Greeting the families was a true test. Keeping his composure, even upon recognizing a few was a challenge but he was glad no one commented on him or appeared to recognize him. When it was time to meet the Royal Family, Jasper felt ready to throw up. Follow Lord Lyons lead, Jasper knelt, catching the eye of a woman in a white dress. Casting his gaze quickly downward, he mental scolded himself for such.<br/><br/>When the king addressed him, Jasper wasn't sure if he could do this anymore. Listening to him, Jasper tried to remain calm and not show how fearful he was at that moment. He was not use to being spoken to like this, without the undertones of hostility or anger he so often experienced with the upper class, the Lyons being the exception. To say he hadn't been expecting the offer to help train the palace guards would be an understatement. When the king finished, Jasper thanked him, struggling momentarily with how to address him.<br/><br/>"Thank you, your highness." A little of his nervousness had gone away at the news, but it did nothing to help the feeling of being out of place, and having to keep up an appearance that wasn't his own.