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~ location: Gyeongbokgung Palace, Korea

The Mughal Empire and its royal family were a mystery to Eunae as well as her father, Emperor Seo. Her father inviting the emperor, consorts, and children over to their home, the Gyeongbokgung Palace. The royal family had a month to prepare for their guests. Eunae's father saw this as a way to gain another ally.

It frustrated her to no end, believing that they shouldn't be invited over just for business. She hated the politics, the game in all of this. Hidden daggers, wicked hearts is what she called it. Her thoughts on this were not hidden. Much to the annoyance of the Emperor and Empress Consort. Their fifth child, second princess; living in the world of her own.

Weeks go by she prepped herself for the royal family. Eunae was a studious considerate person. With and without a tutor, she dove in doing her best to learn their language. Yes, there would be translators for both families. But eunae wanted to communicate with them as best she can. She wanted to make an effort as much effort she put in learning english, italian, french, and mandarin.

The meeting between the royal families was going well so far. Emperors talking business while the rest of the family were off socializing. Eunae made sure that her appearance was acceptable. Her long dark brown hair pinned up. Gold gem-encrusted crown complementing the darkness of her hair. Her warm-colored hanbok was modestly loose yet still flattering. "How was the journey here? I hope that we didn't cause trouble for you or your family." Inquiring to the man closest to her. Her voice matched her; light and sweet.

#gphq: location / korea #{a cold wind blows i feel the eyes on me: ethreads}#{eunae |kalyan}#silkenrobed

location // Austria

Performing in Sardinia had opened up a lot of doors for Esmeralda and her people. Only a couple months after the nobles left back home did she have an offer to perform at the Austrian court. Now they were here performing for some sort of national festival. They danced around the room before coming together in the center of the room. Esmeralda and some of the women became the focus as they spun and twirled with scarves to appear as if different colors were flying over their heads like colorful shooting stars. The crowd seemed impressed as they moved in and out of each other as if a working machine.

The song ended as they hit their final pose. They all took their bows as the audience applauded. As Esmeralda stood up from her curtsy, she looked up and caught eyes with a young gentleman. She smiled back at him before returning to her troupe. She recognized him briefly, but she didn’t know who he was. They must have passed each other in Sardinia, which means he must be important to the king. Still, she didn’t focus too long on that. Once they were dismissed to enjoy the party, she went to get herself a glass of wine.