softly petting the bird that was on arm, a small breath left the boy. stanley never was big on events that involved a lot of people and tonight was a ceremony of some kind. he didn't really know what was going on, he had ventured off to the royal garden. it was more quieter there. he knew there was others there he could probably talk to that was around his age, but the prince rather not. besides this bird was good company. though when the feeling of someone else being there, staring at him, he turned around to see someone there. ` uhm, hello? `