Her head tilts slightly to the side as she watches Conal’s approach. When he reaches her side, she stands beside him comfortably. She preferred Conal’s presence. It was an easy interaction for her. His affections existed only for the Princess. He would never lust after another. And he was male, she had been raised in a more male oriented way than was good for her, so she always felt more at ease in the company of men. It was easier. Women tended to smile even as they spoke waspish words at each other.  Men said what they thought and acted as they felt. Unless it was an act of strategic deception, for which she was always game. Perhaps there was not much difference in the games of males and females, but the games of the men made more sense in Kenzy’s head. What was the use in using such skills of deceit to simply belittle another woman’s choice of apparel or to judge their frequency of quantity of sexual escapades?<br/><br/>“If only I could miss it.” She replies in a slightly grouchy tone. It was not the duty that she despised. She would do all that was required of her to protect Cerridwyn and wouldn’t think anything of it. It was the wearing a proper gown and minding her manners that she minded.<br/><br/>When Fionn came up and addressed Cerridwyn, she studied their body language and became aware of a change in intent with her Princess. She had been going about her business before, but whatever Fionn had said and relaxed her. Her diamond gaze locked onto her Princess’ face and would remain there even as she continues to speak with Conal.<br/><br/>“I do not see any faces I do not recognize. No unknown guests that you have seen?”<br/>