It had been a mad rush of days since her shocking reveal of who she really was to the Moroi world and Jill's head was still spinning from it all. She was Moroi Princess. Eric Dragomir was her biological father. Vasilisa Dragomir, the soon to be crowned Queen of Moroi was her sister. It was still so much to take in and absorb and she'd barely had a moment to herself.
Being constantly surrounded by people was starting to get to her. Jill was far from used to receiving such attention and finally when she thought she had a moment to herself, she quietly slipped from the room where the others were in search for a quiet place to just breathe and collect herself properly.
Sitting in a small corner outside, Jill started up at the sky that was slowly starting to lighten with the 'morning' lightly. It was getting late now on their schedule and she had been kept busy all day with trying to organise everything with the up-coming coronation. Dresses, rules, traditions; everything was told to her over and over about what she had to do and that she had to do it properly without error. It was her that was to crown Lissa and finalise her place as Queen and with the dress she was to wear and the stress of it all, Jill kept thinking she was going to fall flat on her face and ruin the entire event and embarrass not just herself but the Dragomir name for all to witness.
"Princess?"
A voice had snapped her out of her thoughts and she sat up a little startled before she spotted the tall blonde Dhampir standing not far from where she was. Of course she was followed out here, she didn't have great skills to get past all of the guardian's that were around the court. She didn't personally know this guardian but she did know who he was, he was a friend of Rose's.
"Sorry to startle you, I just wanted to check that everything was okay. I spotted you sneaking from the room."
Jill slumped in her seat a little, probably looking completely awkward with her tall lanky limbs. "You're Eddie right? Rose's friend?" she sighed. "They're just going on and on in there, I needed to get out of there before my head exploded."
"Guardian Eddie Castile." He responded with a slight nod and stepped a little closer. "And yes, I have been friends with Rose for most our lives. Is there anything I can get for you Princess?"
"Please, call me Jill. I'm really not a princess." She bit at her lip and ran her fingers through her long curly locks. "I'm doing this for Lissa, because it's the right thing to do — But really, I'm not a Princess. I just know that she can do good for us, I've listened to her talking about things she thinks could be good for our world and Christian has told me other things and she really will be an amazing queen. What — What if I fall over when I go to put the crown on her and ruin everything? Or I just completely freeze up and stand there like an idiot. Lissa will hate me forever if I ruin this day."
She was rambling at this point and Eddie let out a slight chuckle and stepped forward so he was in front of her, crouching down a little so he could speak properly to her.
"Lissa will not hate you for anything and I think that no matter what happen, the Coronation will go perfectly without a hitch. But with or without accepting the title or not, you are a Princess and you are the daughter of Eric Dragomir. It took a lot of guts to stand up there and declare who you were and I think if you can do that, you can do anything you set your mind too."
Jill smiled a little at that, though she was still a little frazzled, his words had calmed her.
"You're pretty good at making people feel better. Have any advice on how to survive the hurricane of everything that happens before the big event without me wanting to pelt water balls at everyone?"