[petraauersperg]

♔ announcing PETRA AUERSPERG, the EMBASSADOR OF AUSTRIA ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble ADRIA ARJONA. it is a miracle that SHE survived the last five years and for that reason, they are FOR the kingdoms working together. reflecting on them now, they remind me of SILK FABRIC ON BED, THE SMELL ALCOHOL IN PARTIES, STARRY NIGHTS AND FULL MOON .

FULL  NAME:  Petra Auersperg

NICKNAME(S): - - 

BIRTH  PLACE:  Hungary, Budapest

BIRTH  DATE:   ?

AGE: 30

PRONOUNS:  She/Her

RELATIONSHIP  STATUS: Single but wanting to mingle with Rudolf’s cash.

PERSONALITY:   INFP  

CHARACTERS INSPO:  tba. 

BIO ish 

Since she was born, the Hungarian Duchess, Petra was destined for greatness. Her father always told her that she would do great in the future. And so she believed in him.

Due to the relations between her country, Hungary had with Austria, she always used to go there. Sometimes she even spent more time there than in her home country.  

She is intelligent and due to her wisdom and hard work, she earned the title of 'ambassador' in Austria.

Petra has an extroverted side, she is not always so serious, she loved a good party, and flirting with people even though the majority of the time she doesn't want anything with any of them.

She had heartbroken and has broken people's hearts once or twice, but her real true love is the hunger for power.

During the plague she had lost a lot of family members, like her mother and siblings being the only ones who survived. She was the middle child.

Only she and her father survived and swore she would honor his name by getting higher rankings in royalty status.

Despite her greedy nature, she isn't the type of person who plays too dirty to get what she wants, especially during the time she lost her family.  

Not everyone is perfect, she began gambling when she lost half of her family, but this is not a side people are aware of it. She's very meticulous and cautious to hide her flaws. None knew this side except her father.

She’s borderline asexual. 

She stayed with both men and women, but figured out neither of them satisfied her so far. But she likes to play with them.

MORE TO COME

CONNECTIONS: 

EXES: (male/female) Could be a summer love or a fling anyone that she broke their heart. She isn’t sorry about that but feels awkward to be around.

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 very well that footstep. Today wasn't the day she was willing to deal with Amelie shenanigans or her unhinged moods. She wiped out the tear from the corner of her eyes. ❛ Get out, Louisa. ❜ The ambassador knew very well the other woman. She stood up and walked towards the blonde and pulled her against the wall, grasping her wrists and pulling them above her head. Perhaps her attitude was drastic, but the other always manage to get on her nerves and do things far from worst, therefore she wasn't sorry for what she did. ❛ I'll not hear your shit! I'll not save your reputation and your family's reputation for your stupid craziness! Do you think you are the ONLY one who lost a family member, huh? Newsflash for you sweetie, you are NOT the only one. ❜ She squeezes the blonde's wrists tighter. Her brown hues were filled with pain and rage. ❛ I lost my father, he was the only member of my family alive. All of the others died with plague, and not because of, I act like crazy. You, on the other hand, have a family that loves you. You may not have your parents but you have brothers and sister that loves you deeply instead of planning and scheming you should appreciate what you have. Louisa, you have them to count on, while I have no one. I am nothing, now get leave! ❜ Her tone a stern, as she let go of the other wrists and went to bed.

@porcelcin 💚 amelie

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anxhoredheart​: 

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    Usually, like Eliseo, Petra was happy to be spoiled with gifts && fine things; or even to just speak of it happening, the two would giggle && daydream. Something was very different this time, and the King’s frown deepened. “Yes, perhaps,” he agreed, closely looking at her with a pensive expression. In reality, Eliseo did not have many of his true friends; and even those he did consider to be genuine, you could never be sure. He did well to avoid paranoia, the fear that corrupted so many Kings. Even if his friends were there for the wrong reasons, Eliseo thought, they were there in the end. Friends could be bought, if you’re a royal - and usually, they had to be, or you’d never have them. Petra was… different, even if she was too alike Eliseo for him to fully believe her intentions were pure, all of the time. They never were for him, either. 

