court had been unusually still, no trouble wrecking havoc, or stirring up disorder. however, this wasn’t a complaint, but she’d gladly take chaos over the excitement of catherine attempting to direct her toward suitable suitors. most peaked no interest, and if she were being honest, it could hardly be considered excitement. a thrill these days seemed rare, time remained motionless, but as the pain had begun to dwindle into a dull ache, she began to show interest in providing her country with the strong alliance it so desperately needed.
so, she'll admit. men who arrived to french court parading their titles were often over looked, all except one. niklaus. the rumors that eminence with his presence should steer her elsewhere, especially when her ladies too heard such talk. it were as if he captivated her entirely, and when he was nearby her attention ultimately gravitated his way. their paths cross often, chiefly in the lengthy corridors that made up the castle. secret glances were often stolen, && she frequently found her cheeks turning a rosy shade due to his gentlemanly ways. to a girl, this may strike more curiosity than it does for a queen, but regardless her features brighten as their eyes l o c k.
' niklaus. ' she'll greet him with a grin that places itself crookedly upon her plump lips, && a bow of her head. dark brunette locks fan out along her shoulders, and collar bone, a small jeweled headpiece sitting snugly upon the top of her head.
' i was surprised to see you opted to not
join us in the throne room this morning,
i trust everything is alright? '
