<span style="color: #FF0000">"I promise no staring matches with the princess, father. Staring matches with Allen are a different thing all together. But yes, I will mind my manners as a proper lady should." Not that that's any fun at all, Antoinette thinks to herself. She smiles as her father puts her in the dry spot, taking the rain for himself.  When they reach the hall where the feast will be, Antoinette stops to take it all in. "I don't think I'd ever lose my sense of wonder around this place." Then they continue on to see if they can catch Allen's eye.</span><br/><br/>"Of course. It should be another hour or so until the feast is ready. Take all the time you wish when you have free time in the study." Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Allen had off to change clothes. Which would probably be a good idea for the both of them as well.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Cecelia watches Allen go as well. So the princess got brought in by Kyle. What had ruffled the unshakable Allen's fathers?</span>