    “Oh…” He breathed out, expression softening, but not with pity. No one deserved that, to watch a face fall into something pathetic like that - no, he had on an expression of empathy. But despite the warmth felt for her, Eliseo’s words failed him in that moment, taken by surprise with her raw honesty. The delay was too long - and before he even thought up the right words to comfort her (how rarely did Eliseo ever need to comfort anyone, he realized)… Petra was leaving, already almost gone. “Petra! Wait!” Cards abandoned, Eliseo stood and hurried, lightly grabbed her elbow to slow her before she left the little tavern. His guards rose, confused, hesitating && lingering unsure of the dilemma. They tried not to listen when the pair hung out - usually, they could get annoying. “Please stay. You will be just as unhappy alone. Be unhappy with me.”

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       𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 have many friends. If it wasn't for any of the Hapsburg siblings, she would be all alone. In the court, there is no such thing as friendship, especially if you want to get high power in nobility. Eliseo on the other hand, although she was interested in friendship with him due to his 'power' at the very beginning of their relationship, she began to truly like him beyond the shiny crown on his head on the gold on his pocket. He is the person she most vibed with apart from Rudolf, of course. He was a person that appreciates the same thing, has the same taste for finery things, and dreams bigger than themselves. With the tears that were falling down her face she felt in a rush to leave the tavern as if she was scared of people sees her true self, like she didn't want to the others sees her face 'melt' in front of them and to avoid the mockery subject later.

         Eliseo being clever himself managed to grab her before the fresh air hit her face, and she sighs deeply, despite the tears being unable to cease, she was crying in silence. The king has a point. She observed his guards behind him before her warm brown hues locked into his gaze. She wiped off her tears. ❛ You're right. Let's be unhappy together in this miserable life. ❜ Her voice cracked a little, as she found some composure trying to find a glimpse of the normal Petra, but having trouble in finding her at the right moment. ❛ What we should be doing now? ❜ She asked for advice. Normally the role is played reversed, where she is the one giving advice to Eliseo.

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anxhoredheart​: 

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     “A reminder seldom given to such a man,” He nodded, appreciative of her - but he’d also gotten word of the tragedy in her family. Rudolf knew all too well - having lost so much, having said so many goodbyes (most of which, he never knew were happening in the moment). You would think that having been granted so much experience in death, one would learn the right words… instead, Rudy knew one thing from his experiences; there were never the right words to say after loss, during grief. Instead, he reached out, a hand on her shoulder in a caring squeeze, and the softness in ocean eyes that of a true && loyal friend. “Well, yes, the heat will certainly be something to contend with. How about this - when we first arrive, we will go for a bit of shopping. New dresses, the kind with the thin fabrics, cool && light on the skin - those exotic, beautiful patterns you see the foreign nobles wear on holidays. We will buy you as many as you’d like. Yes?”

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𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 a genuine smile as he seemed content with her advice of taking a breath. The Hungarian duchess didn't know how to express her feelings and didn't want to talk about the tragedy that hit on her family recently. Contrary to Rudolf, he has some siblings & companionship (from his siblings), but she was left with none (of her siblings) alive. Her 'only' family was the Hapsburg.  Petra looked at the beautiful gold medallion hanging on her neck, with sadness filling her brown hues. Then she met his blue eyes with pupils dilating in surprise, mostly because she doesn't like this sentimental side of her. His slight squeeze gave her some comfort.

❛ I don't like too hot! I can't wait to step into the Portuguese land. I'm feeling a bit sick of these motions of the horses.❜ She was a bit nauseous but not enough to make her too bad, only a little.  Her eyes were watery, but she was strong enough to swallow the threatening tears that wanted to fall from her delicate features... And here he's doing it again... Seeing her through the mask she wears of a strong woman that never cries, is a glimpse of her humanity. ❛ I think it'll be a perfect idea, Rudy. Do you think they'll have silk fabric? ❜  Her voice almost cracked, but she resisted and didn't cry.

