Continuing on her quest to meet and establish a rapport with powerful women, how could Emmeline set her sights any higher than the queen herself? She doubted Myrcella would have the time on her hands (or even the interest) for them to become firm friends, but she admired the young woman’s determination and strength, and at least wanted the opportunity to voice that. “Your Majesty,” Emmeline dipped into a respectful curtsy with a smile. “I was hoping to run into you at some point during my time in the capital.”
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