HERA
“You are not the princess of Averia are you?”
I freeze.
Here’s the thing about Averia’s royalty or any form of royalty in general.
They do things…everything really, differently than a commoner would, no matter how high bred.
From the minute the ladies of the royal house are old enough to sit at the dinner table, and dine in all the splendor and finery their position allows, they are taught a thousand and one rules.
Chew daintily, swallow completely before you drink, at no moment should you ever speak with food in your mouth, your elbows must never make an appearance on the table, you must use the soup spoon for soup and soup alone and heavens forbid you ever…ever used your hands to bring food to your mouth.
These distinctions are what make royals… royals
They are so glaring
