<strong>Erin prepping for the evening<br/>The Great Hall</strong><br/><br/>Erin had nodded to the younger Aserit prince a smile curving her lips even if she didn't look completely focused on him. In fact the rather flighty girl was rather stressed. With the royals both sick it left her and a handful of servants to deal with the visiting royals. Stress burned in her veins. She pushed the table she was wrestling with vengeance only moving it a few inches and she groaned in anger. Why did those things have to be so freaking heavy. Annoyed she fought with the heavy cumbersome table for a bit longer getting to where she wanted before starting on the smaller tables that seemed to move smoothly in comparison.<br/><br/>With that done she sat for a moment finishing the now cool bread and drinking the warm wine. The room looked amazing with silver flashing in the low light of the candle light. Flowers filled the room with a soft pleasant scent and burst from vases centered on each table. Tapestries graced the walls and a small stage was set for a skip to be preformed later. Something picked especially for Aserit, a play about a war fought for the love of a woman, it was very popular with the locals.<br/><br/>Erin ran her fingers through her hair before hopping to her feet and testing the space she'd created. Sever flips front to back to take her to the door, 5 side to side to keep her out of reach of wondering hands. Smiling satisfied she stretched her body after emptying her pockets onto the middle of the floor, three daggers each flashing silver and deadly sharp, 8 oranges nicked from the kitchen rolling across the floor causing her to scramble to grab them once more, two torches she'd grabbed on impulse, and a long strip of silk rope about ten feet long in a bright flashing blue.<br/><br/>Stretching her limbs she twisted her body into shapes few but her could archive. She felt limber and light when she was done her stress level having fallen as she'd gotten back to doing what she loved. She finished with her stretches and with a smile starting running planting one hand and pushing off, pushing her body into the air and twisting in a controlled fall. She landed a bit too hard and stumbled forward a step but she was getting better at it. She'd grown recently causing her balance to be off on her more complicated tricks, causing her to have to relearn many of them, it was annoying.<br/><br/>She considered her responsibilities for the evening and sent for a servant. "Tell Elise and Rowan I'm in need of the two of them if you don't mind." She said with a dazzling smile. While she wasn't sure Elise would show she was fairly certain Rowan would. Rowan could help her, as could Elise if she designed to grace her with her presants. She listened to the servant scurry off and went back into the center of the room picking up two the the oranges  and juggling them in one hand while pealing another with the other.<br/><br/>Humming softly she ate her orange the sugar surging through her system giving her the energy for the evening. Already the kitchen servants were bring out the food and arranging the bread, wine and beer around the vast tables as the soup was keep warm not to be served until a moment before it was to be eaten. The reminder of food reminded her of Henrik's request for roast chicken. She sigh and went into the over heated confines of the kitchen. The harassed cook didn't take kindly to the request and when asked if it was to be served in the kitchen or his room Erin just blinked slowly.<br/><br/>The cook swore at the girl who went from being clever to being an idiot in a few moments and orders two set aside for the prince one for in the dinning room if he showed the other to be delivered to his room. Satisfied with the Erin let herself be shooed from the kitchen grateful for the coolness of the air and went back to her oranges to await the twins.