[ Andy might argue that her royal highness had plenty of extra height just standing there, already a good head and change taller than Andy herself — but there is an appeal, she's not wrong about that, though that may just be the particular effect that a somewhat domineering woman has always historically had on her. Either way, it does nothing to curb Andy's wryness and she sounds no more respectful than before when she replies: ]

If you didn't want to be addressed as a princess, you probably shouldn't have introduced yourself as one.

[ She takes her Omen by the reins, hauling herself back astride the beast in front of Ianthe and giving it a little nudge in the sides to get them back on the road. Looking at the back of both horse and rider, there's probably an obvious resemblance — wild, black manes hanging loose in untamed waves. ]

Especially not if you're going to go around stepping on people.