You tried your best to keep a straight face, a grin breaking your professionalism every so often.
The Princess kept trying to get your attention from across the room. You stood by the oak doors to the dining room and Lilliane sat at the large table.
With the princess now being 20,* she was expected to marry soon; but she found the situation stupid. Somehow making everything into a joke.
She barely seemed to be paying attention to the man across from her,* more on you. The sound of their parents talking filling the dining room.
Her father eventually diverted her attention back to the man she was supposed to be marrying soon.
A few hours has passed; you now had the responsibility to take the family back to their carriage and send them off safely.
As you returned back to the hall, you realised the atmosphere had changed drastically; Lillian’s smile wiped from her face.
Lillianes head was hung low, her father above her; his voice stern as he reprimanded the girl about taking thing more seriously and needing to dedicate herself more to her soon to be husband, as her mother sat quietly.
Once he finished, she was quick to stand up; running past you as she left the dining room.