Now that he had the time to realy look at Yerik, he had the feeling that he had saw him somwhere before. Tho, the lack of memories linked to him leaded Averill to belive that it was most likely not face to face witch confused him a bit.

Emrys stared at Averill for a moment, her heart still beating wildly. All of this was making her anxious, she should be getting ready for the ball now, making sure her plan was set and ready. She couldn't make friends with the son and daughter of her monster. Averill seemed to be skeptical of her, and that was dangerous.

(Nicote's nearing the palace entrance and he's open. (P.s. he's the advisor for the king and yes he knows his slave went off, not that he's caring much about htat at the moment))

Noticing the fear in the boy's eyes Averill smile, trying without too mutch success to look more friendly. " If my sister want you to join us i am sure we will be able to get along. Who knows... we may even discover that we have more in common that you may think."

Emrys nodded curtly at Averill.
"I-I would hope we get along..." She paused, realizing that she forgot to say "your majesty" to him. She didn't really know how proper he was, so she added it. "Your majesty."

Ahelissa looked up and gave Remilia a smile that trembled slightly. Dropping her hands from her collar, she stepped closer and hugged Remilia. Thank you, she whispered. It felt good to pour her heart to someone, something she had never done before. Then she realized what she was doing and quickly jumped back. "Sorry, I, uh.... know you don't really...." Ahelissa sniffed and rubbed her eyes.

Remilia did tense up, her hands stiff at her sides when Ahelissa hugged her. She fought the urge to shove her back, but it helped that Ahelissa had taken a bath minutes before, so she remained still.
"I can let that pass." She replied, rubbing her arms a bit anxiously. It was never anything personal, but it always made her skin absolutely crawl when she touched someone or someone touched her. It was the reason she dressed and bathed herself alone.
"W-We should get going to the seamstresses. You need to pick out a dress and I need to make sure mine is properly made." Her voice trembled, but it wasn't all that bad. It had been a long time since she had been hugged. "And Ahelissa," Remilia said as she looked back at her. "I'll consider letting you buy your freedom day by day if you behave tonight."

He wave his and dismissively, if his sister was trusting the guy there was no raison to use his title. "Keep the formality for more public setting, those arn't necessary around me otherwise."

Emrys nodded, keeping her hands at her sides. She let out a small breath of relief. Emrys felt slightly better about all this. The prince and princess seemed to dislike heir father, but she could never be sure if it was an act or not. It was foolish of her to say that out loud earlier without checking for anyone.
"Then what shall I refer to you as?"

"Tovover throw my father, of course, you'll have to come to find out the rest of the plan.", She replied excitedly, taking a step back, her dress wooshing with her movement. "I'm leading a rebellion.", Lidia whispered excitedly.