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elisabeth-of-burgundy:

“Oh I certainly do, it can be very entertaining as well as insightful. I wish you would feel strongly about my mother- in front of her,” she giggled. “If a wedding is involved, then I will certainly be there. Especially if it is to be held in France. I have always thought that the French are rather gifted at celebrating. And I suppose we are cousins of a sort.” Indeed, the royals of Burgundy were a branch of the Capetian monarchy, the previous monarchy of France before the Kings of Valois. “Do not fear, my dearest friend. I will not stay there for long as I am sure the King and Queen will have more important things to do. But I suppose my mother will expect me to visit more frequently from then onwards. And I suppose the Prince will have to visit his future kingdom at some point too. There is so much to discuss! We must have one of our sleepovers again. The winter brings darker evenings which are just another excuse to withdraw earlier- otherwise mother will question you for hours about what is going on in France. The servants can bring delicious treats to our room- just like when we were children.”

“Perhaps with a couple more glasses of wine, we shall get lucky with my temper when your mother returns -- although I’m sure that my father wouldn’t be happy receiving an angry letter from her as consequence.” Genevieve said, thinking it would be rather funny to be straight with Elisabeth’s controlling mother. Gen rolled her eyes, taking a seat next to Elisabeth, “The french are most definitely gifted at celebrating. Sometimes I think we’d be better off if we weren’t so predisposed to throw grand and elaborate celebrations. Her assurances meant a lot to Genevieve for she didn’t want to think about an extended period of time when she would not be able to hear about her close friend’s life and adventures. “Well let us get this get together officially started, then. What would you like to know? What huge secrets do you know/understand?” Gen asked, sipping her drink, as her inquisitive eyes kept looking towards Elisabeth in her.

prinz-friedrich:

“Thank you, but I fear that it is the court who will need to be shielded from Isobel. She is too clever and before you know it, she will have reformed all their practices if she desires it. Keep her on a leash,” he jokingly teased, “we want an alliance with France, not a war. I do hope you will show me the pleasures of France, as I am sure your country is beautiful outside of the court.” And he knew he would need some distracting at times, as whilst he criticised the French court, he would not turn down an invitation from a beautiful courtier to join her in bed.

Genevieve laughed, it was nice that there would be someone at court with the capacity to shake things up, she had no doubt that Isobel would make changes at court that were probably long overdue. “I think I’ll enjoy having your sister around court, it will make things better, of that I am fairly certain.” she told Friedrich, her arm was wrapped around his and she held on for warmth against the bitter cold. “And an alliance has been made, so it is only fair that France shows you its beauty and hospitality, it would be fun to have you visit us, and I’m sure your sister would like having you there too. Less unfamiliar faces and all that..”

french-louis:

He sighed, looking to the ceiling for a brief moment. “I think we both know that is not why you did not tell me you were leaving. You have said goodbye to me many times before. Have things not changed? Have we not changed?” Louis had noticed how the two of them pretended to go on like nothing had happened. They had simply been civil with each other, formal, like many other families would be. But their family would never completely be like that, though to him, it was looking more like a potential reality. He could not remember the last time he had spoken with Jacques- and his brother had disappeared to Naples or somewhere else, again. Things were better with Henriette and would continue to be if Louis agreed to the marriage. But with Genevieve- their disagreement had continued for long enough.

“Burgundy was just a chance for me to escape... all of this. I know how I used to approach you and bid you goodbye before but that was before everything happened. I didn’t think you would care, I thought you might even be grateful for more distance between us.” Genevieve said honestly, sighing and taking a seat leaving on seat as a gap between her and Louis. “A lot of things have changed father... but if it makes you feel better, it didn’t please me to know I had left and not said goodbye to you... it felt wrong, I’m sorry I did it.”

french-louis:

Louis sat alone at the empty table, staring at the goblet of wine that always seemed to be in his hand. A figure passed him, but he did not need to look at them in order to know who it was. “They tell me you went to Burgundy not long after our visit to Sweden. And you did not think to tell me?” His voice was as calm as his facial expression, and had they not been, perhaps his words would have been more severe than they actually were.

Genevieve expected to find her siblings there with her father so it wouldn’t be so awkward when they saw each other. Usually, before going on any trip she would have come to him first and bid him farewell. It had been something that she’d grown accustomed to doing whenever she was to go somewhere for an extended period of time, it was just recently before her trip to Burgundy to see Elisabeth that she’d decided he probably wouldn’t mind her absence too much, considering the strain on their relationship as of late.

