Alessandra abruptly stepped back as he turned to her. She stepped back even more as he spoke. She honestly expected a reaction a lot worse-- In a way she was thankful, and in another, she was cursing the day she had even been born to her family. She wasn't born to serve-- She didn't know how to stay in place-- She was raised to be just the town girl who was a little smart and intellectual than the rest. Her only hope in life was to cross paths with a noble, not a Prince. It took her all her will to not speak back once more. Instead, she took her discomfort and anger to do her best and catch up with him. 

Alessandra was almost peeking into the library when Adrian blocked her view.
Her cheeks colored red in anger and discomfort. She didn't even want to follow him around-- No matter how prestigious a handmaiden was to the town people-- She already hated it. She nodded to his orders and simply turned and walked away. 

The exhaustion of their early morning trip and the emotional side of it were finally getting to her. She sighed softly as she aimlessly walked back the hallway they came from-- Maybe she would meet someone who could help her adjust to the new situation. Couldn't being a handmaiden come with clear instructions?