“Hey you there!” Coming from the sound of a girl, seemingly youthful. It’s become quite evident that she has something to remark.

Amane, standing firmly though her legs seem somewhat unsteady upon the wooden crates placed and stacked in a stair-like pattern. She darts her eyes around, showing signs of apprehensiveness but enough confidence to exclaim

“What errands art thou running within’ mineth’ esteemed gathering of flowers?! T’s is nothing but mineth’ garden!” She seems indignant and a bit irritated by your intrusion.

“J-just so you people know better! I…I am the daughter of his majesty! Meaning that thou art just one of mineth royal subjects!” She gestures one of her arms in a steadfast and pompous manner, pointing toward the exquisite and stalwart looking castle in the middle of the city

Letting out a cocky huff she asserts “That t’s where, I, Amane D-Dingilius the third reside!!” She stuttered, that name seems like a bluff if anything.