She stood still as he addressed her, “I did not think you would want to be interrupted from anything for something as silly as my saying goodbye.” Genevieve said, there was still a tension between them, but she couldn’t help but miss her father. In truth, she had probably acted to harshly against him in Scotland and she regretted her sharp tongue and temper, but at the same time she was hurting and the distance from Louis had been the cause of that heartache.

prinz-friedrich:

“You have caught me there, but there is a reason why I have been avoiding France. I have never particularly taken a liking to the French court. You are, of course, a marvellous exception. But perhaps I am just too accustomed to the German way,” he continued to tease, but also spoke sincerely.·“However, I will force myself to visit France if you will come to Germany. Though I suppose that I will be in France before you will be in my homeland- since the wedding is to be held there.”

“Oh trust me Friedrich, you’re not alone in those sentiments. I grew up in french court and probably am one of the frontrunners in my dislike of all the drama and deceit that goes on every single day.” Gen said, shaking her head at the internal chaos that happened at court.·“And if I am to be this marvellous exception, I will make sure that I am worthy of the title and ensure that your sister is cared for and shielded from all the chaos in whatever way I am able to.” Thinking about his offer, she nodded.·“You will definitely be in France before I’m permitted to go to Germany, but I promise that I will keep you entertained during your stay in France, away from court, and i will return the favor of your visit by coming to Germany as soon as the wedding madness is over.”·

elisabeth-of-burgundy:

Elisabeth slowly nodded, understanding where Elisabeth was coming from. Sometimes it was nice to escape from one’s family for a while, as much as she loved her sisters and mother. “Your temper has run wild… that does not sound good, but it also sounds very exciting and interesting,” she giggled. “It is not often that we get to express our feelings. But yes, I hear you have two weddings on the way! And do not worry, Gen. Change was bound to come eventually. I have been betrothed to the Prince of England for quite a few years, but now my mother is more keen than ever for us to meet. She is sending me to England soon, to “meet the Queen and her new son”, but she is far too calculating for it to be that simple. I know what she is doing.”

“Well, you know how I can get when I feel strongly about something.” Gen said, biting her lip and shrugging her shoulders at one of her oldest friends who undoubtably knew a lot about her. “Oh I’m certain that when we actually start talking about it, you’ll get a kick out of my misery.” she said, laughing a little bit at how fun it was to be in such a light hearted environment with Elisabeth. “Yes, one for my brother and one for my brother. France will definitely be flooded with celebrations and foreign nobles in the coming months, I just hope you’ll be there to keep me sane,” Genevieve frowned, hearing that Elisabeth too was going to leave soon. “I’m all too familiar with that kind of manipulation... you’re right, nothing is as simple as that. But I have to say that I’m saddened to hear of this news about you leaving Burgundy to England, for it means I will see you even less. We must make the most of this visit.”

elisabeth-of-burgundy:

“Yes but, I did not think you would come so quickly after having received my letter,” she said with a happy smile. “I am happy to hear that being in Burgundy will lift your spirits, but I do hope that doesn’t mean you are having a terrible time at home,” Elisabeth confessed as she hugged her friend’s arm tighter. Then she began to lead her into the great hall and signalled to a nearby servant to bring them some wine. “I am the same as always- and I am not sure whether that is a good thing or not. But everything is about to change.”

“I think that if I am to be honest with you it was much escaping from home fueling my speed at coming here, as wanting to see you.” Gen admitted, she loved Elisabeth and knew that spending some time with her away from her family would do good for her countenance. “My temper has run wild a couple of times too many, there is a lot to tell you.” she said, walking with Elisabeth to the great hall as she held on to her arm. “I would give anything for things to be the same, everything is changing in terms of my family and court... What do you mean, Elisabeth? Does something trouble you?”

alexandrinaofbrittany:

“Have you ever fallen for someone that makes your heart thunder in your chest and everything they say is like a song to your ears?” Alexandrina couldn’t help but ask as she stared into her tea cup, her mind a million miles away from her companion.

