Lilliana looked up from the conversation she'd started as the two young women approached her.  It was all she could do to contain her flood of questions.  But she knew that not only were these people new to the country and should be treated delicately, but that she was also still nobility and should act like it.  At least, for as long as she was still royalty.<br/><br/>"Hello and welcome." She waved them in to the table to sit next to Sofia so that their triangle became a weird zig-zag piece.  "What beautiful dresses the two of you have, and I absolutely adore the way you have your hair set, the flowers are such an elegant accutrament."<br/><br/>As the party continued, Eurich waited for Ijemaru to leave the room completely.  He then gave a ten count and did the same.  Slowly, he passed through a few strands of people before his mother caught sight of him.<br/><br/>"Eurich, where are you going?  The festival has only began." She demanded. "You aren't going to simply eat and leave are you?"  Confidently, Eurich nodded his head, as if to say that was exactly what he had intended to do and gestured to the floor again to signify that he would be in the catacombs.  His mother made a sour expression and growled quietly.  However was he going to fit into her plans if he kept leaving?  Then again, he couldn't hinder them if he were consistantly gone too.  But it brought her to wonder, what was he doing?  Did he not care that his title would be stripped from him or that he would not recieve the throne from his father should he fail to ecxell at these games?  Clearly not.  She waved him on and turned back to the festivities, admiring the large collection of ladies and one gentleman her daughter had assembled.  Perhaps this would be the establishment of a future court.  In any case, it seemed Lilliana was her only tool for power, or rather, her only cooperative tool.<br/><br/>Eurich made his way donw the halls toward his sister's room, where he med Ijemaru.  As he arrived, he could also hear a human set of footsteps passing behind the pair of them in the hall perpandicular to the one they were in.  He wondered if they didn't happen to be the footsteps of spies, most likely of his mother's dispatch.