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“ first and foremost, i am not a lady, and secondly, i have had as much training in the art of war as befitted for a ruler and i assure you, i am not one to trifle with. “
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duc-du-saint-simon:
“No, my lady. It’s amusing that you feel you don’t.”
“ first and foremost, i am not a lady, and secondly, i have had as much training in the art of war as befitted for a ruler and i assure you, i am not one to trifle with. “
“The key of course, is to remain calm.”
“ it’s amusing that you believe i need help. “
karxnas:
“Well, as true as that statement may be, would you not be more comfortable coming and sitting down?“ Karina smiled at them, quirking her eyebrow.
“ you are forward, for a swede. interesting. “ they took a seat across from the queen, crossing one leg over the other.
“ MILLIONS of people in the world and somehow an idiot like you manages to land control. a pity for your people. “
“Are you going to come in and join me, or just remain standing there?” Karina chuckled, glancing up at the person who had just appeared at the door.
“ to admire from afar is no less captivating than closer proximity, lyubim. “ zhenya rested their body on the door frame, arms crossed across their chest.
mariecapucine:
Marie furrowed her brow at the strange reaction of the Tsar. Surely they knew she was Queen Charlotte’s younger half-sister? After all, the princess thought she had been present for every foreign guest’s arrival. It must’ve been her mistake to forget to introduce herself again. There were so many people at the chateau nowadays that it was no surprise the other had not recognized her. ”Ehm…I’m Marie Capucine de France, Your Majesty.” She introduced herself finally. “I apologize if I caught you by surprise in any way.”
“ no, no, it was no harm, really. i am not good with... what’s the phrase? new surroundings. “
they eyed the platter of pastries before deciding to hell with it, and carefully extracted one. zhenya bit into it, sighing with content.
“ france does have extraordinary food, my lady. ”
Charlotte strolled through the Versailles Orangerie, guards trailing behind. She acknowledged her companion with a small smile, brown eyes sweeping over them. “You are doing well, I hope?”
zhenya gave a slight chuckle, well, they mouthed. the word ended on the tip of their tongue. it felt like a prologue to something more. yet, it could not fully capture the pride they felt in their kingdom. “quantify well, mademoiselle.”
oh i might stutter, i might falter sail uncharted waters drowning, lost, then found drowning, lost, then found i am a king! you can’t deny me my kingdom!
Erin McKeown, You, Sailor
The sun streamed through the large floor to ceiling windows; filling the drawing room with afternoon light and nearly blinding the young princess as it glimmered off the golden decorations. She was nestled comfortably on a tufted chaise, hand lingering over a selection of pastries as a maid refilled her glass of champagne, when she realized someone had been standing by the door. “Hello,” Marie Capucine sat up and bowed her head in a curtsy. “Why don’t you sit and join me? These pastries are absolutely divine.”
zhenya was startled; they had not ever seen this woman before. had she slipped into the castle maliciously? aside from, the woman intrigued them, for new faces, especially with their usual routine in their small country were few and far in between. they tipped their head to the side, vaguely reminiscent of a dog,
“i... well, i suppose i could... indulge you with my, erm, presence.”
they sat down beside the mystery visitor, visibly stiff. zhenya dared not take a dessert, for fear they’ve already done enough damage.
hey new friends !! i’m darce, they/them and i’m such a fucking nerd for history and so i’m s u p e r stoked to a. get back into the rp game and b. be a fucking nerd with more people who also like history. below the cut is kind of an intro to zhenya, who is also a big nerd and i Love them with every fibre of my being