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it was quite early, the sleep not yet leaving antonia’s eyes. she should be used to waking up early, but her swiss bed was calling out her name, willing her to curl back into the sheets for a few more minutes. sleep must wait, however, as she had a duty to fulfill. the door to the chamber opened and antonia stood to greet the visitor. “good morning,” the seamstress said, bowing her head slightly. “do you have something that needed mending? or perhaps an order you would like to put in?” she still couldn’t believe she was standing in switzerland talking to princes and princesses as customers. it was completely maddening. @1642hqs-starters
Elizabeth was surprised when she didn’t see the familiar face of her country’s seamstress “Oh. I’m sorry I thought this was someone elses room...I was told she was here.” Maybe there had been some confusion, she had just asked a guard. In fact for all she knew the lovely woman she knew was still in Austria.