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ohghxst​: 

he  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  sense  of  unease.  her  curt  reply  left  him  with  a  gnawing  feeling  in  his  gut.  he  attempted  to  apologize  once  more,  but  the  words  died  on  his  tongue.  and  thus,  he  sat  in  silence  watching  as  she  ordered  their  drinks.  “  to  some  extent,  yes.  i’ve  heard  so  much  about  the  beauty  of  the  country,  but  sadly,  the  looming  threat  and  reason  for  our  journey  still  weigh  heavily  on  my  mind.  i  fear  that  i  won’t  be  able  to  fully  enjoy  the  sights,  “  he  paused  for  a  moment,  before  clearing  his  throat.  “  but  how  about  you?  are  you  excited?  “

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𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄 everything she is going through in her personal life, Petra was disposed to enjoy the fullest of Portugal. Oh well, to enjoy the good things of the country. ❛ I share the same thoughts was you. But I more excited to get there, mostly because I'm tired to be cooped up in the carriage. It makes me nauseous too... ❜ In reality she does not appreciate the long trips, the path to go to the final destination is what makes her irritated. Once their drinks was brought to the table, she began to drink it. ❛ I can't wait to see the exotic dresses they have there. And the beaches too. I've been to Spain before not Portugal. I heard it's hot there, I'm not sure if I am prepared for that. ❜

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pr0mis​: 

her   words   caused   the   prince   to   nod   slowly   .   only   recently   was   he   getting   familiar   with   the   feeling   of   isolation   .   the   sweet   pain   of   feeling   lonely   while   surrounded   by   people   and   more   people   .   the   questions   about   his   well-being   when   truly   ,   of   what   relevancy   was   it   ?   he   had   done   it   himself   many   times   .   asked   about   it   but   did   he   truly   care   ?   too   often   words   were   spoken   without   enough   thought   to   it   .   the   prince   glances   over   at   her   once   more   .   “   food   ,   it   appears   ,   brings   people   around   the   world   together   as   the   kingdoms   have   shared   meals   many   times   .   are   you   a   good   chef   ?   perhaps   it   would   be   a   way   to   bring   a   piece   of   home   along   on   this   journey   .   “

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 the one for cooking. And part of her regrets about not learning a few things is to feel less nostalgic. If she only knew how her future turns out... The truth is nobody knows the future. The future is very unpredictable. ❛ I do not cook, unfortunately. How about you? I had the opportunity to learn, but I was focused on other things at the time.❜

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todestr0y​: 

“ actually… ” the blacksmith halted his speech as he averted his gaze from the ground to look at petra. he shrugged his shoulders and finally spoke again. “ i’ve changed my mind, my lady. taverns are messy places and you might spill ale on your pretty shoes. or worse, a drunk might take a piss on them. perhaps i might take a piss on them when i’ve had too much to drink now that i’ve seen how pretty they are. ” a smile forced its way to his lips. “ never threaten to kill me again. ”

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 say anything, she wasn't scared of him. She would look for another place to spend time, preferably alone or any of the others Hapsburg. She doesn't know how to cope with sentiments, and she lost her father. She found the news a few minutes before meeting with Aksel.

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pr0mis​:

the   small   talk   was   a   welcomed   distraction   to   the   racing   of   his   mind   .   it   almost   served   as   relief   ,   almost   let   him   breathe   a   little   easier   .   even   if   just   for   a   short   moment   .   “   i   sure   hope   so   .   we   do   have   beaches   in   the   netherlands   .   but   the   lakes   and   the   rivers   ,   they   are   what   is   truly   remarkable   about   my   home   .   so   …   let’s   see   .   perhaps   it   will   take   a   journey   to   portugal   to   wake   my   excitement   for   the   ocean   .   “   brunette   glances   over   to   her   once   more   .   “   what   is   it   that   you   miss   about   hungary   ?   i   assume   it   is   not   easy   being   away   from   home   by   yourself   ?   “

