Genna watched the Dornish contingent with eyes gone wide in wonder. She'd nearly made her way back to the high table - making a very good effort to look as if she'd done nothing wrong and had only found herself somewhere else on accident. It didn't count if you didn't mean it. The acrobats tumbled past and Genna clapped her hand in delight, her purpose instantly forgotten. Next came the Prince and his men. She gasped as he addressed her father- she wasn't sure but she didn't think that was exactly how the greetings were supposed to go.
She stood stone still for a moment before she remembered she was supposed to be going back to her seat. The Dornishmen had everyone's attention and she decided she would have to thank them for that as she slipped through the crowd and back toward the dais.