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Prince Naveen | The Princess and the Frog | (putting this here because I forgot orz)

[pruto]

[Another of the strange animals! Apparently it was common for them to pick someone and stick close by, though Naveen couldn't for the life of him understand why.

But he had more important questions to ask.]

I'm afraid I have found myself... woefully lost, my lady. [He flashed a smile at the girl, bowing slightly.] Could you be so kind to tell me the name of this place?

[occultigen]

[A-hah. Well, it would be difficult to say which managed to get her to warm up faster — the explanation of being lost, or the good manners.

(Spoilers: it was mostly the good manners.) ]

Oh, of course! This is Goldenrod City. Have you only just arrived, perhaps? I'm...not entirely certain of how one gets here, to be perfectly honest, but I think I might still be able to offer you proper directions to wherever it is you ought rather be, if you should like.

[pruto]

Achidanza! [Whether she could answer all his questions or not, she could answer some. And in his own confusion, "some" was invaluable to him.] Could you point me in the direction of a woman. Not very tall, but very beautiful, with dark hair and eyes. I seem to have mislaid her.

[occultigen]

Dark...hair and eyes?

[Her brow furrowed a bit, as much from personal recollection as from actually trying to work out if she knew who he was referring to.]

...I can think of a few people who might fit such a description — if you'll pardon my asking, does the lady in question go by the name of Emmy?

[pruto]

[Hearing his own vague description delivered back to him, Naveen couldn't help taking a moment to chuckle at himself. How many dark haired, dark eyed ladies were there in this strange town, he wondered?]

No, no, it is Tiana, she is my wife. [A beat.] ... She may also go by "princess," depending on the company.

[occultigen]

Princess! My goodness, I — oh, please do forgive me, I suppose it must be "your highness", then?

[And, like a good and properly-mannered lady, she proceeded to drop into a practiced curtsey.]

I must please beg your pardon, your highness, both for the poor manners and that I must regretfully admit I've not been acquainted with anyone by that name here yet.

[pruto]

[For all his affects of casualness, Naveen couldn't deny being tickled by her concern for ceremony. Flattery was his Achilles heel, after all.]

Please, please, do not worry yourself. [For all he was drinking it in.] I was never much for formality, though it seems you are well practiced... what was your name again?

[occultigen]

[Ceremony was something he was going to get a lot of, too, thanks to this well-bred young lady's English manners, circa 1897.]

Miss Meridiana Everett, your highness, of London. Shall I...that is, how would you prefer to be addressed, that I might do so properly?