Adio
Adio felt thoroughly satisfied with himself when he straightened back up. She was quite entrancing. But Adio found himself wanting a little something more from her. Besides her obvious beauty, her striking rose colored hair, and the way she didn't back away or even blush at his subtle advances, Adio felt like there was something else about her he just had to know of. His long, booted legs were just about to advance upon her, when Jin, the closest to him in age, spoke up.
Oh yes, there were other guests arriving. Shame on him for not paying more attention to all the young ladies joining them. It was quite a feast for the eyes. Adio couldn't help himself when they all began walking to maintain a short distance to the lovely Rose woman. Hm... he would have to think of something much better to call her before he actually introduced himself properly. Jin was being ever the gentleman, which gave Adio a sense of pride, when he opened the door and let them all enter. Being the eldest, Adio took up the rear and inclined his head to his sibling. It was a notice that he would now take over and that he thanked him for his thoughtfulness. Upon entering the room it was quite apparent he was the tallest, so getting their attention would be easy enough. He cleared his throat then rapped his thin knuckles on the desk he stood before. No room was complete without a writing desk... Or so that was Adio's thinking.
"Thank you all for being so patient with us. We do appreciate all of you beauties to join us here." He smiled at them, catching the eyes of the one who had particularly peeked his interest, then finishing off with the rest of them. Quite a rainbow affect, indeed. There was definitely something else going on with this lot. None of them knew each other, that much was obvious. They all wore necklaces, save for the blue haired girl with the teary eyes. Poor thing... Adio had to find out as soon as he could what was going on. This was a ridiculous notion to bring all these children here and expect them to accept it. The Prince was very certain had he been in their positions he would be demanding answers. They were all good-natured girls. He couldn't fault them of that.
"As far as any reasons why you are here... I have absolutely no idea." He spoke with a cheery smile, closing his eye along with it to hope not to have to see the astonished, and possibly raging, expressions that would adorn their faces. "I'm sure, sooner or later, we will all be informed, but until then we can commune amongst each other and hope friendships blossoms." With the last few words, he reopened his silvery eyes to peer back toward the Sanguine Angel.
Oh yes. That was perfect. Adio could have patted himself on the back.
Zahra
Zahra jumped a little when she was approached by the dark haired boy. He'd drawn all over his hand and when she finally had a chance to look him in the eyes he bombarded her with questions. Her mind couldn't comprehend them all fast enough and she sputtered a little bit before finally getting her words to work right. He was a cute boy, just like the others, and he seemed genuinely sincere with his questions. She would have smiled, had she been happy.
"I am... I mean to say..." Before she could finish her sentence, one of the yellow haired princes spoke softly that they should retreat into the palace. Her legs felt like pear jam and if she hadn't been strong in the legs, she would have toppled right onto the sweet boy in front of her. But she held her ground and licked her lips, that were suddenly dry from nerves and too many emotions. When he was finished speaking, her eyes scanned down the line as she went to regain eye contact with the man named Kai. She was stopped, however, by the startling blue eyes of someone who bore a hawk on his shoulder. How had she not noticed this before? Well... staring at the ground wasn't exactly a way to observe your surroundings. The look in his eyes, the way they seemed to turn up and the expression on his face. Was he apologizing for something? For what, she wondered.
They all began moving and Zahra found herself swept up in the tiny sea of bright haired girls and angelic faced princes. All her mind could fully grasp was the way those eyes had suddenly grounded her. Everything else, her parents, the necklace, her history, her indelible need to go find a tree and sit in it for a while, were all swirling around like a made whirlpool in the back of her mind. The parlor was pretty but not like anything she could ever see herself in. Too many soft colors against her harsh tanned skin and calloused palms. If she touched something, she was afraid it would break. All the other girls looked pretty and petite. Most of them were intelligent in a way she could never be. It was very obvious Zahra would have a hard time fitting in with any of these people, princes included. She tugged at the dress that was constricting her airway and made a mad dash to one of the (thankfully) opened windows. Sitting on the sill she turned when the silver haired prince began to talk and her breath caught in her throat with his last words.
He had no idea? These people didn't know why they were here? Zahra's finger began twitching and she balled them up to keep from throwing something. Why was she constantly being used like this?