charlotte on the other hand was enjoying listening to the french, but in her cage growing up she rarely was told about how england and france hated each other. and maybe that was to her and england’s best interest. she set down her book, hearing her husband. she stood and then sat only when her husband was as well. it had been drilled into her head on to do so. “i believe i am,” charlotte said, letting him rant. “so many wish to flirt, but i don’t trust their forced smiles. tell me is it only your sisters’ deaths bothering you?”
he sat and straightened in his chair, finally allowing himself to put down his guard for a few moments. edward rubbed his temples and released a tired sigh. it often felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders- maybe he did. the king nodded his head. at least someone was enjoying their time here. “there is nothing but deception lurking behind their teeth. be advised.” edward’s eyes saddened for a moment before returning back to their dark hue. “the fate of the england weighs heavy. i must secure a successful marriage for my brother; i trust you can handle that.”
@1642hqs-starters· / the library owned ana’s heart, it always had. the black and white of the nature of literature always appealed to her. she closed a book, ready to take it to her rooms to read. the room opened as she reached out, the book falling from her hands. “oh goodness,” she cursed, bending down to pick it up.
it couldn’t help but be irritated by everything the french did. it did not matter if it was warranted or not. the king turned the corner and opened the door, surprised to see the young woman in front of him. his hand automatically went to his thigh where a dagger was usually stashed. he pause for a moment, realizing that he wouldn’t need it. “allow me,” he murmured, just about a whisper, bending easily and picking up the book. “i did not mean to startle you,” the king added, holding out the book.
the second he walks into the chamber, the king removes his cloak and hands it to the nervous servant. his forehead is pinched, a tell-tale sign of his irritation. he was already tired of france and he half a mind to drag his family all the way back to england; however, he knew that would look bad on his part. “all anyone wants to discuss is how grateful they are that the worst is over but it’s not” he rants, walking towards the table. “there are consequences. there are always consequences.” his mind wonders to the deaths of his sisters and leaves a bitter taste in his mouth- one that he has not been able to get rid since their passing. once he sits down at the table, his eyes meet those of his wife’s. “charlotte,” he murmurs in a softer tone. “tell me you are having a better experience in france than i am.” @thcnderolls
he reclined back on the chair, the picture of royalty and power. a smirk appeared on his face as he watched various servants prepare for a large feast, no doubt to flaunt the french wealth in the faces of other countries. edward chuckled darkly, his fingertips tapping against one another. “i have always admired how to french choose to be...blissfully ignorant,” he says, raising his hand to signal a staff member to bring two glasses of wine. “please, join me” the king adds, gesturing to the seat in front of him.
( matteo martari, cismale, he/him, 33) ** ♔ announcing EDWARD WINDSOR, the KING OF ENGLAND ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble MATTEO MARTARI. it is a miracle that HE survived the last five years, considering they are DECISIVE, STRONG-WILLED, and STRESSED. i hope the plague has not changed them. they are AGAINST working together with the other kingdoms. (hay, she/her, 21, pst)
look i TRIED not to apply for him but i HAD to. i’m hay !! this is my son, edward. he’s...a mess. i think he’s a ball of angst and anger and guilt. i’d love any and all plots for him.
full name: edward windsor.
official title: edward ii, king of england.
age: thirty-three
gender: cis man.
pronouns: he/him.
birthday: april 2nd, 1614
orientation: heterosexual.
allegiance: to england. period. all he cares about.
alignment: lawful neutral.
england rejoiced the day that edward was born. finally, a son that was destined to rule. he was a beautiful child with long lashes and high cheekbones. almost immediately he was popular amongst his peers. he excelled in all things history, war, religion, literature, and language.
he always knew that he was destined to rule. he took his responsibilities seriously and acted as if he were in charge before his coronation. a natural born leader, he was popular in court with everyone. he was the kind of guy that people flocked around, hoping to get a chance to know him.
when he took the throne, he was determined to make england the best country in the world. he truly believes that his people are special. he would do anything for his people.
edward married charlotte early in his reign. they were friendly to begin with and now he truly cares for her. he’s not the type of king to have a wondering eye. charlotte sees him at his lowest points and he loves her dearly.
however, when the summer of 1642 happened, edward changed. suddenly, he was thrust into trying to save his people but no matter what he did, people died. he is a respected ruler but hell’s fury seemed to focus on england. his own family suffered and he lost two of his beloved sisters.
oh man, all this man feels is guilt. it’s not his fault but he feels every soul that perished. this man rarely smiles. he can seem intimidating and daunting but it’s because he’s carrying so much on his shoulders. he always knew that ruling would be difficult but not like this.
there are so many times where he just sits in silence. tbh i think he’s traumatized sksksks. he has a the power of a god but he couldn’t help his own family. he’s prone to anxiety attacks and nightmares. he always looks like he hasn’t slept and that’s bc he hasn’t.
he’s now more determined than ever to raise england back up. he views scotland with a vary weary eye. first it was an insult that the king of scotland chose a mistress over his sister, eleanor. second, they refused to send aid to englad. he’s furious.
as with his other siblings, he’s always been focused on ruling. ever since he’s lost his two sisters, he’s more protective over them now than he wasa before.
this was a jumbled mess but feel free to like this and plot !!!!
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