I can't wait for you forever.

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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland


    As I left my homeland I couldn't help but stare. I was locked up for years. Locked away with nuns in the offset fields of my country. Even though I didn't know much about the city and life of my country besides the political matters, I knew the beautiful offset fields and forests that made us known for our timber. The carriage was long, and yet I sat there too young too rule and almost too old to marry. I needed a man. Not to rule my country as that was my job. Scottish blood ran through my veins and I would be its leader until that same blood ran out my body. Death due part. When we reached French soil, I changed. It was tradition and yet I needed to look presentable for the dauphin of France. I heard French court was dangerous, but I would do anything to keep my country thriving.

    I had my hair down in its long waves that went down and a crown that made my hair stay out of its place. I made sure everything was intact. Trying to get my harsh icy blue eyes to be soft and almost delicate. The icy blue eyes, the rare gene yet beautiful made me look so... intense.

    I felt my heart beating out of my chest as I stepped out of the carriage when we got there. Standing up straight, and walking as I should. Annabelle get it together. We spent years and years preparing for this. Do this for your country.

    I get out and I see eyes on me as the court eyed me. Some with hope and smiles, I could see many girls glare and the Dauphin's sharp eyes on me. I see my ladies in waiting and I greet them with a simple hello. I wasn't cold. Too anxious or scared to speak yet I had to be strong. I am presenting Scotland as a country; strong.

    " Be careful now" I say to my ladies in waiting. " This is not our home, and they all will make sure we know that" I say and I gave an eye and I took a deep breath. I could't even hug them and say that I missed them, Right now I had to play Queen and see if we were actually welcomed. Do I smile? Do I be aggressive? Strong? I walk over to the king with a soft, faint smile and I curtsy to him. " Thank you so much for welcoming me and my ladies at your court and this engagement and Alliance for Scotland. " I say and I turn to the dauhpin and I curtsy. For Scotland. Anything for Scotland Annabelle.

    ( shes kinda cold, but Im just going to have her have trust issues and such)







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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman



    ( I can change my faceclaim to someone older if you want!)

    Everything was happening all at once and I was in charge of smoothing it all over. Not only was Annabelle, Queen of Scots coming but saw was the princess ( name here lol) and she was known to have trouble always along with her. She was already of age and I was already knowing that I would have to keep charge of her as I had to when she was younger. This day was just too much and I was actually excited to see the princess as she was a funny one an easy on the eyes, It just sucked I had to kinda keep her in line.

    In the morning, Annabelle and (name) were coming around the same time. I see Queen Annabelle come and I heard about her looks, don't get me wrong she was beautiful, her eyes and demeanor came off friendly but... cold. Almost too mature for her age, which I guess you had to be but still. As I watch her greet everyone and her ladies eyeing me which only gave me a smirk; I was looking for the princess. King Charles had already asked me to keep an eye. Which was annoying as my role here was politics and peacekeeping and being in charge of countries income and trade, which was already a lot. I never complained as it kept me on the kings good side and a good pay with a place to sleep and eat at the castle.

    I had a wife before, We were young and "in love" whatever that truly was, but six months into our marriage she died of the plague and that's when I took the position at the castle a couple years ago. I had mourned and now gotten into a point of my life where I could date or sleep with women, as Marriage didn't seem that thrilling or appealing to me.


    -to be continued-

    ( sorry ! didn't know what to say for him in the first post! It will get better I promise!

    Hes kinda a *sshole but I will have him be kinda smug and smirky but eventually get softer and nicer)

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    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    Letting out a sigh I untangled my limbs from the slender body laying beside me. A more saddened sigh sounded from the woman and I threw a knowing look in her direction. "Its only until after her and I are wed Clara." Her disheartened expression turned irate at my words and she slipped out of the bed and bent to pick up her dress I had hurriedly taken off of her earlier. "Who knows how long that will take Marceau. I don't have long, my father made that very clear." I simply nodded and got dressed in more lavish clothing than I had on before our little scandalous act. The Queen of Scotland was coming and I was to marry her. It was a blessing that royals could have mistresses because I already had one chosen. It would be simple, I would merely rule with the Queen and have her bare my children, but my heart would be with my mistress; Clara.


    After we were both dressed and presentable I stepped out not taking a second glance at the guards stationed on either side of my door. They were always there and undoubtedly knew by now the activities that went on just beyond the wooden door. "Is she here yet?" I didn't bother looking at them as I spoke, instead keeping my dark green eyes on Clara as she stepped out of the room. "Soon your majesty, the Queen is growing anxious at your delay." Turning, I made my way outside where countless people were excitedly waiting for the royal that would soon be arriving. "Mother, father." I greeted them lowly as I came to stop beside them with Clara standing to my left. "Why is she standing at your side? That is the place only for a mistress! Send her off, do not respect your future wife like this!" My mother's voice hissed in my ear heavy with disapproval and malice but I ignored it as a carriage approached and the crowed came alive with curious voices.


    A petite form stepped out but every step she took showed she was far from fragile. Her form, carefully woven dress, and dazzling crown radiated royalty and the aura around her demanded respect. As she moved away from her ladies and neared I finally let my eyes travel to her face. Her golden hair framed it in just the right ways and her cheeks were just barely tinted with a rosy pink that gave life to her delicate skin. When she turned to me I was entirely awe struck, her eyes were captivating, an icy blue yet still alluring in many ways. Feeling my heart knocking against my chest I gave a respectful incline of my head "Queen Annabelle, I look forward to your stay here." Gently taking her hand in mine I bent and pressed a kiss onto the back of it, a simple way of greeting a Queen yet it sent murmurs throughout the crowd and gentle coos from the older women as they longingly watched the young monarchs. This certainly wouldn't be as simple as I had thought.


    (Hope you don't mind Clara! Shes just going to be a little side charrie he'll go to when they fight and all lol and I feel like he looks kinda too old? I can change the fc for him)




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France



    Slipping the flask from my corset I tipped it back and easily let the bitter contents of ale flow into my mouth. If anyone were to see it was quite obvious I had drank countless times before which apparently was 'unfit' for a princess. The carriage I was currently seated in suddenly jolted causing the ale to spill over my dress. "Tip the entire carriage over why don't you?" I let my voice grow irritable from within the cabin earning a rushed apology from the driver. Returning the flask to its place, hidden from prying eyes I looked out to the courtyard as we drew near. Letting a devilish smile appear on my lips I stepped out as soon as the carriage came to a stop, not even bothering to wait for the driver to open it for me. "Oh my own little welcome home gathering? How kind of you all." I pressed my hand delicately across my chest as if I were actually touched by the notion. It was obvious this wasn't for me, the only one who ever greeted me when I came home was Marceau which much to my disappointment wasn't here. Scanning the numerous bodies I saw the King and Queen of France, who unfortunately were my parents.