“With a declaration like that, I can only assume that you have?” Genevieve asked, overhearing the other woman, even if she wasn’t sure that her whispers were meant for her to hear. “I don’t know if I’ve felt love to that calliber, but if I had, I would certainly strive to keep that love close.”

prinz-friedrich:

The two walked together, using each other’s bodies for warmth. It was nice to be with her again after all these years. “Yes, reconnecting is always good! And Sweden is a beautiful country,” he agreed. “But not as beautiful as Germany,” he added teasingly. “You should come and visit again some time. When was the last time you came to my beloved homeland?”

She found herself not believing that someone could change their appearance so drastically, the man who she was walking with was completely different to the teenager who she deemed anything but attractive in their youth. “By Germany, you mean France?” she teased, showing pride for her own home the way that he did with his, “Since I’ve been to Germany? I don’t even remember the last time I was there-- probably the same amount of time as has taken place since the last time I saw you. But, you are not off the hook, Friedrich. When was the last time you visited France?”

elisabeth-of-burgundy:

“Gen!” Elisabeth exclaimed with a huge grin as she began to quickly make her way down the staircase and towards her good friend. “I am so happy to see you. Thank you for coming,” she added as she happily entered into the embrace. “How have you been?”

“Of course! You invited me, did you not? I’m sorry it’s taken so long for me to come for a visit. I’ve only just returned from Sweden, but I came as soon as your letter reached me.” She had missed her friend, it had been lonely without Elisabeth, one of her dearest friends from her childhood, around to talk to in person. “I’ve been well.. busy, and tired, but being in a different place from home will no doubt lift my spirits. And how are you? You must tell me everything that you’ve been up to since we were last together.”

elisabeth-of-burgundy:

“I am afraid my mother is currently unavailable, but I am sure I can answer any questions you need to ask,” she said as she slowly descended down the staircase, her gaze fixed on the wooden steps beneath her feet. “Well, I assumed you had wanted to speak to my mother,” she added after contemplation, before she looked up and realised that the guest may have actually wanted to speak with her instead.·

Genevieve turned when she heard Elisabeth’s voice, grinning at her friend as she took down the hood of her cloak so that she would know that she had not come all the way from her father’s castle to speak to her mother.·“Now why would I want to speak to your mother when it’s infinitely more enjoyable to speak to you directly?” Gen asked, rushing to meet her friend at the bottom of the steps to give her a warm embrace.·“It’s been far too long, Elisabeth!”·

prinz-friedrich:

“Of course,” Friedrich agreed with a smile, politely holding out his arm so that they may proceed. “With all the Royals here in Sweden, it is bound to get a little too much!” The fresh air that immediately hit them upon entering the gardens was welcome. For a brief moment, he closed his eyes, taking in the tingling sensation as the icy winter weather brushed against his skin. “A wonderful idea, Genevieve. So how are you liking Sweden so far?”

Genevieve took Friedrich’s arm and involuntarily got closer to him when the brisk winter chill went through her body as soon as they were outside, as if she was using him to keep warm. Laughing gently, Genevieve looked around in wonder, the landscape was so different to what she was used to from home, and she was enjoying being able to have a change in scenery. “I have to admit that I am really enjoying my time here.. the place is beautiful. And, reconnecting with friends from the past can never exactly be deemed a terrible time, can it?” she asked, looking at Friedrich now and directing her smile towards him.

prinz-friedrich:

He raised his eyebrows, smiling a little before replying.·“I suppose it was inevitable that we were to meet again. I believe we are to be brother and sister soon, are we not?” The words tasted sour in his mouth- the thought of Genevieve being his sister was paradoxically appealing and revolting at the same time. Friedrich knew he would love to have her as a sister, but the feelings he had as a child had not been sisterly. It would be a relationship he would have to grow to like, as he knew that whilst their childhood together had been blissful, there was no way that they could return to those days.·“Are you excited for the wedding?”

