Crystal dragged her lady knight through the main lobby and through a door separate from the others leading to the theater. Box 17 had a door of it's own and a curtain, those seats were special. From there, anyone could see everything perfectly, though the staff still provided Opera Glasses to their most esteemed guests just in case they wanted an even closer look. They went down a flight of stairs and stopped at a red door. Crystal opened the door to Box 17, balcony seats appearing to almost hang off of the wall near the stage. She was expecting to see every red velvet seat to be empty, but to her shock, Lord Vaross was already there, looking to be quite pleased with himself. [i]Ugh! What is he doing here?![/i] The Princess tried not to let her emotions show on her face, but she had started to squeeze Irina's hand as the intensity of her own emotions boiled over. She didn't want Lord Vaross to think that his presence had any effect on their moods. In fact, she wanted him to think she was happy to be in his company.

"Lord Vaross, What a delightful surprise!" She smiled cheerfully as she looked down at the dark figure, "It seems we are fated to run into each other this night!" A gloved hand modestly covered her lips as she giggled at herself. Lord Vaross feigned a smile, but his eyes instantly went to Irina, recalling the threats she made earlier in the evening. Crystal noticed the way Lord Vaross glared at her Royal Attendant, but she was mostly confused about what it meant, thinking he might be lusting after the woman in the red dress. [i]No, no. This won't do...[/i] She pulled Irina by the hand and lead her to the seats toward the rail, not even realizing she had been holding her hand so tight. It was really bothering her that Lord Vaross was sitting in box 17, last she checked he wasn't apart of the Royal Family of Alegasia nor a Guest of their's! 

It would almost appear the theater was waiting for the Princess to sit down to start, because once she did, the lights in the theater faded out and the stage lit up. Crystal folded her hands over each other and glanced at Irina, hoping to get some type of reading on her. Suddenly, the theater was filled with the sound of music from the orchestra playing down in the pit. The melody was sweet and romantic, it made her heart swell with warmth...so much that she thought to rest her hand over Irina's. She didn't though, that would be too intimate. Crystal smiled softly as a woman with the most elegant walk she'd ever witnessed made her way to the center of the stage. The woman opened her mouth, and out came her beautiful angelic voice. Unlike others who silently critiqued her singing, Crystal only thought of how happy she would be if she sounded half as good.