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𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐘 he seems a bit nervous. Either way, she knew she has a temper. Not for everyone. Petra was tired of this trip already and wanted to get to the final destination. Interesting, nobody ever dares to ask such a thing to her. Safe to say it was caught off guard, but she remained the stoic expression as usual. ❛ I've been to Austria too long, that sometimes I forget what is like to be at home. But I would say the food, it's a source for us Hungarian to socialize. We are proud of our cookery.❜ She admitted, having a genuine smile on her features. ❛ It can be a little lonely at first, but you get to used it. ❜

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todestr0y​: 

aksel poked his tongue into his cheek as he listened to her speak, he held himself back so he didn’t say exactly what was on his mind, but he wasn’t capable of saying nothing at all. “ people are dying and you are worried about the state of your shoes, my lady? be thankful you have so little to worry about. ” he shrugged his shoulders, fingers flexing into the palm of his hand. “ just ale. but if you drink a lot of it you’ll soon forget about the animal shit. ”

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 an eyebrow at his question. ❛ People are DYING every day. What else is news? ❜ And she knows what is the pain of losing loved ones. She got the news of somebody she loved on this miserable trip. Her coping mechanism is surrounding herself with pretty things. ❛ Shoes with UNIQUE designers are not made every day. Especially if they're comfortable. ❜ The ambassador took a good glance around before accepting his offer. ❛ Fuck this, give me this shit. If you tell someone about this, I'll kill you. ❜ She refers to drinking a beer.

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ohghxst​: 

“ forgive me, ” he murmured, his hand tracing the contours of his face in a gesture of contrition. “ my mind was elsewhere, and i responded without due consideration. i’m accustomed to being the butt of jokes, not being asked for my beverage preference. ” he knew that his explanation was hardly a justification for his lapse in manners, but he hoped that she would extend her forgiveness nonetheless. “ if the offer still stands, i would be grateful for a pint of ale. “

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        𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 exactly very patient, she rolled her eyes at the man's inattention.  As soon as he explained himself, she sighs. ❛ Right. ❜ She was waiting for her drink to come to the table, but when he responded what he wants. ❛ Wine and a pint of ale, please... ❜ She asked the waiter that went to fetch their drinks. She really doesn't like beer. Everyone with their choices. ❛ How are you excited about Portugal? ❜ Small-talk, but better than stay in an awkward silence.

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todestr0y​: 

perhaps he’d just grown so used to the various smells that came with travelling that he didn’t notice them anymore, but aksel would rather be outside than stuck in doors. he’d always felt more free. “ my lady, you do not need make up. but i understand the smell of animal shit can be quite… strong. ” he couldn’t help but grin. “ we will find you new shoes once we arrive, but for now i can help you with that drink if you will have me. ”

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 him as he spoke. ❛ It is. ❜ She refers the bad smell of animal's shit. ❛ My shoes was unique collection, but whatever. I'm not gonna ruin my other babies. ❜ She loves her material's things. Her favorite shoes that she is using at the moment now is with mud. Upon his offer... ❛ What do you have strong there? I would love to drink with you. ❜

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ohghxst​:

location:   road  to  portugal,  camp  status:  open @1642hqzstarters​

osric  can’t  remember  the  last  time  he  was  on  dry  land  for  longer  than  a  few  short  weeks.  now  forced  to  travel  by  land,  something  he  was  no  longer  accustomed  to,  he  would  no  doubt  lose  his  mind  by  the  end  of  it.  to  add  to  his  misery,  he  found  himself  locked  in  conversation  with  members  of  high-born  class  with  the  conversation  slowly  drifting  to  his  upbringing  as  a  farmer's  son.  

he  was  far  too  polite,  and  too  unskilled  in  court  games,  that  he  simply  answered.  “  you  are  correct,  m’lord,  “  he  nodded,  eyes  quickly  scanning  the  camp  they  were  resting  at  for  an  escape.   

