Her eyes had instantly sparked at the sight of the man she was now dancing with, the prince.  Finally, she was going to get somewhere.  But she wouldn't have much time, she needed to peak his interest, fast.  He seemed to open a topic for her to go off of, her cover name.  She had specifically chosen that name for some reason. She had many different reasons for it, but she needed to respond fast.<br/><br/>Colette decided to speak honestly about this subject, as to seem genuine in her topics.  "It is a bit strange, but it's derived from French.  It's really pronounced "Cendrillion" in it's formal tongue.  My...father gave it to me.  I think it's rather poetic sounding instead of strange though.." She spoke as she made extended eye contact with him, her green orbs sparking with keen interest at the subject.  She had always wanted  that to be her real name when she was a child.  But her father had named her after her deceased mother instead.   Hopefully, she hadn't messed up her answer.  She had decided to avoid the subject of a homeland.<br/><br/>As she searched his eyes, she found a few things hidden inside them, but not much.  He was very good at hiding behind a playful nature.  His orbs held malice and boredom under that playful facade.  She was truly intrigued by the cold stare he had.