"Allen," Taya acknowledges quietly. "I wondered where you had wondered off to. Who was that girl you where speaking to just now?" She looks over the crowd, spotting the new servant girl leading Kyle towards her. She's rather pleased to see the admiring look on his face. A head tilt as he gets closer is her means of greeting. "I hope you had a good time in the study. There's never quite enough time to spend in that particular room, is there?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Cecelia turns and curtsies towards Marlon as they draw closer to where Princess Taya is waiting with Allen. "This where I take my leave of you. Perhaps Allen might know of those symbols, if i may be so bold," she intones softly. Cecelia takes off to join the ranks of servants waiting for commands from the royalty and the rest of the nobility.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">Antoinette wonders off to go find her father and give a report on her younger brother. A little bit later she spots Allen not to far behind the Princess. "They look so much alike, don't you think father?" Not loud enough for anyone but him to hear as she takes a sip of wine.</span>