Concerned Sentences, Vol. 2 | accepting.
@hypnoswake asked: "why are you frowning?"
The Princess was particularly good at hiding her true feelings behind an elegant facade. She spent years mastering the PERFECT smile after all. Yet even she could grow weary. The evenings festivities had been pleasant but the standing and dancing for hours on end had started to take it's toll, mostly on her feet. The pristine heels she wore may have been beautiful but were far from comfortable. Sarah wanted to sit, maybe take a breather and venture out to the garden for some air.
However it was her duty to stay put, entertain the guests - leave a good impression!
And she thought she was doing a fairly good job of it until she was approached by the Lucian Prince.
"I.... I was frowning?" she paused briefly, delicate fingertips ran down her ivory cheeks cautiously, expression perplexed.
(when did she let the mask slip?) "My apologies, I'm not troubled ... if that was what you were worried about?" and then she turned to face him, a polite smile pulling along her rosy lips followed by a soft bow of her head.
"Thank you for coming all this way. Though I haven't seen Lucis with my own eyes, I've heard wonderful things. It's truly a pleasure to have you here."