    Beside them I finally let my eyes rest on the figure of my brother. So he was here, just too busy ignoring me to notice my arrival? A woman was standing before him and she was absolutely stunning. "Queen Annabelle of Scotland?" My voice came out low at fist "Oh wonderful!" I gripped parts of my dress slightly to keep it from dragging as I hurriedly scurried over to meet the Queen my bother would soon be wed to. As I neared two guards stepped forward and shook their heads dismissively. "We were ordered to not let drunken princess near Queen Annabelle. Your mother's orders." I gaped for a moment before scowling. "I will have you know that I am most certainly not drunken and that woman is not my mother." At that I felt the flask slip from my corset and sail toward the ground with a soft thud. "Oh I wonder where that could have possibly come from?" I kicked it away a bit as if pushing it further from me would make it more believable that it didn't just drop from my dress.


    (No your face claim is perfect!)




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    [he might me if you dont mind me saying ahaha

    and yeah i dont mind her! Maybe when like Marceau and Annabelle get close, she gets really jealous and like does something which makes Marceau drop her , but that would be more later]


    I saw the handsome Dauphin kiss my hand and I smile, not making eye contact with the girl on his left, even though I could see her out of the corner of my eye and I knew exactly what she was; his mistress. I felt my self kinda get upset, but I knew it was the normal. I had three passed engagements, all of them with mistresses who wouldn't let me rule. Some were abusive and I took it and ended it. I had to rule my country, I wouldn't let my husband absorb my country and wont let me rule and I told that to the King of France and he actually agreed. We needed each other against England and thats why I was here. I looked I the Daupin and offered a gentle, easy smile. " I can't wait to get to know you" I say, my voice soft, and I hear the king cough and I turned to him.

    " We have a ball to welcome you tonight. I hope this is to your liking" and I smile, " Oh of course! thank you". A ball, that certainly is a lot, and I mean fun at the same time. I needed to see what french court was like really. Last courts I was at, I constantly had a dagger on me... Even though they say they want an alliance, may not be the case. So I just needed to be intimidating until I knew this would actually be my home, because not all engagements last.

    I was soon guided to my chambers along with my ladies maids who began unpacking and gleefully talking about the ball. " Did you see his mistress? " My lady Madeline commented and the other, Ainslee soon commented " Shes ugly, but did you see the prince?" I roll my eyes and looked at them. " This is not our home. Scotland will always be our home. We are on someone else's soil." I say and I sigh as I go and look in the mirror. Looking at my face almost too closely as I evaluated myself. My nerves growing. Getting inbetween a man and his mistress was messy, and I was scared to do exactly that, but I had to marry him, dance with him and I was just anxious.To calm my nerves I decided to walk around the castle halls to get use to my surroundings and to calm myself and not have to hear my ladies. Truth be told I needed this engagement. Scotland wasn't doing so well against England and I needed Frances help and to secure my spot I needed to charm them and make case for having me as a wife and a ally while at the same time, not letting go of myself or falling into anything because I couldn't have that happen. I just couldn't.











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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman



    I see Eliza come after Queen Annabelle and with the kings look on me, it signaled me to take of her. As I got close I could already tell what state she was in; drunk. Perfect. " Oh Eliza when will you realize what an alcoholic you are?" and I shake my head and laugh as she says she was not drunk but I hear a clank and her flash had fallen. She even kicked it, she was such a hoot. " Okay , well You can't see Queen Annabelle now, but maybe if you sober up and well" he said and waves around his nose " took a bath to get rid of the alcohol stench , you might be able to go to the ball, for the Queen of Scots."

    I grab her hand, and help her staggering mess inside as I tried to conceal her from the Queen of Scots who was headed inside to unpack and get ready for the ball. I took a side entrance. " Guards grab her luggage and if you see any more flasks, throw them out." I say and I take her through the kitchen and grabbed two small things of sourdough bread. " Eat this. This might actually help you not stagger" I say as I leaned against the wall and wtached her eat the bread.

    " You know, If you wanted to stay here, All you would have to do is give up alcohol and not cause trouble" I say chcukling, cause even then, I knew that would most likely not happen as knowing Eliza, she would sober up and get drunk tonight or find some innocent male to sleep with to get her mothers attention.

    Which I got, it must be hard not having your parents really notice or care for you. All there care was for the son that would take over the throne, and the other son, incase Marceau died.


    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    (Yep sounds good!)


    Releasing her hand I watched her retreating figure as she gracefully moved over the ground to walk into the castle. Hearing my name being uttered from my father I halfheartedly tore my gaze from the Queen and faced the older man. "I expect you to secure this marriage and not mess it up. Scotland depends on it wholly but so do we. Your coming together will aid both of our countries in the fight against Britain as you know." I nod with a bored look, that amount of times I have been told the same information was ridiculous. "The marriage will happen father I understand how badly our countries need it." Surely it couldn't be that hard forming a bond with her? What all could go wrong? Ignoring the irritated look on my mother's face I turned away and beckoned Clara who now looked equally irritated. "That was all for show I suppose?" Glancing back at her I ran a hand through my hair as the wind lapped at it. "What was? Nothing happened Clara." Silence stretched between us as we moved back indoors and walked down an empty corridor.


    "Nothing happened? You couldn't keep your eyes off of her. You kissed her hand for god's sake." Her cold hand wrapped around my wrist and tugged a bit to get me to stop causing me to frown. "Yes, a simple welcome for a woman I will be forced to marry. That is all. You have more than her, you have my love." I pressed a kiss on her lips and let my hand linger on her cheek. "I wont lose you to her." Her words were murmured and I looked into her brown eyes with a reassuring look. "You wont, you will always have a place by my side." She nodded and let a small feigned smile appear "I'll be off then, I have ladies waiting on me for tea." I nodded and let her go. Soon enough my legs carried me throughout the halls on a seemingly pointless journey until I gathered my thoughts and finally realized where I was. Annabelle's designated room was nearby, it wouldn't hurt to see how she was fairing so far and talk a bit before the dance later that night. Making my way to the room I turned a corner and nearly collided with a slim figure. Reaching out a hand to support her if need be I quickly recognized the appealing features of Annabelle. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" A friendly smiled lingered on my lips and I took a small step away so we weren't practically pressed against each other. "I was just about to see how well you were settling in so far. Are the maids and guards treating you well?"




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France




    I didn't know what to say. For the first time in a long while I was lost for words. Well not entirely, it was more like there was so much I wanted to say I didn't even know where to start. So for a long while I stayed unusually quiet, gathering my hazy thoughts and trying to concentrate while the world danced around me in a frenzy of shapes and colors. As I was lead away by a man who had a striking resemblance to that one nobleman Leo I still held my stubborn silence. However once he offered me the bread I snatched it out of his hands and glowered at him as best I could in my state. "I do not have a stench. I smell of berries and honey." I took a bite of the bread and laughed softly. "They can throw away all of my flasks I'll just get more tomorrow from the market." I drew near the faintly familiar man and pressed a finger into his chest "I. win." Grinning for a moment it faltered when he spoke of giving up alcohol and being obedient. "Maybe I don't even want to stay here. Maybe I prefer staying with my aunt?" I raised a challenging brow as if I made a valid point but everyone knew the problems I had with my mother. There wasn't much convincing to be done when most people already knew the truth. "Anyway are you that one noble man's sibling? Leo I think his name is. You look like him. He's not bad to look at really so you should be glad." With a hum I finished the bread and moved away from him without waiting for a reply, I was impatient sober and even more so after drinking, even I knew that. I let my feet take me wherever and began making my way to the door.




