I don't care that my attitude is "unbecoming of the crown", he promised he would wake me with kisses on my neck and a hand in my hair and he SLEPT IN !!!!!

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I don't care that my attitude is "unbecoming of the crown", he promised he would wake me with kisses on my neck and a hand in my hair and he SLEPT IN !!!!!
Fuck the attitude out of me. Tsk, alright, please fuck the attitude out of me. I dislike being... irritated.
Arrival
The princess's carriage pulls up to the intimidating estate fashionably late. The darkness of moonlight adds to the spooky atmosphere, and she ignores the prickle on her neck. She will be among friends soon enough, and Tinley is going to be there. They had made the journey separately, as her almost excessive wardrobe took up far too much room. They needed an entirely separate carriage just for her things... let alone Tinley's items for the upcoming tourneys.
She found herself more apprehensive about seeing the Baron again than entering the estate -- they hadn't spoken since his awkward and misguided marriage proposal. She had heard rumors and whispers among the halls that something wasn't quite right with him. Something to do with what seemed like ghosts and the like... probably hysteria. Despite their rough initial meeting, she still didn't wish harm upon him.
She exited the carriage and entered confidently. It was fine that she was late, she assured herself. It happened all the time... she was only fashionably late. By nearly an entire day... no matter. Better that she snuck herself in relatively unseen so no one saw just how much luggage she had brought! (ooc gabbing under cut)
The princess is not currently horny but she could be convinced if you're nice enough to her.
A princess in a red dress approaches and dips in a low curtsy.
"Princess, it is a pleasure to make your full acquaintance. I believe we've shared glances in passing before and I've slipped an unsigned note or two your way, but I'd like to formally introduce myself now.
I am Princess Margaret," she smiles and stands, her eyes scanning over your outfit.
"You look delightful, your highness. I am glad you arrived safely to the ball."
- @madprincesshours
The nameless Princess smiles back, offering a polite curtsy of her own. "It's lovely to meet you formally, Princess Margaret! And thank you so much, same to you. The red is exquisite on you." She takes in Margaret's attire in a similar fashion, smiling in appreciation for the fine gown. "How did you find the trip? I got in a bit late, I put off leaving until the last moment and before I knew it, it was time to go. I heard another guest arrived late, but we didn't cross paths. In fact I fear it was my doing that left him unable to enter through conventional means... I hope he made it in alright."
This post is (mostly) for all the knight blogs I just. Spam followed. I swear I'm real, I likely follow you on my primary blog (happy to share url in dm for verifying!) I'm just making a separate side blog to be the Rest of myself on away from my IRLs. And because I'm a bit insane, its a completely separate account from my main. More than a side blog, its a secondary blog.
[This blog is a work in progress, this post is serving as an intro post below the cut princessesmusings -> yapping-princess ]