Lyssa laughed then. Kissing Owen on the cheek, stopping to whisper to him. "Don't hurt him." Before she let go of him to follow the woman so she could get changed, rubbing her back as she went. "I'll be fine." She said as she went, before he could say anything or make a fuss.
It took a while but Lyssa finally found a dress that she liked and fitted her well enough, not such a simple task. The rest of what she was wearing was simple in comparison, tiara that kept her hair back. The dress was pink and medival in style, though it suited her even if she did feel slightly self concious in it, the point was she liked it the best. She quickly turned around and hid a yawn before she walked back out to find Owen.