Lithe digits fiddled with one another as she kept her gaze upon the cemented ground, resisting the urge to sprout flora between her fingers. Too many mundane eyes surrounded the princess yet she was riddled with boredom. Thus, the woman glided gracefully to the nearest stranger, her hands now concealed in her coat pockets. The immaculate visage of the princess was decorated with a sweetened smile as she attempted to acquire their attention, before she discarded the expression and settled for a spontaneous greeting. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but admire your exquisite hair. I'm Victoria-- do you happen to have an interest in flowers?"