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hrh-rosette rosette of france .
Rosette’s eyes widened and her heartbeat became fast as she saw Reg freak out in front of her. in her head, she had convinced herself that Reg would be able to save her from this, that she just needed to keep calm till her best friend could get her out of this mess. The thought of Regina not knowing how to or not being able to help her hadn’t even crossed her mind. “oh merci mon dieu! { oh thank god ! } ” she sighed with relief as her best friend calmed down. “at least you can HAVE a drink!…pregnant women can’t drink right?” she was so clueless about all of this. “no. i….i’m scared that he’ll…i don’t know, not want this? our entire friendship would go down the drain and he’ll never so much as look at me again…or, he’ll offer to marry me and raise this kid, but out of obligation to our friendship and…and then i’ll be trapping this kid in a childhood where his parents don’t love each other. my childhood.”
‘ that’s on you two irresponsible children , ladybug , but i’ll drink for the both of us . ‘ while the sentence began with regina pointing her index at rosette , by the end of it she swatted at the air between them . she was shaken up , the news weren’t the welcome she was expecting from rose , but ... it’d be okay . slowly , the crown princess began warming up to the idea of another niece or nephew . rose’s words made her brows shot up and she nearly about scowled , shaking her head immediately . ‘ are you kidding ? that boy’s loved you for the longest time , i’ve told you a million times . i don’t think he’ll react with anything other than , well , maybe a little panic at first ... but overall ? he’ll probably be as happy as a monkey with a banana . ‘
theprinceorion orion of croatia .
“What’s so funny?” His brows furrowed together, not at all as amused as this woman was. “It’s just holes? Holes aren’t funny?” Were holes funny? Was he missing something? “Are you okay? Do you have some sort of condition that causes you to laugh about holes? I may love holes but I’m not qualified to treat that.”
with a mighty big effort on her side , regina willed herself to stop laughing , wiping her eyes and catching the tears that had started to rim her eyes . ‘ wooooh --- ‘ the monegasque breathed out , ‘ boy , you don’t know why i was laughing ? oh my --- ! absolutely eveything you said sounded dirty as hell . ‘
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writing a love letter and leaving a lipstick kiss mark at the bottom…. highest form of romance….
theprinceorion orion of croatia .
“Are you…” Orion trailed off, taking in her red-face and concentrated expression, as if holding something back. “Are you…laughing?” He asked with a raised brow. “What’s so funny?” The prince blinked, gesturing back to the hole. “The Queen likes her holes to be deep and damp. Yes, her and the king are very fond of people’s holes—what are you getting at?”
as he kept going , regina’s attempts at a discreet laugh were rendered useless and it only grew in volume and amount , falling in bouts of loud laughter , one of her hands clutching her belly as tears came to her eyes . ‘ sto - op ! please ---- !! stop talking about ho - oles . ‘ she managed out inbetween cackling , practically bent over herself .
hrh-rosette rosette of france .
This was bad, Rosette thought. this crisis was big enough that Regina was freaking out over it and she wasn’t even the one pregnant. “2 years ! I’m younger than you by 2 years ! not that big of a margin, Reg.” there it is, she thought as Reg starter her rant about unprotected sex and Rose’s head became hung while her eyes looked up at the other princess’s face. “don’t do it unless you want to end up with an STD or kids.” she replied to her rhetorical question. relief washed over her when Reg stopped herself from going into rant-mode. “i can’t get an abortion. i just…i can’t. i don’t have it in me.” she stated. “can you stop freaking out? because if you freak out, then i’ll freak out! one of us needs to be the adult and any situation in which I have to be the adult, is not a good situation at all!”
‘ lalalalalalala i can’t hear yooou ! ‘ the crown princess chanted , shutting her eyes and pressing her index fingers to her ears as for not listening when rosette called out their small age difference . children ? she loved them , she adored babies and kids and even teenagers , she’d learned to manage the tantrums and the poop and the ---- everything , but the thought of having kids of her own freaked her out , and rose was practically an extension of her own being . dropping her hands back to her sides , she nodded along to rosette’s words , who knew perfectly well what she’d repeated time and time and time again . she frowned , then sighed and for a split second it appeared that she’d calmed down as she bit down on her bottom lip , mulling over what the options were . but then her eyes widened again and she gestured randomly around with her arms , brows arched high . ‘ then this is a code fuckin ‘ blazing red situation because you are the adult ! ‘ but then she stopped , deep breaths and looking up and focusing on the birds that flew over them and the soothing sound of the fountain nearby ... and she looked back at rose , now with a calmer look on her face . ‘ okay , i’m back , i’m good , we’re both chill ... god , i need a drink . but --- uh ... if you don’t want an abortion then ... you have your choice right there . have you ... have you told him already ? ‘
leopoldvonkleist leopold of germany .
“very valid reasons,” leo replied, chuckling light at the woman’s rambling. it was endearing in a way he couldn’t describe. pure. rare. genuine. it felt good talking to someone who didn’t plan every single one of their words ahead, too worried about their reputation to risk making a mistake. sometimes it seemed like they were robots rather than humans. “just a couple pieces,” head shaking, he added. “enough to be a good royal.”
