Elizabeth managed to be patient. Guests would arrive one at a time, or in droves. She just barely kept herself from sighing. The young woman would avoid a bit of eye contact from her father for obvious reasons. Anyway, the princess would notice Victor as he arrived. She was about to give a polite greeting, as she was supposed to, when she suddenly thought she heard footsteps behind her. Raising an eyebrow, she turned to glance behind her. This was done just in time to see Bea trying to sneak up behind her. A frown would appear on her face, and her arms would soon be crossed. She cleared her throat a bit. 


"Um....Excuse me?"


She turned to face her, to face the other princess. Those eyes would be narrowed for a time as she spoke. 




"What are you doing? Being silly?" 


Elizabeth turned towards Victor. 


"I suppose this answers your question?" 


When the offer of drinks came up, the princess shook her head. That frown was upon her face once more, her emotions showing. Her arms were no longer crossed though. Elizabeth took a breath and spoke once more. 


"I am afraid I must decline. I do not drink, if you recall. Plus, guests shall be arriving still, and we cannot simply ignore them all. I am certain you must understand that much, am I correct in this?"


She hoped that she wasn't assuming. Her eyes widened for a moment when one challenged the other to a sparring match, something she did not approve of.