, her brother Ravus used to drag her along to keep him sane but the Eorzian court was full of fake nobles all wanting to gain favour with the King. There were several noble ladies that used to throw themselves at her brother and he didn’t deny them, he had plenty a conquest ruining their reputations. [color=6ecff6][i]No standards, either of them.[/i][/color] Although many a lady thought that sleeping with the crown prince of Eorzia would gain them some sort of favour it didn’t. Ravus had his heart closed off and knew that it was just fun for him even though she did not approve of such actions. 

Glancing up as she heard the clash of a gong, she assumed that meant it was time for the feast, feeling the relief wash over her as it meant less small talk and she could eat something. Although it was partly her own fault as she didn’t eat the food provided yesterday or todays breakfast, more because her stomach was still unsettled from nerves and at least with no food in her stomach there was no fear of throwing up in front of everyone. That would no doubt cause a bit of a scandal and laugh at her expense. 

Following Atarah and her ladies as they escorted her to the next room where the feast would be held, she took in how the great hall looked glancing around she came to the same conclusion that it was still as beautiful as the other rooms she had seen so far. It was wider than the throne room but that was due to the fact this was to sit everyone for food so it made sense, she could see the tables all set out and her eyes set on the two chairs taller than the others. [color=6ecff6][i]I’ll have to sit next to him, make small talk? The last time we spoke we angered each other. I can’t let myself get angry in front of all these people.[/i][/color] 

One of the ushers gestured to her place and she moved beside Ozragad standing in place waiting for him to sit before she would do so herself. That was proper etiquette and she would follow it as there was no question about showing outward rudeness to him in front of others. Following suit, she sat herself down and watched as the atmosphere came to life in the hall, people chatting amongst themselves and she saw the first course come out being served to everyone. The smell of fresh baked bread made her smile, she loved the smell of fresh bread and it excited her to try out the food that was being served at the feast. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Oh, thank heavens, is that wine? I could do with a stiff drink.[/i][/color] Smiling to herself as she saw her own goblet filled, reaching out she took a sip of her drink before looking over at the King who had spoken. Nodding politely, she set the goblet down smiling, [color=6ecff6][b]“The accommodation is wonderful, thank you for providing it as it’s most comfortable.”[/b][/color] There was no lie in her words, the Silver Tower was more than enough for her and the room itself was beautiful with everything she could need. Plus, the seneschal that had been provided for her was lovely and accommodating, something she had worried about before arriving here but so far everything seemed okay. 

[color=6ecff6][b]“Did you sleep well?”[/b][/color] Grimacing at her own question she was not too good at small talk and the exhaustion didn’t help either. [color=6ecff6][b]“The feast looks absolutely wonderful, thank you for hosting such an event.”[/b][/color] [color=6ecff6][i]Better, who even asks did you sleep well? Idiot.[/i][/color] Reaching back for the goblet she took another drink of her wine to distract herself from the not so great small talk she had made.