“In a funny twist of fate, I suppose we are.” she said, smiling at her childhood friend, remembering the times that they would playfully tease each other, and play around, how things had changed from then to now. She didn’t feel like speaking about the subject of their being family soon, instead she looked toward the beautiful gardens that their host country had just behind the windows.·“Very excited, there are times when I think that my excitement for the celebrations surpasses my brother’s, and it is his wedding. Would you accompany me to the gardens Friedrich? I’d like to take in some fresh air for a change.”·

Genevieve could spot Galen’s sulking figure from across the room, and while she was happy to see her friend, she was adamant to use this opportunity to scold him for not requesting her company while he was in France. She’d had to hear that he had been there from her aunt, and she was displeased that he would not even come to say hello. She walked over to him with her head held high, not curtsying as a show of rebellion against him. “Of course, you are in the corner of the room sulking with a chalice of wine in your hand. Why am I not surprised, Galen?” she asked, pursing her lips. “And I have a score to settle with you, my friend, for I have recently come to know that you had taken a little trip to France and not bothered to call on me or say hello, something I find incredibly annoying considering I always make it a point to say hello to you when I am in Brittany. Explain yourself, sir.” @clothofgcld

crownprincejacques:

“Not at this moment in time. It might be the only spare moment that I get whilst we are here” he replied with a small laugh. He knew that things were going to be busy at the moment, he was almost getting used to it. He supposed in reality that these meetings were a lot more important then the wedding plans in the big picture, but there seemed to be just as much going on.

“Oh, you know that you are always my first choice. Alas there are plenty who do not believe that should be true and keep handing me documents” he replied with a laugh. “You are my savour, truly” he replied, glad that no one had actually interrupted him before he had been able to find her.

“Well in that case you make it sound as if I should take advantage of the little time that I will get with you. I love it in Sweden, it is truly so beautiful and you should take some time out of your schedule to witness more of it away from the undoubtedly boring rooms that these meetings are held in.” She knew that Jacques had a lot going on in his life at the moment with these meetings and soon after, more talks about his wedding so she was happy to offer him a peaceful distraction.

“Second choice to a bundle of documents, I never thought that would be something that I could say about myself.” Genevieve walked beside Jacques and it felt good to be away from everyone else, “And don’t you forget that.” she said, looking around at the different selection of flowers that Sweden had on display. “How is father? You are spending a lot of time with him and we haven’t exactly been seeing eye to eye or speaking lately...”

prinz-friedrich:

In return, he graciously bowed, though his smile was unchanged. “I did not expect to see you here either, though I suppose I should have. We were all invited after all, but I have not attended such a large event in a while. It is still all a bit of a shock, yet you seem to be dealing with it rather well.” Friedrich paused for a moment, realising that he had been unnecessarily rambling. Perhaps nerves were getting the better of him. He did not know how to act around someone who had become a stranger, but was still so familiar at the same time. “How have you been, Princess Genevieve?”

Genevieve couldn’t keep a straight face when she was in front of Friedrich, she just could not stop her smile from being glaringly obvious, he had changed so much since the last time they saw each other but it was nice to see that he seemed like he was the same person, and he hadn’t been hardened too much by growing up. “It’s been years... and in those years I suppose that more or less you could say that I have been well. I hope that you have been well too, you look like you have been well..” now it was her turn to start rambling and she felt like a mess, not kept together like she usually was. “Friedrich.. really, I cannot believe that it is actually you. I should have expected to see you but I think that even if I had expected it, it would not change my reaction to seeing you again.”

crownprincejacques:

Jacques knew that all of the meetings were important, and he was perfectly happy to attend all of them. At the same time he was also exhausted and really just needed a few minutes away from all of it. The right thing to do maybe, but physically he was beginning to feel the tiredness seep in again. At least this time it was more physical than emotional. That was rare given all that was going on.

Seeing Genevieve he smiled, knowing he might slightly need to use her. “Genevieve, please tell me that you are free to walk around the gardens? I need an excuse to not have to talk pleasantries with someone” he confessed, knowing it was bad, but also knowing she was the only one he would admit it to.

@hrhgenevieve

Genevieve was fortunately not needed at the meetings so she was able to simply enjoy the things that had been planned around the castle. She was in the middle of a conversation with some German ladies when she felt her arm being taken by her twin, whom she was surprised but happy to see. “Of course I am free to walk around the gardens, but aren’t you needed at the meetings with father?” she asked, looking at Jacques so that he might be able to explain before he did and she was left laughing.

“Ah so you’ve sought out your twin sister as an second choice alternative, I am overjoyed to know that my twin simply wanted to spend time with me” she said through laughter as she took her brothers arm and walked with him anyway. “Fine, I suppose I will ignore the fact that I am your alternative option for company and take a walk in the gardens to save you from pleasantries and boredom.”

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