ET MON DROIT

❝ give me my robe, put on my 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓; i have immortal longings in me ❞ arthur plantagenet. king of england. var sc_project=11439833; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="0234464b"; var scJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://secure." : "http://www."); document.write("");

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PRINCESS ALEXANDRINA OF BRITTANY

She nodded. “I have,” Alexandrina answered with a nod. “I always cannot decide between home and Burgundy,” she admitted as she took a sip of her wine. “Oh, your brother’s marrying the Duchess-congratulations. And I wouldn’t turn away from this place neither-I wouldn’t dream of it-well, until I go back home to Brittany.”

“I have yet to have the honour to visit Brittany so I am afraid that I cannot share my thoughts on which is finer.” Arthur nodded slowly. “At some point he is to wed Duchess Elisabeth, though a date is yet to be arranged.” Arthur could only hope that the union would finally happen by summertide. 

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DMITRY, DUKE OF MOSCOW

          In spite of his reserved nature, Dmitry made his detest for travelling often clear to those closest to him, especially as far as Burgundy. If it had not been for the advantages that could be made for his country then he would have avoided the ordeal altogether. Alas, here he was – already loathing the excessive nature of the court. His thoughts came to a standstill upon hearing the monarch’s voice before turning slightly to him. “Indeed,” a satirical reply with his voice practically monotone, “perhaps they are overcompensating.”

Arthur stifled a laugh at the Duke’s comment. “And what do you think that could be for?” A dark brow quirked over the rim of the goblet as he raised it to his face to sip. “Is it much different in Moscow? I must admit I have never travelled further east than Sweden.” The Grand Duchy of Moscow had never really been of much interested to the English but things could always change.

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PRINCESS ALEXANDRINA OF BRITTANY

She had just arrived after Arthur, appearing next to him and nodded. “It is,” she admitted, taking the goblet of wine. “I keep wondering how they live in something this beautiful each time I come.”

“You have been here before?” He queried, not quite able to keep the surprise from his voice. “I daresay that the beauty will be lost on my brother when he marries the Duchess, he is still stubbornly devoted to his career with the army. Well.. better him than me, I have no head for battles. Although I would not exactly turn away a palace such as this.” He chuckled. Perhaps Arthur would have to consider refurbishing one of palaces back in England.

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PRINCESS ADALIE OF BURGUNDY

adalie was hiding around and was watching everyone pass her. her home had been busy, and she was tired but it was still exciting to see everyone around. the waitstaff were running around with wine and cheeses. “i would believe so. i am very glad to hear that you are enjoying yourself.”

“Your family have gone out of their way to ensure that things have gone to plan.” He commented before taking a sip from his goblet. “I do trust that you have been able to get some time to yourself for you have been working tirelessly of late.”

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Arthur entered the great hall of the palace, taking in the splendour around him. It was certainly true what they said, the Burgundian court spared little expense when it came to luxury. Taking a goblet of wine from a proffered tray, he turned to the one next to him. “It’s quite something, isn’t it?”

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QUEEN ROSEMARIE OF SCOTLAND

Rosemarie arched her eyebrows at her brother before narrowing her eyes slightly in confusion. What could cause such haste to Scotland? Not something bad she hoped. Her face immediately changed from the joyful one to a immensely worried expression, her eyes searching his for news of her siblings, her mother, her family.  Hopefully no harm had come to them. “A hasty trip? What would cause such haste brother?” Her voice shook the tiniest bit. She was not ready to lose another person she loved.

When Arthur spoke again, her eyebrows lifted again. For the better. Good news then. Her worry lifted immediately and she let out a sigh of relief. “I do hope it is truly amazing news you are here to deliver, because I believe my heart stopped for moment there.” The next breath she let out had a touch of laughter in it, the relief shining on her face.

“Only the best news, I promise. It was not not my intention to worry you.” Arthur insisted. Perhaps he should not have drawn telling Rosemarie out as much as he had so as to not to have worried her. “I wished to tell you in person, dearest, as I thought it unfair for you to be told in a letter and not as the rest of the family had been told.” He took a breath, barely being able to contain the grin on his face because he could still scarce believe it himself. 

“Adaline was delivered of a son. They are both well and we hope that both you and the King will join us for the christening.”

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QUEEN ROSEMARIE OF SCOTLAND

The second Rosemarie caught sight of her brother, her demeanour immediately brightened. It had been too long since she’d seen her brother and it filled her with joy. They had not seen one another since her wedding to the King of Scotland. She missed not only her brother, but her home.  “And surprise me you did, you scoundrel. You should have sent word. “ The tone in her voice was somewhat scolding, but her eyes and smile portrayed absolute happiness at the surprise.

