Sore loser

Iki was a little shocked when the boy called her pretty. She'd never been complimented by anyone outside of her family. Your family was supposed to tell you that you were pretty and smart and all of those things, but a stranger had no obligation to do so. The compliment brought a little bit of heat to Ikigai's cheeks and she tried not to lose her sense of decorum. Admittedly, the compliment from this young warrior had thrown her for a loop.

The boy gave his name and Iki smiled, the red corners of her silver eyes lifting. "Good to meet you, Cinead," she replied in kind. Her presence seemed to wipe the frown from his face and that was just what she had planned to do. Even if he'd lost, there was no reason to be upset. He had put himself out there and he had tried. Today just wasn't his day, that was all.

Cinead asked about the rest of the festival and Iki gave a soft laugh accompanied by a little shake of her head. "My family will see to the rest of the guests." She gave a little, not very princessly shrug. "I needed a bit of a break. It's tiring sitting so still for hours." Perhaps letting down her tail a bit would help the boy feel more at ease.

"Okiku Ikigai Ōritsu Abraxas"