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Ausra had been stressed for the past few days, ever since she'd received the email from home. It seemed there were considerations being taken for a betrothal to the Swiss crown. Ausra had spent so many years thinking her parents would be too busy with her siblings to think about forging an arrangement for the younger middle child. Not to mention that it wasn't exactly like men were lining up to ask for the hand of the energetic princess that talks too much.
After days of anxiety about it though, she finally decided it was best to bite the bullet. It somehow seemed less stressful than walking around wondering when she'd run into him. Dressed nice, standing in front of his room though, thanks to the help of a number of maids, it didn't quite seem like the best idea anymore. With a gulp and a shift in stance she took a deep breath though and fi ally reached out to knock on the door. She didn't know Frédéric well, or at all really, but hoped it wouldn't go too bad.