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    I was walking around, eyeing the beauty of the castle. My thoughts were getting the better of me, really. I just kept thinking of the people here and if they wished harm on me. Would this male I'm about to marry hit me too? Would he not let me rule as my own? Would he not have any compassion or love for me if he does have a mistress? How could I get us to marry so I could make this alliance finale? In the midst of all my bad thought, I felt something hit me and I let a " oof" noise escape my mouth as I stepped out and held the figure in front of me for balance. I look up to see the charming Dauphin and my cheeks went a little pink on how close we were.

    I see him step back and I took a deep breath to get rid of my pink and to adjust myself. " No no! you just scared me that's all" I say, sort of flustered but I composed myself.I always had to be composed; spcally in foreign lands and it got tiring.

    I smile at his question, " Yeah they are super sweet. Got up all our bags and one even offered some food, which made my day" I say and smile at my words. As a petite girl you would think I would hate food or restrict myself but oh boy I do not. " The welcome has been amazing, Im really excited to dance, its been a while" I say and motion for us to walk as I got to giddy if we didn't. " You ready to dance?" I say, looking at him with my icy blur eyes with soft smile.










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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman



    I roll my eyes as she pressed her delicate fingers against my chest. Looking at her face, and I had too look away. She just got prettier over the months and I was not falling into that. She finished her bread and I hear the comment about me but before I could even comment she was walking away to wherever she wanted.


    I quickly ran up to her and grabbed her wrist " hmm no no no, You are going to your room young lady. sober up and clean yourself. Berries and honey isn't the only thing you smell of" I say with a chuckle and guided her upstairs.

    As we were close to her room, I saw Marceau and Annabelle down the hall. " sh*t" I say trying to guide her away but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I tried to get her to her room that were past the couple but conversation started. We were stopped by the couple and I leaned into Marceau. " shes drunk, im sorry I was trying to.. hide her" I whisper, as I knew it looked bad on him to have a drunk sister talking to his hopefully soon to be bride. " Eliza why dont we get you to your room" I say, looking at her, trying to force her away with my eyes if that could even work.

    This was bad on my part, if the king found out or if Queen Annabelle was upset or disgusted or just... I would be basically killed, I really could be. I didn't need her to mess things up now, I needed this job and the good side with the royal family.


    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    The feel of her hands gripped against my arms made my heartbeat quicken just the smallest amount. I didn't pay it any mind, I couldn't. I was preoccupied watching the gentle smile once again show itself, revealing the pearly teeth behind her pink lips. Somehow just her smile overshadowed Clara's looks entirely as a whole. Falling in step beside her as she beckoned to walk with her I gave an approving nod. "I'm glad you find them adequate." Listening as she spoke about dancing I glanced at her curiously. "You haven't danced in a while? I would've expected men to be begging for a dance with you." I gave a pointed look as we continued down the corridor. "I am, there will be hundreds of guests, you wont make me beg in front of them will you?" I chuckled.


    A single voice uttered a curse naturally causing me to turn to see who it was. Two people were just making their way toward us and one of them seemed to be quite unstable so to speak. As they drew near and I recognized them dread welled within me. I loved my sister dearly but she could really find the absolute worst times to show up and wreck havoc. "Maybe we should go the other way..." My voice trailed off as it was too late and we were already within earshot. Leo murmured about Eliza being intoxicated and hoe he had feebly attempted to keep her at bay. I gave an understanding nod, hopefully nothing bad would come of this. "Queen Annabelle, may I introduce you to my younger sister Eliza?"




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France



    At the feel of a warm large hand enclosing over my wrist I turned and wrinkled my nose. "Why do I have to be isolated in my chambers? I just want to see everyone, It been months! Three entire months since I've seen Marceau and the little ones." I went on like that for the entire trek up the stairs, desperately attempting to drive sympathy into my captor so he would let me go enjoy myself. Eventually we reached the landing and by that time I was a bit winded and too out of breath to complain anymore, stumbling up the stairs wasn't an easy task. Suddenly a curse escaped his lips and a laughed softly "Are you saying thats what I smell like?" My tone was meant to be teasing as I leaned against him, too tired to support my own full weight anymore. Craning my neck to see what he was staring at it took me a moment before I processed who was on the other end of the hall.


    "Oh my goodness!" My voice was low until it rose into a soft yet still rather unladylike squeal. Waltzing over to my brother Queen Annabelle I smiled widely and brought first my brother into a tight huge and then the queen into a more gentler one. "Yes I'm Eliza the most extravagant of the Degarmo family." I followed Marceau's introduction with a sloppy curtsy. At my acquaintance's words I waved him off nonchalantly "Oh alright, I suppose these two need time alone so they can give me plenty of nieces and nephews!" I sent a wink in the Queen's direction earning a sigh and an awkward mumble from Marceau as he gently pushed me in the direction of my room. "Have fun you two." I singsonged and waited until they were out of sight before I turned to the door that lead to my room. "You coming in?" I looked at the man and let the door swing open nearly toppling in after it but securing myself on the frame. I always drank before coming home but normally I didn't drink half as much as I did today, last time I was here I had an enormous fight with my mother which in turn made me reluctant as ever to enter the castle sober so naturally I drank as much as I could.




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    [ I love how your playing these characters, Eliza is a hoot and a half and Marceau is so sweet omg]

    I hear his comment about dancing and I giggle, " No no, past engagements I was always kept in the shadows, they wouldn't dance with me at the ball, they would dance with their mistress" I say and shrug. It sucked men had mistresses but I understood that, I could deal with that, I just couldn't when they would choose them over me and just embarrass me like that in front of the big court. Sadly that happened too often but those engagements didn't last long for many reasons.

    I smile at him, " no no I wont make you beg, ever-" I say looking at him with my icy blues and I felt myself stare for too long at him, my eyes just wanted to stay; he was just so handsome and sweet and I just found him genuinely nice and I liked it... a lot I turned away and smiled to myself.

    I hear 'go the other way' and I thought we were in danger, instead his very... clumsy sister was hugging on us and she was staggering a lot. I mean props to her for getting drunk mid day. I see her leave me and my cheeks went bright pink when she made the comment about have kids and nephews. My hands held my cheeks as I smiled shyly at Marceau, embarrassed about my pink cheeks at such a comment. I took them away and I looked at him with a raised eyebrow; now that my red cheeks were gone. " Awe I thought you were the most extravagant one.. darn it, Im marrying the wrong one" I joke and I giggle at my own joke." Im kidding im kidding" I say and smile at him trying to change the topic away from my pink cheeks.









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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman



    I knew she was such trouble. She hugged her brother, and then the small queen and I almost cringed. But if I thought that was bad she started to claim she was the most extravagant and it made me roll my eyes. I sigh and try to pull her along and before she does, she managed to talk about kids, Leaving Marceau kinda embarrassed and Annabelle pinker than a posy.

