Each time the steel of the sword hit against the wood block, Jacari let out a loud grunt. She had been overexerting herself, throwing too much power into her swing causing the weapon to get lodged into the wood each time. Everything about her was off, from her stance to her emotions and she was thankful that there was no one there to correct her, no one there to point out her flaws. There was to be a grand party to celebrate her mother's engagement but there wasn't a single part of her that wanted to be participating in any part of the whole thing. Jacari thought all of it to be nothing more than a farce, she didn't like the idea of letting the mutts into their home even during their attempt at peace. As far as she could tell they knew nothing of it, the stories of them and their monstrous abilities on the battlefield filled her childhood. She would have given anything to be able to fight them, prove herself. The thud pulled her away from her thoughts and back into reality. Golden eyes squinted slightly as they fell on the sword once more stuck but no matter how much she tried to pry it out this time, it wasn't coming free. Frowning and with little options left fingers gently traced over to the marks she was leaving behind honestly at this point the thing was probably going to be thrown into a fire later that night and a new one placed out. Could it be considered a waste?
"M'lady, it's time to head back inside. The royal family of Novia'n has been spotted not that far. They'll be arriving soon." From across the yard, an older woman spoke to her with a soft smile. With a sigh Jacari nodded, for a moment she stood there-there was no reason for her to remain there but for a moment her feet just didn't want to move. "Why don't we draw you a bath." The voice once more broke through to her, Jacari nodded again this time leaving her mess to make her way back into the castle. With a head held high, she walked through the hallways eyes drifting to watch as people rushed around her in hushed whispers. Jacari felt exhausted. Honestly, she had been taking her anger out for far too long anyway, she was sure that her mother's head would go through the roof if she had known she spent the better part of four hours just hacking away at something. Smirking at the thought, fingers pulled at the hem of her sleeve a bit as she continued on her way looking around as she did. Stopping in front of an open door she stared intently inside.
Golden eyes fell upon the slender tall figure of her sister, her posture changed and she smiled widened. The woman stood in the library looking at different book something seemed to be on her mind. In a quick graceful stride, Jacari strode into the room quietly taking a seat behind Gia whose mind seemed to be engulfed in whatever she was looking at completely unaware she had gained a companion, "Shouldn't you be prepping?" She couldn't help but giggle as she watched her jump a little bit, "If we're anything less than perfect I doubt we will hear the end of it." Leaning her head into her hand, she rested her elbow no the arm of the chair. "This whole thing is...completely and utterly ridiculous." Pouting a little she looked away from the shelves and its books towards a window. The sun was still fairly high in the sky, the clouds that had been gathering earlier seemed to have faded though she wouldn't have minded the rain. Probably would have put things on hold for a little bit, maybe slowed down the travels of the mutts. "Think anyone will notice if I don't show up?" She turned back to Gia and made a face at her response and slowly rose from the chair with a small nod, "I shall see you tonight then." Bowing her head she walked out of the room, giving her sister one more smile before making her way towards her room to bathe and dress.
Jacari couldn't remember the last time she enjoyed being fussed over but here she was for the last hour dealing with it. With a grumpy look on her face, she sat at the vanity as one of the handmaidens pulled a brush through her black locks. The amount of things she was willing to give up in return to not deal with this was starting to pile, she was fairly sure she was going to be an empty sack of shit if anyone came to collect. Laughing a bit she got up from her seat using her hands to shoo the maids away from her tired of their primping and dawdling being able to put her dress on herself. It was a simple garment that fit her perfectly, it was long and black with some silver embellishment towards the bottom that mimicked the design of lace.
The grand ballroom was fairly filled with people, it was the first time she had ever seen the two races mingling. The scene took a second for her to adjust to, grabbing a drink she moved about the crowd. It was easy to tell she wasn't the only one who was uncomfortable about the whole thing but what could one do when your ruler says this is how it's going to be for now on. Music played as people talked with shifty eyes, slowly she made her way about the crowd the shadows at her feet shifted around as she did showing how uncomfortable she was right now. Nails gently tapped against her glass as she tried to find some kind of safe space. Jacari was beyond thankful when she found her sister once more, quickly she moved to her side the shadows below her calming almost instantly. After a few minutes, she regretted her decision.
"Absolutely dreadful." Jacari muttered under her breath, leaning into the ear of Gia hoping for only her to hear the protest. There they stood in the grand ballroom listening to a small group of noble men and women go on about the treaty and other political matters while her sister smiled and gracefully navigated the conversation without her help. For a moment Jacari's face scrunched up in slight anger. Of course, peace was the right route but feelings still remained. There was a slight jab into her side and quickly the princess came back to reality looking with surprise to Gia. Apparently a question or statement had been directed at her, with an eyebrow raised she just took a sip of her drink giving the conversation an air of awkwardness. Even if she had been paying attention there was nothing she wanted to do with the conversation at all.