Evanna was led through the hallways; she was quick to remove her hand from his and clasp them together in front of her. There was no haste in their stroll, which seemed to cause more attention to the pair; the prince had been stopped a few times about matters of the palace. Evanna noticed the hesitant glances and curious stares in her direction, but this was not unusual behaviour for her.
If she was found wandering the halls in her palace with a man, servant, knight or nobleman, there would be a fair share of nobles gawking at her, watching, and waiting for any minor detail that could be turned into nonsensical gossip. If she were to wander the halls by herself, her every move had their attention, and if she were to slip up, then somehow there would be gossip. She was, after all, the king's mistress' daughter, princess or not; she did not have the same respect from the nobles as her sister.
