Arabelle seemed completely and utterly entranced by the words of both Bellamy and Lance. The palace that they found themselves in was like nothing she’d ever seen. The halls of her home were cold and foreboding, the only shred of warmth offered upheld within the patterned gold, slate, and scarlet carpeting that laid in long strips upon the centerline of many of the halls, along with harsh portraits of rulers past that adorned many of the walls. The northerners were not known for their luxurious style of living, after all, they were known for their harsh and practical minds. The bare minimum was required as far as comforts went, and that included visual luxuries such as the works of art that were both hung upon, as well as built into the walls of the Gaulian palace. The advancement of their tour stopped as Bellamy playfully chastised his friend, and Arabelle had to press her gloved fingertips to her lips to stifle a soft giggle from escaping her. Highly amused, she watched the brief interaction between them, and then her gaze lit up as Lance turned and offered an arm to her.<br/><br/>“Of course, my Lord,” she murmured with a polite dip of her head before she wound her arm around his and allowed him to lead her onwards. Everett watched this turn of his events from his position moving slightly behind the group and a frown tugged at the corner of his lips. She was taken with the man, that much was clear. They’d have to have a bit of a chat sooner rather than later, it would seem. If he could suppress his own desires, as deeply seated as they were, then his dearest twin could as well.<br/><br/>He was jarred from his thoughts by the arrival of the crowned prince at his side. He glanced over at him and offered a pleasant smile in return to his question. “I think living within these palace walls will make her beyond happy, your Highness,” he commented with an agreeable nod as he glanced around them thoughtfully. “She’s always been a fan of art, and the finer things in life. In the north, we don’t often divulge in such needless luxuries … But they make her happy, and I don’t think she could have ended up in a better place to be exposed to such things,” he explained with a slight motioning around him before he folded his hands neatly at the small of his back once again as he turned his head to look the at the prince.<br/><br/>“I believe the climate here will be more agreeable to her health, as well. The northern winters were always hard on her,” he commented with a soft sigh. There was no point in shying away from conversations on his sisters fragile nature. It was clear enough by simply looking at her that she was a fairly sickly individual. “In the upcoming days, I’ve like to sit down for tea with you, my Prince. I’ll be more comfortable leaving her here if I’ve discussed her health and wellness with someone who will be close to her. She’s to positive of a woman to mention her struggles, but I’m more concerned with keeping her healthy and comfortable than seeing the glass half full, if you understand what I’m saying,” he commented quietly as he watched Lance and Arabelle move ahead of them at an excitedly clipped pace.