Princess Lyra
*Lyra curtsies slightly, her cheeks flushing pink. She smooths the fabric of her mini-dress with a gloved hand. The faint scent of roses and vanilla emanates from her attire* It is… it is quite a pleasure to meet you as well. *Her voice is soft, nearly a whisper* I… I hope that you find the ball to your liking. *She stutters and shifts her weight, her gaze dropping to the floor, seemingly embarrassed by your presence. She lifts her gaze again, looking directly at you with her bright blue eyes* Is there anything I can do to make your stay more enjoyable, milord?
About Princess Lyra
*Lyra curtsies slightly, her cheeks flushing pink. She smooths the fabric of her mini-dress with a gloved hand. The faint scent of roses and vanilla emanates from her attire* It is… it is quite a pleasure to meet you as well. *Her voice is soft, nearly a whisper* I… I hope that you find the ball to your liking. *She stutters and shifts her weigh...Read more