Unable to stop herself, she turned her horse gently, circling him. “It is very good to see you. I missed you, you know. It has been much too long.”

Arthur couldn’t help but laugh. “It was somewhat of a last minute decision, I must admit. I travelled up here in great haste.” The retinue he had travelled north with was certainly smaller than he should have done but he did not want to waste time. James and their other sister were with the English court and had been told in person, so it was only fair that Arthur told Rosemarie before the news spread. 

“That it has. You will find home much changed, and for the better, I do hope.”

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PRINCE PETER OF ASTURIAS

“that is true, but i suppose that i could say something similar for every country,” peter said. their peace had been an easy thing to grasp, but others had taken much longer to forge. “oh well. it is only a suggestion, maybe she should wear one as well,” peter placed the poker next to the fire. “well it seems that we are in the same boat. i adore children and infants but seem to have some of the oddest hang ups about them. like the fact that i am sure that i will break the child or something.” peter waved his hand “of course, if you cannot visit soon that is understandable. i will prepare for the arrival of the three of you. it is an open invitation for whenever the muse strikes you to visit. your quarters are a permanent fixture.”

“That is very true.” Arthur agreed. Peace with some countries certainly came about easier than others. If it came about at all, that is. “I shall certainly keep it in mind to ask her.” Getting some extra furs put on the bed would certainly be the easier way to keep warmer than cloaks. He nodded in agreement. “Exactly that! No doubt I shall be having some long discussions with my mother upon our return to court.” If anyone would be able allay his concerns, it would be the dowager queen. “Thank you, Peter, truly. Perhaps not in the next year, but perhaps the year after. Ada is quite keen for the babe to not be raised by nurses.”

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PRINCESS ADALIE OF BURGUNDY

she knew that there was still something under arthur. she knew that she would be punished for any mistake that was made, even the mistakes of others. she was going to fight for adaline’s life, but his loathing could ruin her. “she is very well. she has been helping mother with her duties and writing to me diligently while i have been away. i could tell her to write to you if you would like.”

“I am glad to hear it.” Arthur nodded. “That would be nice. I think my brother could benefit from a letter from his betrothed.” He commented. Arthur hoped that the betrothal would nod be dragged out for much longer as he hoped to see his brother settled. “She must come and visit our court soon enough. I am sure you must miss her terribly.”

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QUEEN ROSEMARIE OF SCOTLAND

The one place the young Queen felt completely at peace was on her horse. It was away from all the hustle of the life at the palace and the political movements of everyone around them. A cough drew her attention and she gave a start, before smiling at the person who had appeared. “Hello there, what brings you out here today?”

It was news that Arthur felt was only right to give in person. Having made the journey up to the palace in Scotland, Arthur was more than a little surprised to find Rosemarie not within the warm confines of the palace. Making his way out into the grounds, cloak pulled as tightly around his body as he could manage, he set out to find his sister. 

“Am I not allowed to surprise my favourite sister?” He asked, an eyebrow raising. “It is good to see you, Rosemarie.” And he could not wait to tell her the latest development.

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PRINCESS ALEXANDRINA OF BRITTANY

“Congraulations on the baby,” she said with a bright smile, remembering when her children were born and she couldn’t wait to tell her husband. “It is evil, confinement,” Alexandrina agreed with him, her smile fading as she thought about it “Each time I was ready to have a child, I had to be confined-and I hated it.” She hated anything dealing with confinement, always have-it drove her nearly to madness and she always wrote to her husband or family, anything to try and keep her sane.

“Thank you. I am confident that the child will be a boy.” A boy to follow on in Arthur’s footsteps one day. “Yet the church dictate that it must be so.” And who were they to challenge the church, no matter how the disagreed with confinement. “Letters are not quite the same, are they?” He sighed softly. “We write daily, but as I said, they do not help dissipate the distance. I have a half a mind to disguise myself as a nun for the chance to see her.”

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PRINCE FRIEDRICH OF GERMANY

“I am sorry to hear it, unless you are perfectly content with only ruling a country. And yes, I am very happy that such an invitation came from Sweden. There are a selection of bloodthirsty Kings among us and I had believed the King of Sweden to be one of them. But it pleases me to see that he has embraced the path of peace. Yes, peace is formed through, well… peace. Though I must confess that the subject still continues to confuse me, sometimes I can see the benefit of bloodshed when it comes to peace, sometimes I cannot. I suppose it depends on the situation. Perhaps there sometimes needs to be bloodshed in order to defend peace.”

