allita hernandez

princess of cuba. twenty-six. betrothed to phillipe de orleans. 

[allitaofcuba]

silkcnrose‌:

“i thought i had a little longer. my elder sisters not yet married even, i thought the pushing would come later…i am sorry you will be away from your brother now” natural SADNESS for the other, a mutual sense of understanding r a d i a t e d from the youngest windsor, knowing that they were, all of them here, at least not alone in their situation. “i am trying to remain hopeful rather than fearful, but it is a curious thought. it seems the both of us are to become queens’”expectation had always been that she would either marry an english noble or move to another country, but it felt FAST now, UNEXPECTED.

allowing the g e n t l e hand of the other, she gave a upcurling of lips, nodding at the gesture, ENCOURAGED. a woman was a warrior, and they could come through this. “the men have their battlefields, and i suppose this is our own. i’ve always hoped for love in marriage, and i’ll keep wishing for that good now” ARDENT hopefulness with a merry rise of voice.

the princess raised a brow. “you as well huh? it seems there’s a few of us. i’ve been told the princess of scotland is to wed the new king of denmark as well.” she looked out into the crowd. “there must have been something we have done right to be chosen for a king. it’s an honor but it is also terrifying. the thought of becoming a queen to a kingdom i know nothing about makes me nervous. i don’t want to be seen as unfit to the french.”

“as long as i’m here you can confide in me. whatever nerves, or thoughts you need to let out i will always be around to listen. we will get through this and we will do our best to be the queens those countries deserve.” she said softly. 

[allitaofcuba]

gasoliinehearts‌:

The Crown Princess of The Netherlands had been announced already but this wouldn’t have been her first royal gathering, but there were certainly some personalities that she hasn’t experienced yet. She felt as confident as ever. However, Juliet had instructed her bodyguard to not stray too far from her but to keep his distance. She wasn’t sure who she should trust. Then, she found something completely irresistible. “Politics aside, this food is divine.” She spoke to someone nearby.

the cuban princess laughed softly at her comment. “it is good. but you haven’t lived til you’ve tried our food back in cuba. trust me you’d be in heaven after one little bite. --- but i am definitely enjoying the food here.” 

[allitaofcuba]

silkcnrose‌:

normally an occasion like this would be one that katherine would delight in. the heart of the english court, she provided a life and enjoyment with every step, always eager to then carry this on at events. it felt her time, regaling in being able to dance away, share talk with other members of the court, amuse herself and them. today however, was a slight bit different to the normal attitude she took. some creeping of nerve walked within her, still unsure as to who she would be betrothed to, and still wondering about what, in the end, her partner would be like. still, she tried to keep her head up, gentle curls of blonde airing about her head in small bobs as she walked around, keeping lips perked upwards, keeping a brightness upon her expression, though hands fell absentmindedly to fidget at her waist. 

“i suppose being betrothed had to happen some time, though i hoped for a more romantic situation than this. so many of us, sold away into marriage all at once, it’s hardly a dreamy thought” katherine remarked in a light air, witnessing the sights around her, only hoping that it would be so happy a time as she’d hoped her eventual betrothal at home would be. 

the princess of cuba looked at her with a soft gaze and nodded. “sadly it was going to happen for all of us soon her or later. my father was always pushing for a marriage for me before passed, and then my brother was a little more gentle about the subject once he became king. mainly because he’s very protective of me and would never want to lose me.” she said quietly. “i try to not look at it as me being something sold. but it is truly terrifying to now that soon i will become the queen of france.” 

she gently took the womans hand and squeezed it gently. “we are strong and fierce and we will get through this. you never know, maybe something good will come out of our marriages. maybe even love. it’s best to make the most out the situation we’ve been put in.” 

[allitaofcuba]

philippcs‌:

philippe knew how to handle political discourse and military strategies because that’s what he had been taught since he was a young prince, but when it came to actually sitting down and talking to someone on a personal level, he was stumped. giving a slight nod of his head, he searched among his thoughts for something else to say. “i hope you’ve been enjoying the feast so far, your highness. i can’t say i’ve ever been to a russian banquet before, so i’m not sure what to expect.” taking a look around the table, philippe noticed various foods that he had never tasted before. all of it looked very different than what he was used to eating in france. and it didn’t help that there were also a lot of people around the table. “i was thinking that we could take a stroll around the gardens after we finish eating, if that is okay with you.”

“it’s definitely different from the feasts back in cuba, and now that i know i will not return home i have to say i will miss the food we have back home.” she said quietly as she looked around at some of the foods chosen with a scrunched nose. “i always said once you’ve tasted spanish or cuban specialties you’ll never want any other food again. but i’ve also heard that the dishes made in france are quite divine.” she looked over to him softly when he asked if he could take a walk with her after they have eaten. “i would like that very much your majesty.” the king of france was truly a very handsome man. his eyes stood out to her and his curly locks. she was honored to have been chosen for him, but also nervous that she would not be seen as fit to be queen by the poeple of france. 

[allitaofcuba]

philippcs‌:

( @allitaofcuba )

as far as he could remember, it was the first time philippe had felt nervous about attending a public event. he had been taught that, as a king, he shouldn’t show any ounce of nervousness, that he should always appear composed and in control of his emotions. but it was the first time that he was going to meet someone that he’d eventually have to marry and there were no instructions for how to handle that. for the banquet, he decided to put on his finest clothes, exotic jewels adorning his fingers. and with that, he decided he was finally ready to attend the feast along with a couple of his attendants. philippe looked around and saw that he was a bit late, the room filled with royals from all the different countries. a servant showed him to his seat, which happened to be next to his betrothed’s. “it’s a pleasure to finally get to meet you, your highness. i’m king philippe of france,” he greeted her, voice as formal as possible.  

the king of france, they arranged for her to marry the king of france. it was safe to say that allita was stunned by the news. she wasn’t ready to leave her family, nor become queen of a country she barely knew. she knew that one day they would choose for her to marry. but she didn’t expect to a king. she was dressed in a bright red gown and was staying close to her brother. terrified to really talk to anyone. she knew that she would have to meet her betrothed eventually but when he sat right beside her she tensed. her big brown eyes turned and locked with his. “your majesty.” she bowed her head gently. “i am allita, princess of cuba. it’s an honor to meet you.” 

[allitaofcuba]

| ANA DE ARMAS, SHE/HER, FEMALE | Allow me to introduce Allita Hernández, the twenty-six year old princess from Cuba. One of the cooks told me that she is romantic + stubborn but the servants say otherwise. Did you know that she is promised to marry Philippe De Orleans? How intriguing! 

allita is the bright, romantic and compassionate woman. she’s the second oldest of her siblings. when she was twenty-five, her father king alberto hernandez was murdered by a lunatic who no longer wanted him on the throne. he was poisoned during her birthday banquet and it destroyed her. she has been broken ever since, as well as her siblings and mother.

her brother was not ready to be king, but allita stood by his side and helped him as she prepared to take the thrown. she knew he would make a great king for cuba just like her father. the pressure for marriage has been on allita since the day he was crowned.

allita new she had to marry soon and for the good of her kingdom. but she was terrified of the thought of marrying a total stranger. she wanted to marry for love. though she knows that’s not something most royals find.

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