"...in the long term? With practice. Which... if you would forgive my saying so, I can tell you've not had."

He smiled a little, courteously and contritely, as he slowly stepped nearer. ...although the black hair wasn't exactly the rarest feature, it was unusual to see it worn so long... and the better a look she got at them, his bright, golden-amber eyes were definitely unique. Perhaps even enough so to be memorable.

"You seemed nearly as surprised as everyone else. And... yes. I know that look. Although I'm afraid my gifts don't lend themselves quite so readily to creating such a sight as yours. ...like so."

He hesitated--just briefly, noticeable only because he had otherwise moved with such confidence--but held a hand out, the palm upward, slightly cupped... and in an instant, a fierce red glow flared in the palm of his hand, dancing with crimson arcs of light as it coalesced into a small sphere, shimmering and humming softly as it hovered there. He held it a moment, long enough for her to see it and see that it wasn't going anywhere he didn't wish it to, and then clasped his hand shut, snuffing it with a brief crackle of power.

"...it would be an honor... and a pleasure... to be able to help you learn to master your abilities, Your Majesty."