“I cannot say that I am wholly content, but is any king? I do what I can to have some free time, but it is not abundant.” Arthur nodded in agreement. “I was only loosely acquainted with the King prior to the summit but he has indeed pleasantly surprised me.” His brow furrowed at Friedrich’s next words. Perhaps Arthur was, as he had said to King Louis, naïve. Perhaps it was because he had never experienced battle firsthand - he simply could not understand how it could achieve peace. “I cannot say that I agree with you there.”

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QUEEN ADALINE OF ENGLAND

“Edward,” she agreed. Adaline knew how much it meant to Arthur and she had grown fond of the name. “Teddy,” she added in a soft tone, smiling down at the beautiful babe. One day he would become King Edward, but for now he was her little Teddy and nothing else mattered. “He is all ours now.”

She rested her head on his shoulder, giving him a moment with his son. As tired as she was, she hoped Arthur would stay with her a little bit longer, not wishing him to part so soon. It would take her at least a month before she could return to Westminster and she knew he couldn’t be travelling back and forth that often. “Talk to him, he seems to like that. Adalie says he recognises my voice. Maybe he does yours as well.”

Arthur felt in that moment, for lack of a better term, overwhelmed. He was overjoyed that both Adaline and their son were fine - that their son was finally here. He hardly knew what to do. “Teddy, yes.” He echoed in agreement, his voice soft. 

“I should hope that he does recognise your voice.” He chuckled. “After all, he has spent a great deal of time with you these past months.” Arthur was quiet for several moments, lost in thought. Sighing softly, he rested his head against hers. “You resemble your mother.” He told the babe in his arms. He hummed lowly, trying to remember the songs his mother had sung to him as a child.

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PRINCE PETER OF ASTURIAS

“she was always the most adaptable amongst us,” peter said with a sense of pride in his sister. “and also the most charming. i’d be more surprised if you said that people hated her to be quite honest. but we should all stay warm and cloaked. i suppose you could always use your cloak as an extra blanket.” he teased. “i would never miss it. i think i will love my nephew like the son i do not have while i still don’t have a son. i should get the practice i suppose,” peter poked the fire again. “they are well. there has been some experimentation with new crops and it has been a grand success. i am thinking about installing a new theatre for performances. and you are welcome to my home any time. i have a room saved just for you two.” 

“The relation between our two kingdoms has not always been as peaceful as it is now, I need not remind you.” It seems that all England required to forgive the sins of the past were a kind heart and a pretty face. “Somehow I doubt that Adaline would approve of me wearing a cloak to bed.” Arthur laughed. “You think you need to get some practice? Oh, Peter, I have not a clue what to do with a baby. I only have the vaguest memories of when my youngest sister was an infant. I am glad to hear of it. I doubt that Adaline or I will be able to visit you in the near future but I do thank you for the offer. Perhaps once the babe is older we will be able to take you up on the offer.” Arthur would have loved to have visited Asturias, but with Adaline’s rapidly approaching confinement he knew that it was not to be for the near future.

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PRINCESS ADALIE OF BURGUNDY

adalie was a less formal person than many people she was here. “all right. but just know that i am okay with your referring to me by my name whenever you want,” everyone was tense, and his own nerves were leaking over to hers. she was very tense every time it brought up. “i shall. she is my dearest friend, i would never be able to forgive myself if anything happened to her.” 

And Arthur would never be able to forgive the princess either. Not that he would tell her that, of course - he had more tact than that. But despite her assurances he could not say that he felt reassured. “How is your sister, Princess? It has been a while since we have last seen the Duchess.”

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PRINCESS ALEXANDRINA OF BRITTANY

A little smile crossed her lips as she nodded, though it faded when Arthur spoke about how he’d been the most miserable with her, not helping to agree with him-she missed her husband dearly, but no letter could be enough to lessen this distance. “I know how that feels,” she muttered. “How is she, your wife?”

“She writes that all is well in her letters and I should like to think that that is the truth and she is not sparing my feelings.” Arthur huffed slightly, a half-hearted smile tugging at his lips. “Confinement is a necessary evil, I do believe. But I daresay it will not be long until we are reunited for the babe is due. I must admit, I have been expecting a messenger to come charging into the palace each day.”