    " Eliza you cant talk to Queens like that! count yourself lucky if she doesn't get offended." I say as she flings open her room and I shake my head. Im standing outside your door until you wash the smell off you and change into something decent for the ball. " I say and sigh, " Ill have the servants bring you more bread" I say as I was about to close the door but I peeked in once more. " Oh by the way I am Leo." I say with a wink, and with that I shut the door, standing outside to make sure she didn't leave or get into trouble. The Queen gave this room to Eliza because unlike other rooms it had no secret passage ways because she knew how clever Eliza was.

    I knew this was going to be a challenge, not only is she stubborn but just plane rude, but I was expected to handle that. Next thing I would probably have to help her bathe if she is still so drunk and there and lord have mercy on my soul. Im just saying, a beautiful naked girl, Im going to have to close my eyes; if it ever did come to that.

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    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    (Ahhh! Thank you so much bby! I adore your charries as well^^ I'm gorging myself with some brownie as celebration for finally getting my essay done lmao)


    The reason Eliza and I got along so well was because she didn't meddle in my business and I didn't meddle in hers. Today apparently was different. Had she really just mention children before Annabelle whom I had just met today? Lord, she really needs to get herself together before she spews more things that'll send the Queen running for the hills. Clearing my throat I glanced at Annabelle as she spoke and let out a relived laugh. It was a pleasant surprise that she wasn't too bothered by my rambunctious sibling and even making light of what she had said. "That one hurt a bit." Mockingly placing my hand over my heart I frowned as if her words had truly hurt. Quieting for a moment in comfortable silence I spoke once more. "I might let Eliza around you more often, the blush on your cheeks makes you look even more ravishing." The compliment wasn't halfhearted or feigned. She truly was a sight to behold, it wouldn't be a curse to have her be my wife if all went well.


    Slowing to a stop at an open window I briefly looked out at the vast landscape that rolled outward with lush green forestry as far as the eye could see. It would all be mine someday, and the townspeople, nobles, and armies would all depend on me to lead France into a prosperous future. Suppressing a sigh I straightened my posture once more and let my attention focus back on the woman beside me. "I'll let you get ready for the ball, lets hope its as extravagant as my sister." I jested lightheartedly and dipped my head slightly in farewell as I made my way to my room.


    As I stepped in I took off my surcoat followed by the white tunic I had been wearing underneath leaving me bare with just my pants on. I walked to the bathroom to set the bath when the sound of the door opening reached my ears. It could only be Clara who the guards didn't even bother to announce anymore. She smiled her pale hands pressed against my chest as she leaned up to kiss me. "Shall I bathe with you?" Her brown eyes moved to the bath and she stepped away to begin taking off her dress. I watched her for a few seconds, her eyes didn't seem quite as enthralling as this morning and her pin straight dark locks suddenly looked rather bland. Images of Annabelle lingered in my mind with her slightly wavy blonde hair and captivating bright eyes. Shaking my head I held Clara's hand still with my own. "Another day, I'm not feeling up for it now." My words earned defeated sigh as she nodded and moved out of the room. "I'll see you at the ball then." Not answering I quickly unclothed and bathed.




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France


    "You're surprised about how I talk to her? You should hear me with my mother." An impish smile spread across my face and I proudly sauntered into my room. As he spoke of my smell once again I considered for a moment retorting and closing the door on him but I decided against it and simply began unlacing my corset as the door closed. As it cracked open once more I quirked my brow inquisitively, not really bothered since I was only halfway done with unlacing the dress. At his words I gazed at him for the short moment he peeked in. My surroundings had slowed significantly and I could actually see a bit better without getting dizzy and the man was in fact Leo Beaumont the nobleman. I laughed softly as he winked and made my way to the bathroom.


    Getting fully undressed I slipped into the warm water and began leisurely washing myself. The ball wasn't for me and surely no one would be waiting around specifically waiting for me to show so even after I finished I leaned my head back against the wooden tub and relaxed for a while in the water. Finally sliding my hazel eyes open I glanced around in search for a towel. Spotting it on a stool in the corner of the room I sighed and readied myself to dart out and quickly wrap myself in the cloth when I remembered a specific someone waiting at my door at my disposal. Sure I could easily get the towel myself but what was the fun in that?


    "Leo? Are you there? Leo!" I impatiently called as I lowered myself a bit more into the water to cover my nude body. I wasn't ecstatic about having admitted that he wasn't bad looking but I could have fun with this. Whoever thought of putting him in charge of me was clearly unaware that I quite liked the company of men. Not that I had actually lost my virtue to one yet. I was reckless but not stupid, I knew good and well I couldn't simply throw it away on a man I simply thought was attractive, which I admittedly have considered before. Rumors went around that I was some kind of harlot a while back and they died down thanks to Marceau but I still get stares cast my way occasionally, it isn't the best feeling in the world but I got used to it quickly after finding out my own mother; the Queen of France started them.




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    [ im proud! I had today off, and ive spent three days and all of tonight procastinating 2 essays, and 3 book annotations lol help]

    I walk with him to the window and He leaves me with even pinker cheeks as he called me ravishing. I could get use to this flattery... it felt really nice and well needed actually. He leaves to get ready for the ball and I looked into the glass and my hand pressed against the cold window. " May I do you and my home good" I murmur, really to myself before forcing myself to go back to my room and get ready. I slowly walk and I got in, the girls were already getting ready, doing each others hair. I took a quick back with hot water to get the carriage smell off me and I had rose water and lavender misted on me. That scent always made me feel at home. Always. Even when I was countries and countries away, I could close my eyes and Just remember the roses and lavender plants back at home that me and my mother would attend to.

    I wrapped a towel around me and walked into my room. My ladies made presented me with this gorgeous gold dress and I smiled. " You know me too well" I say with a smile. My outfit and hair went very well. I re curled my blonde hair, and I pushed my hair away from my face with my grown, I even put some black liquid on my eyelashes that the french swore by and it made my icy blue's look even bluer if that was even possible. I turn to my ladies who were all dolled up and there eyes lit up. " If this doesn't convince anyone how beautiful and amazing you are I don't know what else will" I shake my head with a smile. " Lets do this"

    We get to the ball, we were a tad late but the dancing and music were in full swing and I heard chatter and laughter and it made me excited. I opened the big doors myself and there I saw all eyes on my as with my head held high, as if my small stature was giant walked into the room, a soft smile as I approached the King and Queen. The room was almost golden how it was lit up, so light and almost dazzling with the dancing, the lights and the chatter. " Thank you so much for this" I saw after my curtsy and I turned and I see Marceau and I couldn't help but smile all giddy. Maybe this ball I might actually have a real, actual gentleman ask me to dance.









