As Sanguine the blind threat was lead from the room Erin let out a sigh, as if the strings that had been holding her up had suddenly been cut she eased to the floor with a loose limbed grace that while interesting was slightly disturbing to watch, too slow and not at all comfortable looking, like a slow motion doll falling into a sitting position.<br/><br/>Her queen had agile maneuvered the man into a corner where she could watch him and theoretically control him but Erin was torn. She would have slept better had they thrown the disturbing man in the dungeon. Erin let the slack 'idiot' look she perfected over the years take over her face, her eyes wide and unseeing, a vague absent look and her mouth openned just a touch as she thought.<br/><br/>She'd always kind of thought of the Aserit people as a bit...dim. She assumed people of war to be people who cared nothing for talking in circles or political double step the way Theiri was so skilled but the blind man, a commoner, had proved her assumptions wrong. He'd risked his life on his ability to manipulate a queen and it had worked, he'd retained his head and now they were all stuck with another dangerous guest, this one a killer for hire.<br/><br/>As the princess spoke slowly the fools face took on some animation. She blinked her wide eyes slowly once, twice then rose from the floor bowing elaborately with a flourish of her hand a bright smile crossing her face showing none of her concern, "My lady, my queen I must depart, I'm afraid my preparations I must start. But do not fret do not fear, for back with I will be in the future near." She said with another flourished bow before hopping and twisting in the air skipping from the room.<br/><br/>In the hall she gathered her scattered bells dropping them in the various pockets sewn into her costume before skipping past the guards to her small, sparse but entirely private room. Another perk of being the court fool, everyone found her far too annoying to share a room with even if she was a lowly servant ready to jump at her masters comand. Alone in her room she stripped off her ruined costume and changed into a pair a royal blue leggings with dark purple stars with shots of silver threading threw them making them sparkle sewn on at random. Next she loosly bound her chest before slipping on a dark purple ruffled skirt that did nothing to cover her legs, that on anyone else would have been entirely inappropriate only coming down to mid thigh and and flaring out considerably from her body. The over dress in dark blue with more silver shot purple stars sewn on it went over it the top clinging to her chest and the skirt little more then a few decorative strips that hung over the first skirt of purple with large stars that tinkled with bells sewn inside the stars.<br/><br/>She twisted and turned in the small warped mirror she'd traded for a few years back looking at her only matching outfit in the mirror. The stars on the end of the skirt swung freely chiming as she moved and her red hair tumbled down her back contrasting with the dark colors of her costume as sharply as her hair. It was odd to see herself in something approaching normal but it was nice and would impress the Aserit court she'd just have to alter her dinner show, she wouldn't be juggling all six knives tonight, repairing this outfit was out of the question, she couldn't afford the silver thread again.<br/><br/>She slipped on satin slippers of dark blue and stored her juggling balls and knives in the pockets sewn into the inside of the skirt before packing her single chest filled only with clothing and spare cloth, bells and a few extra knives and balls for her act. As a last added touch she replaced the star on her check with a small crescent moon in pure cloth of silver on her forhead and brushed her hair back from her face.<br/><br/>She was weary of the queen's company, all too soon she'd have to play to the queen and the Aserit court, for now she was more interested in spending her last few moments with the children of the kingdom. With a bounce in her step that sent the bells to chiming she made her way down to the practice area where the prince might be doing training.