"I can't believe you got me into this stuff again..." she grumbles, only half meaning it. She's in a dress of a soft, thin material. It's in green, the circlet around her throat accentuated by the color of her dress and the bright red of her hair. Usually a little brassy, she's tamed it somewhat (only somewhat, mind, as she keeps tucking bits away behind her ear).

"And I'm not a princess."