Crystal blinked with heavy eyelids, half paying attention to where she was going even as she lead the way, only mumbling a series of jumbled words in response to Irina... the Knight probably wouldn't know what she was saying. When Crystal was heavily intoxicated, she would speak in a dead tongue of Alegasia; very little people still spoke it, and Crystal was one of them. She stumbled, wobbled, and hiccuped all the way to the carriage waiting in front of the Theater, but never once released her hold on her Royal Attendant. Irina was the only thing keeping her from face planting in front of the curious watchers, all of them waiting to write in their papers about The Princess taking a tumble at the [i]Royal Alegasia Theater[/i]. They couldn't write about about her being intoxicated as she wasn't being a nuisance to the public, and was within legal drinking age.

The driver gently ushered Crystal into the carriage with no trouble at all, even going as far to lift her up onto the seat. Next was Irina, causing his cheeks to become flaming red to match her pretty dress. Noticing she was in almost the same shape as Crystal, he wrapped his arm around her waist and lead her to carriage. It seemed his time away from the ladies had given him courage...or maybe he was taking advantage of the fact that the lady knight was intoxicated to cop a feel. Of course he didn't for being scolded and in the presence of the Princess, that could cost him his job if she found out.

When Irina got into the carriage The Princess would be asleep, taking up most of the seat from being sprawled out...though there were two other rows of seats in the carriage for Irina if she minded. 

The ride back to the castle was smooth, mostly because they were one of the first to leave...being royalty and all. [b]"We've arrived."[/b] The driver opened the door to allow the two ladies to exit. Crystal woke up fairly easy with just the carriage coming to stop. She took the offered hand of the driver and stepped out of the carriage, feeling worse than she had at the Opera. Wiping her forehead with her gloved hand and heading into the castle, uncaring on whether or not Irina was following behind or not. She was only concerned with lying down and getting a good night's rest. 

The Driver would stop Irina from immediately going after Crystal, he...he needed to make himself known to her. He had no ill intent by grabbing her by the elbow, and did not pull her toward him. [b]"I used to think the Princess was the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom, but you...I would argue that now that I've seen you."[/b] He said, his cheeks glowing a light shade of pink. How embarrassed he felt to be so infatuated with this woman, but she was just too beautiful to ignore. If she denied his advances, he would be a little upset, but get over it quickly. It wouldn't be their last time seeing each other...The driver took comfort in that. [b]"Your name. I must know it."[/b] His eyes glistened in the moonlight, and for Alegasia standards he was quite the handsome fellow.

Crystal unknowingly opened the door to Irina's chambers and shed her dress, leaving only her corset and a white slip that resembled a nightgown. Yawning tiredly, she crawled onto the farthest side of Irina's bed, nearest the window. She tucked herself under the warm blankets and drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.