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❛ M'lord?! I asked you which drink you prefer to have right now. ❜ Can this trip end soon? Petra was counting on her fingers the day, hour, seconds and milliseconds to reach in the country. To every step closer seems like further. Portugal actually located in the end of the world? She was starting to believed in that. Either way to pass the stress she does not want to get there sober.  

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anxhoredheart​:

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     “Perhaps I am stalking you,” The King countered, playful, fingers trilling over the cards restlessly. Traveling was enough to put even the most behaved Kings on a bit of an edge, and for Eliseo, he was eager to blow off some of the steam that had built up. Concern crossed his face, however, when Eliseo noticed something different about Petra. They were friends enough, bonding over their complaining && their card games, and losing lots of money to her, for him to realize something had shifted, something had her down. The shuffling slowed until eventually stopping, the cards still between soft hands, and a frown blossomed. “You would think by now, they would have thought up a better way of travel. We were born before our time, I am afraid,” Eliseo clucked his tongue, uncomfortable slightly with the gloominess, but feeling indebted to her, as a friend - after all, Petra had listened to his venting more times than he could count. She deserved this of him. He sat forward, attention devoted to the Duchess. “Think of our destination. Tell your King that he must set you up with the finest lodging, a beachside view, a servant to fan you with palm leaves - look for the end goal. This will end, and hopefully we shall soon be out of this forsaken country.. France, pah, a bigger disappointment than you know.” This was supposed to have been Eliseo’s pay day, of sorts, but it seemed unlikely now. “Is something else wrong? I understand a hate for travel, but… well, you seem on edge beyond some annoyances.”

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      𝐈𝐅 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 was in her normal spirits she would simply tease back or play along, but she was becoming oddly quieter. The only thing she did to their usual 'flirting' or 'teasing' was a ghost smile. Nodding at his words when he commented they were born before their times. Perhaps in the future, they found a better way where traveling can be less unpleasant. ❛ Perhaps I can arrange that to my King. ❜ She refers to the request to find a better place for her and have servants around her. She didn't realize that Eli noticed the shift on her mood, maybe today she couldn't mask her sentiments as she originally thought she would.       She is the type that HARDLY if not NEVER speaks about feelings. Always there for the others, hearing them venting, trying to say the sweet little words the people EXPECTED to hear, sometimes even feeding with delusional... Today, she couldn't be this Petra. ❛ I'm officially an orphan now. ❜ This is the only piece of information she managed to say. Sometimes she just envies those royals that complain a lot but, they do have their family to support the rights or wrongs. Meanwhile, she tries to navigate to find a certain belonging, this is why she decided to belong to the beauty, because to her beauty is immortal. Jewelry, fashionable clothing, and material things are forever, while people leave. ❛ That might be not a good time for me to play. ❜ The cards she picked in her hands she threw on the table, and stood up without saying bye to the king. She didn't like this sentiment. The Duchess also never spoke about herself, she didn't like it and people never ask ( she doesn't care though ). Now she feels completely embarrassed around the king. How pathetic she looks.

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slowly   ,   the   prince   nods   to   show   that   he   was   listening   even   though   his   gaze   drifts   for   a   moment   .   foolishness   to   carry   on   with   niceties   when   in   truth   ,   everything   was   on   the   verge   of   falling   apart   .   what   if   …   what   if   he   was   outed   ?   what   then   ?   the   thought   weighed   him   down   heavily   .   “   hm   …   i   see   .   i   have   not   been   to   portugal   before   .   while   my   brother   had   me   travel   a   few   countries   ,   i   might   have been   too   young   to   remember   all   of   them   now .   i   hear   though   ,   it   is   a   country   of   burning   weather   and   blue   oceans   .   so   i’m   assuming   ,   as   a   dutchman   ,   it   might   just   feel   like   i’ve   stepped   closer   to   hell   .   “   an   attempt   at   a   joke   about   the   weather   when   in   truth   ,   arie   knew   the   world   was   closing   down   on   him   more   and   more   .   it’d   be   just   so   long   until   the   pregnancy   was   revealed   .   

