Josephine nodded and smile, giggling a little as he lightly drew his lips across her hand.<span style="font-style: italic">"Just remember who's bed I lie in at night."</span>A light blush colored her cheeks, but she kept her bright and happy grin, kissing Raoul on the cheek. Beatrix stood silently getting her food, seeing nothing; but paying every bit of attention to the royals. once she had gotten her food, she heard Raoul speaking to her.<span style="font-style: italic">"Ahh that one is lovely, Princess. Blue is much better suited to you. Red is rather garish."</span>"Red is the color of my land; blue is less suitable to me than it is to a tree." She tried hard to keep her stubborn, snobby tone from her voice, but her displeasure at having to change did not want to stay hidden. "But the dress<span style="font-style: italic">is</span>quite lovely. The simpler satin makes your true beauty shine through rather than your wealth, which is shown through your dresses." The two women looked at each other, both hiding their true thoughts behind masquerades of resignation. Problem was, neither side was giving up an inch.