Chapter 321: why would an introvert have companions who like to draw attention?
"As you already know, we are being honored by the presence of our long-lost Prince, His Highness Valen Valmeier Sil Seahl, the grandson of Princess Yuralein Sil Seahl,"
Mother! Mother! Could you open a hole beneath my feet and let me drop down? Or you might want to invite me to your abode? Please?
My back might be straightened, and my face might look calm, but I was screaming inside--could you just say I’m a guest named Valen instead of all that flowery title?
Natha was definitely enjoying it, though, holding back his laugh in his seat while Jade was clapping its wing on his shoulder.
Tiralein, who was introducing me, patted my shoulder and continued. "But our Little Prince here is still young and quite shy, so please be mindful when you approach him."
Oh, at least she warned them. I breathed a sigh of relief as I was finally able to take a seat beside Natha while the other druids clapped their hands and cheered. It kind of reminded me of the citizens in L’Annak Eed’s plaza, and for a second, I realized in dread that I might have to make several public appearances after we got married.
"Wave a little bit," Natha whispered. "Don’t forget your smile."
I did as he said, and the druids--especially children--returned the wave excitedly. In this aspect, I could see that they were more casual than the elven society. Halurean told me it was because we were at home, however. Druids tended to be rather shy outside of their turf.
Hmm...genetics, I guess.
They were quite timid when approaching me, glancing at Natha from time to time as they told me they were happy to see me. But on the rare occasion that Natha left the table to fetch some food for me, they would eagerly start to strike up a more engaging conversation, becoming more animated as they asked about my journey and my opinion about the realm of nature.
Purposefully--I knew it was on purpose--Natha would only come back when the topic at hand had finished, or when I was getting too overwhelmed with the crowd. The druids would either disperse or get timid again, and I couldn’t help but wonder if that was what I looked like all this time--quiet and shy in front of strangers, and chatty when it was with people I already knew.