Penny was certainly relieved that the other girl seemed unharmed, if a little shaken up by the incident. She was relieved that she had left her dog at home, something that she imagined would only have added unnecessarily to the commotion of the moment. As it was, Penny was horribly embarrassed and now that she was certain that the girl was unharmed, she began to blush red in embarrassment.
"I... I'm so glad you're all right," she stuttered, attempting to regain her composure but failing miserably. She smoothed her skirts unnecessarily out of habit before offering her own hand to accept the one offered to her. The name given, though, gave Penny a pause. Evangeline? Everyone in Frell knew that was the name of the princess and while she didn't doubt that there were other girls named that in honor of that princess, Penny noticed, then, the well-made clothing the girl wore, the way she carried herself even despite the fact that she was disheveled from being thrown off the road. By Penny. Her hand still extended, her grip suddenly went slack and her face went white. "P...Princess Evangeline?" she stuttered, eyes going wide. Surely, it couldn't be, not on the side of the road, not there, covered in dirt and grass.
Please no, wished and thought fervently, feeling the world sway slightly. It took all over her strength to keep upright, to keep from falling right to the ground. What would her mother say if she found out about this misadventure?