The orange haired girl made sure to keep a good ways behind Adam so as to not annoy him too much, as his brother suggested. She didn't know if she should take Darius' words to heart about the male she would be protecting from now on but Rhiannon figured it was better to trust what he had said than mess up already and make the guy hate her even more than he seemed to.
After that first glance, no more followed. She could tell he knew she was following, she herself could hear her own light footsteps seem to echo down the hall. They came to a door that Adam stopped at and reached to open it, choosing this moment to speak to Rhiannon. " You can wait here until someone comes to show you around." Once his piece was said, the prince stepped inside what was obviously his own bedroom and immediately to a chair that looked like it was his favourite.. or something along those lines.
" Thank you," Rhiannon's musical voice called to him lightly as she followed him slowly, her bright blue eyes taking in the furniture and paper covered with writing and drawings that lay scattered over a desk and some of the floor. Apparently he liked to draw, she thought as she shifted her eyes away. They widened once she noticed the piano, the barely-there layer of dust covering it showed that it was used quite often. Her gaze shot to the prince once more, " You play the piano?" Her tone didn't sound surprised in the slightest, more interested. Knowing to play piano was a skill she found admirable.. Especially considering all the orange haired girl could do was sing.