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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman


    I waited outside for the princess to slowly get ready. Eliza was a girl who took her time. I girl who hated her parents who were actually very awful to her and the people at this court. She was known for having a reputation but honestly so was I. When my wife died I didn't sleep with woman for a while and when I did, I slept with multiple because that's how I could fill the void... So now I do it to get my needs out but I wasn't open for love in anyway, me and my heart new that. I still missed the days with my wife. She had bright ginger hair, and the best smile every and she was so kind and so gentle and so passive and we were so so happy. But now I was on a new chapter. I was not over her but I moved on, like how she wanted me to.

    My thoughts were interrupted when Eliza called me in. I walk in and look over and see her naked in the tub. " Oh my gosh Eliza" I say and was a gentleman and looked away. I looked at the floor as I passed her towel to her. " Hurry up or you will be late and you can't afford that right now!" I say sharply but not meanly as I exited her room. I had caught a glimpse of the naked princess but It was not a gentleman thing to look even if she was indeed- very very fine. I had to shake my head to get my thoughts out. I could't afford to think like this but.. one side was just screaming all the things I could do- No Leo stop it.

    About a half hour outside her door, She was finally ready for the ball and I came in. She looked absolutely breath taking. " oh my gosh" I thought and I smiled softly at her " You look beautiful and -" I said and walked closely to her, and smelt her. " You dont smell of booze... Yet" I say with a smirk. " come on lets go, we have to support Queen Annabelle." I say as we walked side by side to the ball. " Can you promise not to drink or do I have to watch you?" I say with a raised brow at her.

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    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    (Omllll I would be panicking, what are the essays on? Sorry if this sucks, I'm like half asleep lol)


    A while later I stood before a mirror running my tanned hands through my hair numerous times in a desperate attempt to get it to settle right. After it did, I straightened my coat before settling my crown on atop my head. It was light and rather a simple golden ornament, most definitely not as lavish as the King or Queen's as it was meant more for a status symbol. I was the Dauphin and the guests who didn't recognize me would recognize the crown. A knock came at my door meaning it was time to gather into the ballroom where the court was most likely already mingling and preparing for the Queen of Scotland's entrance. Stepping out I regarded the two guards that awaited me with a simple incline of my head. Silently they trailed behind me as I walked to where voices and a bit of relaxing music was pouring from behind the doors of an enormous room. Having my escort open the doors for me I stepped in where a few eyes were on me. Not everyone looked as they were eager for Annabelle's arrival, not mine. I certainly couldn't blame them, I found myself getting a bit anxious on seeing her look as well.


    I was in mid conversation with one of the counsel members who was talking about the trade or something of the sort. I had stopped listening a bit ago as the elder man droned on. Instead I was listening to the group of nobleman standing just within earshot behind me, they spoke of the newly arrived Queen with awe clear in their voices. "I hear she has eyes that could freeze you in place yet at the same time make you feel like you just ran for hours." Another voice added on "And her hair apparently is softer than silk and the color of the sands on the prettiest beaches." I took a drink from the red wine in my hand to try and hide the laugh that threatened to leave my mouth as I listened in. Concentrating back on the council member, I was about to agree to whatever he was going on about when heads began turning in the direction of the doors.


    Following suit I let my dark green eyes rest in the slim figure that opened the doors. Like before confidence and authority radiated from her and most everyone seemed enamoured by the way she held herself. As where some would cower and feel angst under the gaze of hundreds of people she seemed to only flourish. She looked around a bit until she saw me already watching her. Excusing myself from the old man I handed off my drink to a passing servant before making my through the crowd to where my betrothed stood. Finally reaching her I took in her full attire. "Annabelle..." her name easily rolled off my tongue as I carefully took her hand and placed a lingering kiss on it. "Just when when I thought i had see the extent of your beauty earlier..." The King and Queen watched with pleased expressions at my words as I righted myself and stood beside the Queen of Scots. "Are you ready for that dance you promised me?" I watched couples as they briskly yet elegantly twirled around on the glossy floor along to the medium paced music.




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France




    If only I could replay moments in time I would be the happiest girl in France. The pure shock and awkwardness expressed on Leo's face was truly priceless. And I had to hand it to him, it was rather adorable how quickly he averted his gaze and stared at the floor as he handed me my towel. "Thank you kind sir." I spoke innocently as I stood and wrapped myself within it. Listening to him gently chastise me for nearly being late I rolled my eyes and walked out into my room after he left. Humming I brushed my hair, not bothering to mess with making it all fancy or anything. I struggled a bit getting my dress on, with the help of maids it wouldn't have been a problem but you can guess who decided I didn't deserve any. Grumbling curses I finally adjusted it so it fit my form before calling Leo in once more.


    He said that I looked beautiful which caught me off guard for a heartbeat before smiled a bit. "Thank you, I can't breathe all to well but fashion over health, right?" It was a rhetorical question and I rolled my eyes at how true it was. Some ladies were even dying from odd fashion trends. To each their own though, if that was how women wanted to spend their last moments then so be it. As he drew near I knitted my brows and watched what he was planning to do. When he smelled me a bit and spoke I glowered halfheartedly but couldn't help letting out a breathy laugh. God he was relentless. "You should say that to every lady you speak to at the ball, I'm sure they will all swoon." Sarcasm dripped heavily in my voice as I quickly doused my neck and wrists with scented liquid that I heard was being called perfume.


    Walking out alongside the man who was meant to keep an eye on me, I shrugged at his question. "That depends, do you enjoy watching me?" I ignored his request for a promise, I always broke them so why waste time on establishing them? Being the last ones to arrive, when I swung open the doors everyone was too busy watching the dancing to notice our arrival.




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    [ English with a book I never read and physics... and its one degree where im at and im so upset)

    I see Marceau and his face only made me smile. He looked so handsome, with his coat that matched my dress seemlessly and his smile. I felt him kiss my hand and say such flattering words. I had to remember that all this flattery and niceness is for his parents and this engagement, he would have said the same thing to anyone of his bride. That being said.... My cheeks still went very pink from his comment. " thank you" I say gently and I smile as he mentioned dancing, " I am ready" I say with excitement filling my big blues.

    I was known for being a good dancer. Since the early age of four, I was taught to excel in dance; to be graceful and powerful. Being a woman, the smallest things will set you down so I knew too many small things to get tripped up. If I couldn't even dance, some could make the argument that if I couldn't even dance, how could I rule a country? Stupid, I know but I didn't have that problem.

    I felt him grab my waist and my cheeks went rosey again, I took a deep breath as I felt everyone watch us and I only smiled. We started dancing, him holding me as we did so, going into the same moves and rythem and it was so much fun. I just loved dancing and the feeling of being light and almost carefree. The room seemed like a golden blur behind Marceau as my eyes only looked into his. I felt him pick me up with ease, and I couldn't help but smile more. I felt his arm extend out and I twirl out, and twirl back into his chest, giggling as I twirled and made it to his chest once more.










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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman


    I roll my eyes at her request. " Maybe if you were good, your parents would be too" I say, annoyance filling my lips. I walk in with her and I watched the couples. I see the Dauphin also known as the Prince of France with Queen Annabelle and I smiled as I watched them. They looked... unscripted. They looked like they were feeling, and moving, and experiencing than the couples who are forced to be near each other and to dance and to have babies... It looked right. Which almost made me sad cause some of the close staff members knew he had a plain looking mistress, but if love fails... They would have incredibly cute babies.

