In all honesty, Colette was barely listening to the speech being given, as her attention were more in her aching feet.  It was a shame that she couldn't just try to walk around barefoot.  If that was the case, she would definately stand out in a negative way.  So she simply took a moment to sit in a nearby chair and only slip her shoes off for a minute.<br/>'Shoes made of glass...who's bright idea was this?  It HURTS' she thought as she let her aching feet rest.  For now, if she only had her shoes off briefly, no one would notice since her dress draped over them.  Her chair was rested nearby the balcony window.  She took a moment to let her green eyes rest on the bushes of multicolored flowers planted in the sides.<br/><br/>It wasn't until the prince spoke of swearing off marriage after midnight, that Colette's ears perked up and she turned to look at the young prince.  This was bad, very very bad.  He wouldn't want to swoon any time after midnight so it was vital that she was the one grabbing his attention for the rest of the night.  She noticed a look of disgust contort his features as he observed woman fixing their hair or adjusting their ball gowns.  Colette refrained from doing so, not that she even wanted to.  Honestly, the dress was stuffy and she was becoming thankful for every stray hair that would start to fall down with her bangs.  Now tht she knew the prince had a sort of hatred for vanity, she could take that to her advantage.<br/><br/>It wouldn't make the job any easier but it meant that she could relax a bit.  Normally, she would wear her hair back in a much quicker, sloppier done pony-tail and wear flat footed shoes.  Heels and perfect hair and gowns were not her expertise anymore, unlike when she was a child.<br/><br/>A sudden need for fresh air filled her senses.  The sudden aroma of multiple perfumes filled the air. Most of the girls seemed to be "freshening up".  With a small sputtered cough, Colette headed to the balcony and opened the glass door. She sat on the edge of the marble railing and simply sighed.<br/>'Much better'<br/>Noticing a rose, she plucked it off of the bush it was growing on and started to play with it.  She pet the petals gently and had her full attention on that for a moment.  She figured that she needed a few minutes alone to clear her head and figure out what she wanted to do.