Everett stepped forward a few paces so that he was positioned ever so slightly in front of his sister. The hushed murmuring of their audience fell completely silent as he glanced around at them. Everett was sure he’d have been able to hear a feather hit the floor as everyone waited with bated breath for the northerners statement. He glanced around momentarily, briefly examining the crowd of unknown faces before shifting his gaze forwards onto the royal family once again. He looked them over quietly, allowing the silence to linger for a brief while. They were a beautiful group, the Luc family, fair of skin and hair with features that pointed towards good breeding.<br/><br/>“Fine people Gaule, I thank you for inviting me into your borders to share in this most momentous intertwining of our peoples,” he began, his voice ringing true within the grand hall as he spoke in the native language of the Gaulians. He held a clear, heavy accent speaking to his foreign descent, but he was clearly well practiced in this second language. He spoke fluently, without hesitation and with more or less proper diction despite the thick lilt to his speech patterns. “My sister, Princess Arabelle, and I are beyond thrilled to be here and look forward to sharing the upcoming months of festivities with you all. Being offered an inside view of your astounding culture will be an honor I never thought I’d have bestowed upon me in my lifetime.”<br/><br/>Everett smiled charmingly as he looked around once again and then back up towards the heads of state. King Elroy, Queen Adela, I cannot express my gratitude clearly enough for agreeing to this engagement,” Everett shifted his eyes over onto the prince then. As their gazes met he was momentarily given pause for the first time in his little introductory speech. It wasn’t often that he was rendered speechless, even if it was a momentary state of being, but something held within the fellow prince’s gaze sent an unexpected shiver down his spine. The northerner was quick to regain his composure, however, and he lightly cleared his throat before continuing. “Prince Bellamy, Pince Bryant, and dearest Princess Camile I greatly look forward to growing to know you better in these coming months, as does Princess Arabelle. As I look forward to coming to know all of you in this fine court. I’m sure my time spent here will be nothing less than absolutely extraordinary.”<br/><br/>Everett bowed then, happy to be finished with the brief introduction. Arabelle curtsied deeply behind him, tucking her chin downwards and holding some of the pleats in the skirt of her gown in a death grip as though clutching something material in her hands would ground her. Once they both stood Everett brought his eyes back to meet with Bellamy’s. For some reason, he simply couldn’t find it within himself to tear his gaze away for too long. Besides, he was likely to be addressing them now anyway, so it shouldn’t have appeared too odd that he was staring at him so intently.