    I turn my eyes to the gorgeous princess I was forced to follow. I mean she was stunning. How her eyes were a deep sea blue, Icy but not as icy as Annabelle's, more warm, and vibrant like water. Her figure, dont get me wrong its hard to contain myself but the only quirk is that she had Father and mother issues and drank more than a whole brothel combined. I watch her make it over to the drinks and I took the wine out of her hand. " hmm nope. You can eat, talk , sit or you can dance" I say, looking at her and eyeing her almost challenging as you kinda had to with Eliza. Eliza was stone hard and called BS on anything or anyone and liked to do what she pleased. I understood that until I had to watch her and now all those incredible traits are kicking my *ss.


    I had a plot idea from the first episode king of but with a twist! Maybe Marceau's mistress gets jealous and she hires someone to like "deflower" Queen Annabelle to make her not legitimate. so it doesn't happen and Annabelle fights him off, and shaken, she sleeps with Marceau as she is so scared so it worked against his mistress ( but no one finds out it was the mistresses fault as like I want her to be around still ) and this would take place after the dance. and Maybe Eliza is walking by when the guards come in and she comforts Annabelle and gets her brother?

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    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    The way was quickly cleared as we walked hand in hand toward the middle of the room. A loose oval shaped around us as ladies and men gathered to watch us dance within each other's embrace. Before the music began I caught the eye of Clara, her expression was blank just simply fixated on Annabelle's form. Ignoring her for the time being I let my hands rest on Annabelle. I couldn't help but notice how my hands perfectly molded with the curve of her body. Just how tranquil everything felt at our close proximity. The music started slow and gentle at first as I lead the Queen through a graceful dance.


    Carefully supporting her I lifted her into the air briefly making her dress flow in a mesmerizing manner where the golden thread caught the light in just the right places and glowed with a warm light. I smiled and slowly let her feet touch the floor once again staring into her eyes and keeping her especially close for a moment before leading her into a spin. She moved elegantly like the Queen she was yet still with the joy of a young girl who seemed free of all of the world's problems. She came whirling back and I caught her within my arms with her pressed against my chest. I breathed in slowly inhaling the scent of roses and lavender. Her giggle sent a warm feeling throughout me and I breathed out lowly as I watched her for a few moments as the song came to an end, I could listen to the sound of her joyous laugh and never grow tired of it.


    Tilting her back just enough to send her hair cascading behind her and creating a curtain of blonde locks the final chord was struck on the instruments and the ball room came alive with a gentle applause. Bringing her back upright from the dip I walked with her to the outskirts of the room so others could begin dancing once more. For a moment I didn't really know what to say. I though this all would be easy, but I never felt the things I was feeling now when I was with Clara. Had I been wrong about loving her? "I'm afraid I find it even harder to believe now that men weren't lining up to dance with you." I have her a soft smile before continuing. "I have to speak with someone now, I'll be back with you in a bit." Excusing myself I moved away from her and searched for Clara.


    (Ooo sounds filled with drama! Should it be the night after the dance or a few days after? And by Anna sleeping with Mar you mean like doing the deed or literally just sleeping in the same bed with him because she was scared?)




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France


    Frowning at his words about my parents I wouldn't have minded having a glass of wine in my hand to pour onto his ridiculously handsome face for making such a comment. Luckily, there was some just nearby. Marching to the table I picked up a glass and turned to do just what I had in mind until he plucked it from my hand and gave me three simple options to choose from. Three. It was a good thing I could adjust well to conditions such as this. "Fine, lets dance." He wasn't going to get away so easily with making a comment like that. Not that I even cared that much, I was bit bored as well. Taking his hand in mine I half tugged half lead him through the crowd where everyone had their eyes on Queen Annabelle and my brother.


    Their movements were fluid and they moved like they were always meant to end up here, within each other's grasp and moving to this exact song; almost like fate had planned it. A small genuine smile appeared on my lips as I watched my older brother gaze into the woman's eyes. It was rare for me to smile like this anymore but somehow Marceau never failed to bring it out of me even when it was unintentional. It seemed liked hours but within minutes the music stopped and the royal couple moved off of the dancing floor.


    With Leo's hand still grasped in mine I moved to an open spot between two other couples. I found myself almost wishing I didn't have an ulterior motive for dancing with him. That we were simply dancing for the fun of it. But then reality hit me, I was a rather terrible dancer and quite the klutz, no one would willingly dance with me. As a rather fast paced song began my heart began racing. Lord, this was going to just end with me making a fool of myself. Exhaling lowly I went though the routine moves I was taught as a child. Occasionally stepping on his feet, both on purpose and on accident, I couldn't help but laugh. "Is this what you want? Be honest. You know I'm better off with a cup of wine in my hand." I nearly bumped into a neighboring couple and I slipped out of the way just before the noblewoman and I collided.


    (I honestly don't know where I was going with this? Lmao sorry its terrible, I'll edit it later if its weird and hard to reply to)




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland

    [just sleeping in the same bed ahaha]

    I just felt giggly as I loved the feeling of his hands on me. When he dips me I couldn't help but close my eyes and get lost with the feeling. Reality struck when people started cheering and I opened my eyes in time for when Marceau guided us away to the outskirts. It was silent between us a little, how we danced and how we- or at least how I felt was just... insane. I hear his comment and I felt my cheeks go rosy, " thank you ahaha I guess you proved them to be silly tonight" I say, talking about the men who didn't want to dance with me. I hear him say goodbye as he was going to go talk to someone and I nodded. My heart sank as we had just... Almost connected out there and I knew he was going to his mistress straight away. I didn't let myself appear upset as I did not have that luxury to. I simply walked and gabbed a glass of some red wine which totally contradicted my look; as white wine more matched my looks and dress but I really didn't care about those details.

    I took a couple sips, feeling myself get anxious and I made my way to my lady in waiting, Mary who was talking up a nobleman. I partook in the conversation as I needed to know the noblemen and such and I wanted to help spruce up my friend as I knew all of my girls were looking for husbands. As I spoke, my eyes couldn't help but to drift off and look at the crowd, my eyes almost instinctively looking for Marceau and I saw him with a certain dark haired girl. I turn my head and I took a deep breath, and when I released my breath I smiled. Queens had to be happy. I knew I couldn't be mad, I had no right, I was even mad just... I don't know maybe lost? Jealous? Insecure- hmm no but I wasn't exactly feeling the most confident in the situation. I just had mixed feelings and I hated it. I started to semi- like this prince and I knew that could get me hurt. I wanted to be distant and cold like I ws with every other male in my life but I couldn't and perhaps I will be the one to pay for it.








