#palais.group1

[ofpsvches]

Yet another crisis, but this time, his wife was not with him. It was not like the quarantine when he could keep an eye on her, when they were stuck inside the chapel –– the chapel that was now up in flames. Instead, he was forced to wait things out like everybody else. He paced, jaw clenched as he received another apology from one of the guards, it’s simply safer for everyone to stay where they are, they said. 

The scowl on his face he could not hide. He shouldn’t have told Friđa to retire for the night. Even if the air had not been cleared between them, in times of emergency, he’d rather have her nearby, especially knowing that their child was in her belly. Too lost in his thoughts, he only noticed then that a pair of eyes had been watching. He turned to them, patience the last virtue he was keeping in that moment. “What?”

[opallyre]

Ewan was sick with worry - worry for Eideard, for Effie, worried for the staff of Scotland. What a disaster this night had become, and just as he was starting to enjoy himself. He told himself this was yet another hiccup, and that all would be well come morning. Oh, how he prayed it was a dream - yet he knew that would be too good to be true. Frustrated, he ripped the mask from his face. Distracted, he did not notice the person behind him, and bumped into them. Startled, he said, “I apologize, I was - lost in my thoughts.”

[fireofireland-blog]

rowan was completely taken off guard by the doors bursting open. she was a bit further away from the doors so it was hard for her to really see and  comprehend what was happening until it was too late to react. word spread throughout the ballroom of a fire and panic set in. people were being rushed out in masses and people were fighting against the crowds fleeing the area to safety in order to find loved ones. rowan removed the mask from her face and looked about herself trying to locate Caitlyn and Lachlann within the crowd so that she could at least stay with them throughout all of this however one of the guards grabbed her from the crowd and demanded that she come with him. due to the fact rowan stood out even in the chaos the guard was able to usher her despite her protesting into the courtyard. 

rowan immediately began searching the faces that were gathered there with her in search for her daughter and countrymen though they were no where to be seen. she had just gotten them back and to be separated with no real knowledge if they were safe or not was starting to get to the drunk queen. she approached the guards trying to blockade them all in for their own safety,

 “my family is still out there and until they are with me your job will not be an easy one. i am not like these other queens who sit by in silence and look pretty while doing it. either you let me through to be with my daughter, or you will surely regret standing.in.my.way.”

[vehcmencias]

                @artiste-bourbon

                     “ tout va bien, tout va bien, tout va bien... ” the words she repeated, like a sing song. hands kept busy as she tucked on the fabric of her dress. panic was an understatement. to see her own home burn before her eyes, to see it all go downhill from what she new begun to truly affect her. even more when the voices in her head assured her that none of them were safe. she had parted from the rest of her family so quickly, one moment she held her sister’s hand and the next she was completely alone. she looked so helpless as she walked back and forth with no idea as to what to do. hands shook and it was challenging to hide her frantic self.