Having been in the library for a while in the -so far- futile search for an interesting read, she found herself suddenly in fornt of the guy she'd met just that day earlier on in class -Logan- she thought. Noticing his concentration, she chuckled, "The intensity of your gaze doesn't improve your chances or abilities at winning, you know?"
His head snapped up in surprise, believing her to be a Charlie, but relaxed when he realized it wasn't. "Oh...well, uh..." he trailed off as he watched the words 'game over' flash across the screen. "It helped me focus more."
"Oui." She said refinedly, which was ironic, since she wasn't refined at all. She sat in a puff seat right next to Logan and turned to him. "...Loker?" She winced ever-so-slightly, hoping she'd finslly gotten someone's name right.
Christie shifter her weight uncomfortably. Something told her she could trust this guy, even if he looked sketchy as hell. She tightened her lips and decided to take a seat next to him, "We are supposed to say she was, but she actually escaped."
He was baffled by the royals, he wasn't going to lie, every single one of them seemed to hate their position despite being the envy of the world. "Well, it does seem to be a bit stricter than the royal life in England."
She sighed, noticingn he had being serious, "I don't want to sound to whiny, honestly. Because I have it so much better than so many people, but us royals have a stigma and a stereotype that is follows us as soon as we are born." She shrugged, "Being a female royal brings a lot of unwanted attention, it is not as easy to go out with your friends, anything that happens in schools becomes a kingdom-wide scandal, etc."
He raised his shirt to look down at his 'washboard' abs, "are you saying I'm not cute?" He asked, curiously, looking back at her, "and I see, I apologise. I didn't mean to stereotype. I don't know much about rugby but every time I see it...they're all huge."
Trying to act as unfazed as possible, Christie only stole a quick glimpse at his bare stomach for sole acknowledgement, although, she had to admit, they were good. "Most are, and I am the thinnest of the team, but I enjoy it nonetheless.." She then stood looking at him with a judgemental fingernail clicking against her teeth like a heel to pavement. "And you're passable, because I'm feeling nice today. Decent, if I ever got to be generous."
She shrugged and grinned, "Well, doesn't really matter since I am a princess..." but then her thoughts turned grim as she continued, though now in a mumble, "My marriage could be already arranged and I wouldn't know anything."
She snorted. "Charlie has a very strong mojo and I wouldn't be surprised if she has already slept with half of the other Kingdoms' courts. However, I..." She took a moment to gesture at herself, "Am not precisely the epitome of grace, obedience and refinement, all of which should be traits of a Princess, according to Mother."
"Uh..." she mused, pondering about what to reply, "Barely," she admitted, which was true, and also vague. "Besides," she continued, trying to veer off the topic, "What do you mean some people take it too far? Do you take your inner slut too far?" She teased.
"You know your sister's...like...bi, right?" He asked, blinking, as he realised his own mistake. Charlie, in the aftermath, had started ranting and ranting, an somehow her own sexuality was taken into question. Logan had sat there nodding along, knowing it was better to stay quiet.
"Well you sounded pretty sure of it. It must have been a trustworthy source then," She squinted on the slightest. She didn't know Charlie was bi, but she had had her suspicions beforehand. Besides, she was certain that Charlie could potentially sleep with anything human that had a nice personality and an attractive appearance.
He raised an eyebrow, momentarily shocked, "oh, really? You're not allowed to go to human parties? Any party? What about elemental ones?" That couldn't be right. Unless that was one of the reasons she told him to keep his mouth shut, but...that rule wasn't exactly worth keeping it a secret.
"It's quite exactly that. Our existence is fragile. Only a belief; and we strive to keep it that way. We could beat them with our powers, as you say, but that would give us away. It's all a matter of, one would say, stealth."