Water weighting down her dress wasn't helping the matter of getting up. Taya's hoping that her ankle is merely twisted or strained, not broke. Her once neat, perfect hair is around her eye, making it really hard to see. Then she spots a form in the rain, followed by Kyle's hands helping her up. She can only hear him clearly over the rain because he shouted.  She's grateful when Kyle helps her sit on the bench.  Maids hurry off to fetch the court doctor as well as retrieve dry clothes for the Princess. "Thank you for helping me. Are you alright?" Thankfully, the doctor says that no serious harm befall Taya. All plans proceed for the feast planned for the next day.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Cecelia slips into the kitchen, a tad bit soaked herself. Unlike the others that had stood around, she picks up all the dish towels she can before heading back to the main hall. She offers the towels to their majesties first before  offering one to Allen.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Antoinette is having a hard time keeping her father's slower pace as they journey towards the palace. "Is he really as handsome as they say, Papa," she laughs light heartely.</span>