Ah, but there was no hiding forever, Fakir. Especially not from nosy princesses who are set on having a good time and are making rounds of the room. Amelia's gown did not seem to be from any particular era -- certainly not the modern one, with its full skirt, and yet not a particular previous one, shoulders exposed and the sleeves long. It must also be noted that the dress was pink.

Pausing before Fakir, she beamed at him. "Enjoying yourself?"