After tribute had been properly paid to the Alfheim Princess on behalf of her Royal Mother, she dismissed the gathered parties so that they could properly prepare for the Centennial War Games. She then immediately returned to her private quarters, which was practically a palace in and of itself, where she looked at the wrapped gift that the Germanic Star-Empire had given her.
There was a curious look on the Elven beauty's immaculate face, as if she were debating whether to plunder this one gift for herself. After several moments of silent thought, she heard a familiar voice, which seemingly came out of nowhere.
"Your highness? Is everything alright?"
Celestia damn near dropped the gift to the floor from her sudden fright, that is until she realized who the voice belonged to. She then looked over at her older brother, who was also her personal assistant, before scolding the man for his stalking.
"Why must you always do that, Celarion?"