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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman


    I could tell my words angered her. They were the truth but I did know I happened to be out of line a little. But what could I do? Say sorry and have any authority I did have in her eyes go away? Not a chance. SO i let us linger in silence for a while until she spoke up. I looked at her as she considered the three options I gave her and none included alcohol or bad things which I thought made me get an A in my book anyway. She chose dancing and I couldn't even make a witty comment before I was dragged with her to the side lines. I looked at her as she watched the glowing couple. Her eyes wide, almost when she was a little girl and she would attend to these balls and she would be in awestruck. Her beautiful blue eyes wide as she looked entranced and in love with her brother and Queen Annabelle dancing. It made me smile. I look away though as I didn't need to stare and I watched the royalty dance. It was funny, there height difference was fair but they were still so in sync. Not just moves but in actual connection, they looked happy, they looked lost with in themselves. I for one couldn't wait for them to rule together, as a united team would be better for everyone.

    As the engaged people left, I felt Eliza pull me on the dance floor and I chuckle. " You dont like using your words hmm?" I ask as she has dragged me here without much word. I danced with the beautiful princess but quickly realized she could not dance to save her life; my feet could sure tell also. She had the core steps there but she was just a little off and clumsy; like she hadn't practiced in a long while. I leaned into the blue eyed beauty " I let me lead you, keep a simple three step" I say and lean out and I guided her to show her what the three step was, and I gently lead us with dancing. It was getting better and by better I meant less steps on my feet as we were starting to get the hang of it, " see look you actually can dance Eliza" I say with a smile.

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    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    Catching sight of Clara's brown locks I weaved through numerous bodies toward her. Her hair was braided and twisted into a bun with a few strands of hair left out to frame her face. "My lady, who are you all dressed up for?" I jested lightly while looking her up and down and she in turn, laughed. "Oh no one really..." She teasingly shrugged though it was obvious she had gotten ready for the sole purpose of getting my attention. "Let us dance now, my love." She rested her hand on my arm gently ushering me to the dance floor once more. I didn't resist and willingly followed, but her words caught me a bit off guard. We had never called each other 'my love' it was strange that she would start now. Brushing it off I let her walk me to the middle where everyone in the room had sight of us no matter where they where they stood.


    The musicians were currently in the middle of the song and apparently Clara didn't have the patience to wait until the next one. After dodging between twirling bodies she finally stopped and turned to face me, briefly glancing behind her at someone as if making sure whoever it was, had a clear view of us. I glanced beyond her to see who she was looking at but before I focused on anyone in particular Clara began dancing. Not having the option to look around more I soon held her close and danced with her to the rhythm of the instruments. It was simpler than when Annabelle and I danced but it was still enjoyable. She didn't curve into my hands like we were made for each other and she certainly wasn't as elegant as a certain blonde Queen.


    At that thought I glanced up and immediately I found myself looking for Annabelle as Clara and I merged back into the nobles after our short dance. A heavily satisfied look flashed on her expression and I raised a brow intuitively. "What are you so happy about?" She shook her head dismissively and didn't speak on the matter.


    Brushing off her silence I excused myself from her presence. She was acting strange, smug almost though not to me exactly. It was like she was proud of dancing with me, how could that be when we danced so many times before? Adjusting my black and gold coat I walked to the refreshment table and took a glass of wine. I didn't look to see which kind it was before drinking a bit of it. Clara was acting odd and I, against everything I predicted actually genuinely enjoyed the presence of the Queen. Things were disarray yet no one seemed to notice.


    (No your post is fine I was just busy with starting a big group thread and with school, sorry!)




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France


    I glanced up at Leo as he asked about me using my words. It was a bit rhetorical, I didn't have to reply, but of course I did anyway. "Not when I can get my messenge out loud and clear without wasting my breath." I smiled innocently before bringing my foot down on his once again. Why was I purposely hurting the poor man? I was mad, not about what he had said, he spoken the truth and I couldn't stay mad about that. Now it was more the exasperating realization that my family had practically assigned me a caretaker. Did I look like a child that needed watching over? No, but I admittedly acted like one by letting myself get carried away with drinking and other things.


    In the brief moment I was lost in my thoughts the nobleman had leaned forward and murmured about leading me through the dance. Before I could snap that the last time I stepped on his foot was entirely on purpose, he had already pulled back and began going through the steps. I didn't have time to be angry as I concentrated on my movements so I was no longer assailing his feet.


    Somehow Leo managed to move fluidly and with a certain grace that made him even more attractive. "I never said I couldn't, what are you implying Leo?" I glanced at him expectantly but couldn't help the playful smile that broke my facade. Moving outward into a spin I managed to go through the motion without bumping into anyone which was a pleasant surprise in itself.


    (Thank you for being patient! <3)




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld

    Queen of Scotland


    I watch my fiance dance with his mistress. Sipping on my wine as I watched the two dance. Several times she would make eye contact with me and try to boast and make me feel jealous. I just watched; as it looked like she rally wanted met to watch. My blue eyes eyeing her down but I didn't know why she was doing this. Im just here for my country, Im sorry our man is the one I have to marry but it looks like you still have him so why show him off to me like I don't already know his heart is elsewhere?

    I could tell the King was getting nervous as the situation, after all they were suppose to keep me happy and to convince me to marry into France. I see him come up and he smiles " are you enjoying tonight?" I smile " Very, I love watching people dance." I could see him look at his son and mistress dance and I could see his ears get red and it made me chuckle, yeah I was jealous but not mad, he loves her; he should dance with her.

    "Here how about you dance with my closest friend; Lord Charles. He might need your elegance " I chuckle " no no its okay-" but the king insisted so I danced with the noble Charles. He was french, but he also had Portuguese in him so immediately he went for the tango for us. I wen't on the dance floor after my fiance and I blush " I don't know, I haven't danced the tango in a-" I say and stopped as he pulls me to him and we began dancing this close and thrilling dance. I remembered all the steps which was good but more importantly I did it to have fun and I did;we did. I feel him twirl me as the last note ended and we both stop and smiled as the king clapped loudly. Hey I made him happy, I made a new friend and I had fun.

    I go and grab my wine again and to catch my breath after that dancing.











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    Leo E. Beaumont.

    Nobleman


    I could see her sourness change as we danced. " I mean you moves would tell differently" I joke as she bumped into people. I see her pump into Marceau's mistress Clara and I chuckle at the movement. She was ballsy, I would give her that. She was able to still be a kid almost in such an adult world. The fact she could still have fun or be able to be foolish was something envied. I had to grow up when I was thirteen; to make money for my family and to educate yourself so I could be where I am right now. Sometimes you don't know what you got until you loose it like how I did about my childhood but with Eliza, it felt like she knew what she'd loose if that makes sense, So she didn't want to throw the fun away.

    I see this dance end, and The queen and the fellow nobleman Charles dance to the tango; I knew it was the Kings doing as he was always one to get Charles to dance with company. I looked at Eliza, " lets do the tango" I whisper an I held her hand with one and with the other went to her waist and I suddenly pulled her against me. Occasionally looking at Annabelle and Charles who were killing it as I needed to refresh what to do but I think I nailed it. I lifted Eliza up at the same time Annabelle was lifted and it felt like we were doing a show. I followed Charles lead as I walked behind eliza and hand grazed her cheek then down to her hips where I dipped her and then spun her. This dance was almost sexy. I looked at the beautiful Eliza who besides buming into people was actually very elegant and beautiful. I loved seeing her focused face when she danced; it brought character to her rather than her being perfect.




