moiré :
@prnced / ❝ stand up straighter , dearest . you must appear as though you haven’t a care for any of it , have you one or not . ❞ moiré instructs , glancing from her daughter to the crowd of nobility , gentry - and even the rabble . ❝ my patience with the capitol grows thin , for the wedding of commoners does not serve reason enough to keep us here . ❞