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𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 This prince does not look so unhinged like the Austrian princess. She chuckled at his words because this is exactly what she is envisioning… Step close to hell. ❛ I'm Hungarian and I live in Austria, but I do know what you mean. We hardly reached our destination and I feel like dying, already. ❜ She observed the prince from head to toe. ❛ So, what is your plan over there? Do you think this stress will be worth the view of the beaches in Portugal? ❜ God, she hoped so. She made a mental note to prepare the escapade between her and Rudy just for give themselves a break from their obligations.

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todestr0y​:

“ very well. ” aksel gave her a smile as he proceeded to prop himself up against one of the carriages. he’d been to many places, he’d met many faces and in that sense he knew he’d been lucky. but there were places he was yet to explore. “ i have not. i’m looking forward to it, though i’m not a fan of this heat i admit. i’m sure the path will be safe enough, we’ve got this far, haven’t we? ”

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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 a great look around and then warm brown hues looked at the man before her. Nothing about this trip was exciting for her but she truly hopes the beaches will compensate for the stress to go over there. ❛ I do not like the heat. You melt, ruins makeup, I don't know how you handle yourself outside with this horrid smell of animal shits in this road, flies, and being shaken with the motions of horses. I for instance can't wait to get to a final destination and I won't use new shoes because my current one is ruined with mud. And take a decent bath. But yes, we got thus far.  I need a drink, I supposed. I shall not travel this sober.❜

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ofdevotiions​:  

sasha waved his hand at the other’s words. “how humorous. i am invited everywhere,” he replied, a boyish smile pulling on his lips. he stretched his arms over his torso, needing his body to move after sitting for so long. “have you been enjoying your traveling so far?” sasha probably knew the answer. no one he’s spoken to has raved about traveling long distances.

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𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 won't let anyone ruin her good time. She does not care what kind of title he holds. Although, she cannot afford to make enemies, yet. Petra doesn't like people to begin with. ❛ No. Maybe if one day we fly I might start to like the idea of traveling. ❜ It sounds like it wouldn't have many issues if a person was 'flying', (no troubles on the path, hole, etc) but then again this doesn't exist. She is a person that praises comfort. ❛ How about you, your highness? ❜

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anxhoredheart​:

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     It did provide some cause for stress - civil unrest in France, people falling ill during their travels… Eliseo hoped that Martina did now make an error in whom she chose to give her heart away to - perhaps the young Dauphin was not set to inherit such a fine kingdom as once believed, once. The Italian King knew all too well how quickly wealth and luxury could slip from the fingers - it had happened to him, and during a stop, he was sat happily at an eatery, a guard for each side, as he shuffled cards in his hands absently, his plate of food sat untouched. “ I do not think I am a fan of France much, if I were to be honest. As far as first impressions go, I am afraid they have not made the finest. How have your travels been, Petra? I have hardly seen you since we left Switzerland.” 

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   𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 received some news she wasn't capable to digest. Either way, the first she could ever get, she wanted to drink and play a little. DISTRACTION. It took her by surprise meeting Eliseo... She knew how upset he was with the things back home. Every time when she can she goes and check on him. Lately, they haven't seen each other since their departure from Switzerland. ❛ Y'know your majesty, if I didn't know you better I'd start to think, you are stalking me. ❜ She sighs deeply, taking a seat across from him, observing his guards briefly before her attention was back at him. ❛ My travels had been awful, I hate the process of going to another place, the smell of animal shit outside, we shaking inside of a confined place like a bunch of cows on a farm, fly biting... Now with the thing of France only to add to the discomfort. Not to mention the heat... And yet, I wish we could travel in the clouds. Sadly we don't have wings, I have to be satisfied with what we have. ❜ She vented, and she realized she hasn't taken a break to breathe. ❛ I expected more from France to be honest, ciao bellissimo. ❜ She feels like she finally said after breathing, and her attempt at some words she knew Italian which wasn't anything. Petra was a tad gloomy, she even forgets to ask for a drink. She looked at the table, and the cards and his untouched food.