    MARCEAU CLEMENT DEGARMO

    Dauphin of France


    Before I could slip away from the grasps of the nobles and council members that were scattered throughout the room, I had gotten included into a conversation. Unsurprisingly it was about the benefits France would receive if the marriage was finalized. Letting out a subtle defeated sigh I barely engaged in the conversation as they droned on about the best ways to win women over as if they were helping me. I opened my mouth to make an excuse that I had to speak to my father but before I could utter a sound a hand clasped over my shoulder. Turning with a confused frown I quickly recognized the man before me as Raphael. He was a council member's son just a few years older than me, he was like a rambunctious older brother of mine that always gave good advise. "Marceau, you are clearly insane aren't you?" His tone was low the the others around us couldn't hear him calling his prince insane. "You have the Queen of Scots - who happens to be a very alluring - all for yourself and you chose to spend your time with that bland girl Clara. Every man here, especially myself would be all over her but here you are letting her dance with some oaf." I didn't fully process his words as I was irritated that I was being lectured. "Raphael, you would be all over a harlot if one stayed around you long enough." I retorted and took a drink from my glass as I went over his words once more.


    He had chuckled a bit and continued chastising me when I suddenly realized what he had said and pulled the glass from my lips. Turning away from him and in the direction of the dancing bodies my green gaze quickly found Annabelle's figure in a lively dance with Lord Charles. "You need to focus on her for now, forget about that other girl until you two are married. If you don't care for her she'll find someone that does, you know I'm right." An impish look crossed his features and I shook my head. "Yes I know, and I hate you for it." I halfheartedly spoke and he rolled his eyes, knowing that I didn't truly mean it. I broodingly stood and watched as Charles held my betrothed closely and swept her across the floor in the amorous dance. When they stopped and brightly smiled at each other the King applauded them and I immediately knew he had been behind the pairing. Without another word to Raphael or the others I walked to where Annabelle stopped to take a small break. "I see you've met Charles. That was an...interesting dance." I lacked better words for it. It was intimate and had certainly sparked a bit of jealousy within me that I struggled to keep hidden. "Where did you learn that from?" I casually averted the conversation in a more neutral direction so I would't say anything out of impulse.




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    ELIZA RENEE DEGARMO

    Princess of France


    It seemed like we had only been dancing for a few moments when the musicians played the last chords and I smiled softly. Saying my thanks and starting to let my feet carry me back to the sidelines I was stopped short by his suggestion. My eyes brightened at his words, I absolutely adored the Portuguese dance, it was spirited and amorous in the best of ways. I let him take my hand once more and felt the other travel to my waist. Before I could make a remark about it though, Leo brought me significantly closer to him and I let out a small squeak of surprise. My cheeks burned and I uncharacteristically averted my gaze for a few moments. I couldn't complain though, the feel of his muscular body against mine wasn't something I was in a hurry to get rid of.


    I felt myself being lifted into the air and I kept my hands on his shoulders to keep myself steady. As soon as I was back on the floor Leo was behind me in a single fluid movement and I turned my head to keep my eyes on him. His fingers left a trail of fire in their wake as they traveled from the side of my face to the rest of my body, but I found myself welcoming it. Going into the spin I grinned, I felt so light and carefree, something I hadn't felt in a good while. Slowing form the spin I stopped just before the dark haired man with my hands resting on his chest. I took in his brown hair and strong jawline in for a few heartbeats when I made the mistake of briefly glancing over his shoulder. My eyes immediately locked onto the cold gaze of my mother who was glaring daggers at us, this was clearly not the outcome she was expecting when she ordered Leo to keep an eye on me. Taking my hands away and creating space between us I spoke, "You're not bad, but I've danced with better." I teased a bit and lead the way to a table. "You can go drink and talk. I'll be good." I offered lightly, I didn't really feel the need to drink and make my mind hazy, I wanted to remember this night, it was fun.




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    Annabelle Marie Dunkeld ♚

    Queen of Scotts


    ― I went and let myself sit down at a small table with my wine. Truth be told I was exhausted and having a corset that dug into my skin was getting to be a lot. I had fun dancing; though such a dance was also a lot as I had to be very close with someone who wasn't my Fiance. It made me more comfortable that the King paired us together and such.

    I see Marceau and I smile at his handsome self, " sit sit" I say with a smile as I took a sip of my cold wine. I I hear him speak up and I raise my eyebrow at him, " Interesting hmm?" I say with a little smile as his word choice lead me to believe he was upset or jealous. Him being jealous would be a funny thought as men never get jealous about me and he was just dancing with his mistress so I just didn't get it.

    " I learned the tango about two years ago when I was engaged to the prince of Spain, I was forced to learn it so I did." I say with a small chuckle. In reality I had to dance the tango everyday with little food as they said if we were to be wed, this had to be the wedding dance and I couldn't mess up; those were bad times. With Charles it was fun though, I had nothing against the dance, I just knew if I were to dance it with Marceau my cheeks would forever be pink. " The king wanted us to dance, so I just went along with it, it was fun though" I say, I felt the need to explain that I didn't go off with a noble by choice and danced such a close dance, I felt weird but telling him the king set us up made me feel less bad... Why did I even feel bad? He just danced with his mistress? Oh Annabelle.

    I smile at him as I suppressed a yawn, " Hows your night going?" I ask as I bit my bottom lip to ease my nerves but quickly stopped as it wasn't a "queenly'' thing to do




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    Leo E. Beaumont♚

    Nobleman


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    I smile as the dance ended, I could see her get flustered when my hands were on her; it made me smirk quite a bit. She looks at me as shes in my arms and I get lost in her blue eyes. " I think Im a pretty good dancer." I say with a laugh as I looked at her. I mean being real, I was a better dancer in bed if you got my drift. I see her look off to the direction of her parents and I felt her literally and mentally get distant.

    I hear her talk about how I could go and it kinda upset me, I was now just not of her interest, but piecing her moms glare wit it all, I grew to understood it. " Okay, Ill talk to you in a bit okay?" I say, not fighting it as I didn't want to fight with her, if she wanted that then I wasn't going to throw some power trip that I had to be with her. " Your brother and Annabelle are over there, They might actually wanna talk to you when your sober" I say and my hand lingered on her back until I walk away.

    I made my way over to the king and he smiles. " My daughter is actually sober, nice job" I nod, I mean I wouldn't say sober compared to what she drank earlier but she was acting like a lady. " My son-" He began and I knew I would be in the Scotland and France situation. " Denmark has been talking to Scotland. Annabelle has been upfront with me , If she doesn't think France will get Scotland what it needs she will go to Denmark. But So far Scotland is giving us timber and grain and were giving troops, we'll have a meeting about it sometime this week." I nod, not wanting to hear work at this time but I had to as it was the king.