‘ i know , right ? like --- ‘ and the royal proceeded to slam out the first part of beethoven’s 9th , the sheer musical drama that had been the cherry on top of so many cinematic dramas , the soundtrack to her every dramatic moment . ‘ --- it’s just too good . ‘ the royal laughed and nodded , pushing her hair back . ‘ the ridiculous bulletpoints we gotta fulfill . ‘ she commented with nonchalance , then shifted on the seat and extended her hand at him . ‘ i’m regina . ‘
* cos 🌌
cosima: you ARE young
cosima: omg ?? who is he ?? or she idk
cosima: ill take that offer!
cosima: :// theres shit ton of good in him. im just skdfghjksl about the whole situation
cosima: how about you?
cosima: also . when should we meet?
regina: listen i'm in the cusp of my life the prime golden age of being hot but knowing my shit but that also means i've gotten real with myself
regina: i am not that young anymore nd its cool except sometimes
regina: his name's evan, CP of south africa and a WEIRDO
regina: he's ok tho i thkn akjgad
regina: can we meet now and catch tf up??? nd u can tell me all abt this guy's goodness lmao
this is inspirational omg
cfevan evan of south africa .
Persistent, she was persistent. Once upon a time, a lifetime ago, he’d have admired it, maybe found it attractive. His feet halted, eyes on the tiny, fiery brunet before him and god if she wasn’t gorgeous. He’d never say that, not to her face, but she reminded him of a lioness, fierce and all encompassing. So many people were afraid of lions, but lionesses were much more fierce, much more dangerous. In that moment, as she waxed her poetic about the summit, his supposed great love as if and what he’d been ‘stuck with’ he rested on the heels of his feet.
Letting her finish, all flushed and out of breath, he did the unimaginable, did what he hadn’t done in so very long: he smiled, even if it was just a small turn of the lips. She had passion, he’d give her that, and in that moment he didn’t know what to think of the tiny princess. He’d expected her to let him leave, to bitch to her parents and her friends, paint him as some villain like everyone else did, and change finances. He’d get another file, some other unfortunate woman or man, and he’d do the same thing again, he’d let them try, he’d shoot it down, and he’d remain alone. Alone, he wouldn’t be looked at with those hopeful eyes, he wouldn’t be forced to smile and accept pleasantries. Alone, he could sit in his rage, the only true thing he’d ever known. He’d never been wanted in his life, had never been chosen except to be cast away by his father, a way to ensure his perfect prince knew he’d never ever control his own life. But here was this short girl-no, woman-who argued her way, stood up to him, and made his feel something.
“Are you done?” What a fucking idiot. He could have said anything else, but instead he’d shot it down before it could even take off. He’d wanted to ask her why, why she was so determined to make this work, so determined that he was it, that she and he would be it. What made her sure, why him? Why him?
he smiled , he smiled ! HE SMILED ! that meant that not everything was lost , if he’d smiled and that meant that she had made him smile , which was already an improvement from two minutes ago when he’d shot all her dreams and fantasies down with a quick dismissal . but he’d smiled , not the wide - smile kind , one nearly imperceptible , but she’d seen it . it instigated her own smile to return , the frown disappearing and her posture becoming more relaxed , though still keeping the dignified aura . it couldn’t be helped , her fantasies and hopes had far more reach than the dark thoughts that had gotten into her head before , she was doomed to think the best of people and hope and strive for the best possible result in situations .
it was like that simple gesture breathed life back into her and swiped her fears away . he was just ... guarded , yes , that was it . and regina knew of guarded . she wasn’t it , but she knew of . and despite his cutting words , the future queen shook her head and inhaled , giving him a few more seconds of her silence before the words began falling in a near - constant flux : ‘ uh , no . let me introduce myself properly : my name’s regina léonie grimaldi , i’m the heiress to the throne of monaco , and i’m never done talking . i’ve been told i even talk in my sleep ! and did you know that about 80% of sewage in developed countries is discharged absolutely untreated , by consequence polluting rivers , lakes and coastal areas ? and that next year there will be one ton of plastic per three tons of fish ? ‘ even if it wasn’t one long sentence , it definitely sounded like one . by the end of it , regina looked more agitated than when she’d given her grandiose speech , a slight panic and exasperation reflecting off of her eyes .
‘ more to that , the last male white rhino died because of the over - exploitation , the hunting , and -- ‘ for a second there , or more than a second , she looks like she’s about to cry : eyes well up and her voice dies down . regina stops talking . ‘ -- merde , it’s too soon , i don’t know you . ‘ she muttered with a choked - up voice , her index coming up to scoop up the tears that hadn’t quite fallen from her eyes . ‘ i just really love animals ... do you love animals too ? it’s a deal breaker . ‘
‘ per aspera ad astra ’
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‘ deo juvante ’
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alessandraxrc alessandra of the philippines .
“it does seem to slow things down” she acknowledged, the royal took a sip of her wine and hold it close to her chest. “in my opinion, we constantly live in a world where everything is constantly fast passed and we usually never get to have a break. i like to believe small moments like this are reminders” she thought out loud. “i apologize, didn’ t mean to distract you”.
‘ don’t worry , i hit a mental brick wall anyway . plus , i like the poetry you’re talking right now . ‘ regina gave the other a warm look , tilting her head to the side just slightly . ‘ i’m regina , what’s your name ? ‘
theprinceorion orion of croatia .
Another hole-hater. There were a lot of those. Orion wasn’t sure why so many people wanted to get on his case about his love for digging holes. “Um, I’m just the palace’s new…” he hummed in thought, “new hole-digger. you know the queen, she loves her holes.”
oh no , oh no , no , no , regina thought as she willed herself to hold her goddamn tongue , pursing her lips and growing red on the face from the contained laughter , one of her hands coming up cover her near - laughing - fit expression . ‘ i’m ----- sure she’s very fond of her holes ... and so is the king ... ‘ there were so many , oh so many , other things she could’ve said about the queen’s holes , but the british were so dramatic about the queen they could even charge her for treason , she didn’t really know .
–Walt Whitman