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 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 1:45 am
British Palace: The Throne Room
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 3:16 am
 
Slumbering through the whole trip across the sea, feeling the motion of the ship sailing through at a fast pace, Aurora's head begins to feel light headed, for she never sailed before alone ever since she was a child. She begins to re-picture the memories of her days, casting away into the sea with her Father, almost remembering his wise and precious opinion of the far oceans and how calm it floated and crashing waves making the sounds of the sea's whispering softly, as he told her once. Aurora wakes up and heads to the deck of the ship, opening her eyelids more, stretching, and feeling the powerful breeze on her face and observing how the sails move rapidly with the wind. One of the French Sailors blew his whistle loudly, for everyone on the ship to hear, he yells from the top of the sails, "Land Ho!"
Aurora sparks as she looks at the direction the sailor pointed. At last she made it, safe and sound. Up ahead she saw the golden city of London, how it sparkled with the sun, as its rays hit every tall building....Aurora can see the seaport from far away, and how swiftly and slowly she was approaching it. Aurora felt nervous, feeling the tension of experiencing something new for the first time of her life. She grinned as she thought about how her supposedly first foreign visit was to be Spain, but her goals moved her to another direction; she felt capable of accomplishing anything on her own, loving to put a smile on her face as she attempts to learn something new...
The ship has landed and the French Guards that accompanied their Queen stand aboard the dock, pulling up a carriage and seeing to it that their Queen sits comfortably and proceed their way to the Palace. Aurora steps on the rail, where she observes the golden city at her feet; looking at the crowd of British civilians waving their handkerchiefs at her with a welcoming chant. All her soldiers, including the British sailors and guards of the port, bow before her and welcome her with warm hearts. One of her guards takes her hand and escorts her to her carriage, making sure she goes in completely, fixing her dress to fit inside. As the carriage begins to move, lead by pure bred quarter horses, Aurora gently waves at the crowd from the narrow window, showing a bright smile and capturing the attention of the people with her elegant wave.
Proceeding through the city, Aurora was fascinated with the beauty and elegance of the central part of the city, glittering with the shine from the sea across the bridge and the buildings appearing to be larger than before. As the carriage moved through the streets, Aurora heard more people chanting with glee, listening to the people cry out her name from a distance. Aurora's heart began to warm up more, feeling more comfortable in Great Britain.
The carriage finally has reached its destination, parking in front of the majestic courtyard, similar to hers, setting in front of the Palace entrance. As Aurora came out slowly, she observed more civilians behind the gates of the courtyard and she gave them one final wave, smiling gracefully and then making her way to the entrance of the British Palace....
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 3:40 am
 Lucian stepped onto the front door of the gates of the Castle. Waiting for the newly-arrived Queen, the palace gates opened, a fresher view illuminated by the glorious sunlight. Everything that was needed for an entrance of grandeur was set in there. The highest guard from Great Britain Elite Army proceeded to Lucian and whispered that the Queen has just arrived. Lucian straightened his tailcoat and fixed his neckerchief. The moment that the Queen arrived, he placed his arm for her to cling on it; like a true gentleman. There were no emotions mixed upon this act, intentions coming from the purest of desires. The moment that Lucian placed the Queen on the southern side of the long table that contained only two seats, the guards from Great Britain took their formation horizontally on the right side of the throne room, and left side for the ones from France. “You Majesty, It is an honor for you to visit us at such a timely state in France.” He started, trying to ignite the conversation. “May I ask what of help could we provide for France?” he added, calling the butler to serve the first meals that were appetizers for their dinner. Lucian did not feel anything, or at least he tried not to feel anything. He was more concerned now for the ones who were before him, he did not see them before; but now it is time to redeem his soul through them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 4:33 am
As Aurora was quickly escorted to the dining hall of the Palace, clinging her arm with the Prime Minister, who seemed to capture her eyes for a moment, examining his features and elegant posture; surprised to see such a handsome young man as a supreme ruler. Aurora quickly glanced back at the carriage and her men, making sure they would escort her luggage to her room, and seeing to it that her men were in good hands. Heading to the dining hall, Aurora was not given a chance for a tour, but her eyes wandered the halls, portraits, and rooms as the Prime Minister lead her to dinner. As Aurora was properly seated at the end of the long dining table, she was first given a delicious appetizer, along with her business that suddenly needed to be spoken of. Aurora felt as if her small enjoyment of experiencing London and its kingdom, in which she was looking forward to, was quickly rushed and she was already questioned to submit her plans to the Prime Minister. Observing him closely, wondering why he was in such a rapid pace to discuss the matter, Aurora quickly spoke out softly to him, smiling and cleverly saying...
"Indeed. And I am happily honored to be here in your grand home Your Grace....I dearly appreciate your help for considering in shaping my country to great condition....But...before I begin to explain my deeds for France, I must say, a young man who is successful to rule such a glorious kingdom, does seem to move in such a fast paste.....I do admire that you are a great businessman who considers no time to be wasted, but I must confess, that my trip here was pleasant, but my head is still shifting like the sea....Seeing that these delicious gourmet foods are presented to me, perhaps my head will heal with this good quality feast......"
Looking at the Prime Minister silently, with a slight humorous expression, Aurora takes her cup of iced water, looks down and grins, for she saw in her mind that the Prime Minister was quite stiff, forgetting to even introduce himself and share the Palace with her; forgetting that warm welcome she was waiting for. Seeing that is was funny to think about, she grins as she zips her cup, then places it down and looks back at the Prime Minister, with one brow pointing up and showing that pleasant smirk....she continues...
"I must ask Your Grace, do you have a name you would like me to refer to....? And perhaps, you can tell me a little about yourself, such as....how a young man, like yourself, became to be the "greatest" man of Great Britain. I must say I was quite surprised to see such a young face ruling behind these walls"...
Aurora said softly, tilting her head with curiosity, trying to figure this man out before she is ready to reveal anything to him. It was her first visit to another country after all; the first thing that came to her mind was to have the time spent gracefully in this enchanting kingdom, meet new people of the monarchy, and fulfill her duties comfortably....
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 8:33 am
Amelia came into the throne room and noticed the Prime Minister and a really pretty lady with him. She always came to the throne room to cry when she knew it to be empty and it was suppose to be. None the less she went behind the throne that her mother use to sit in and started to really cry. Her mother would always know what to do and say to her to make her stop. No would be able to know.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 3:09 pm
The royal guard came in and announced to Queen Aurora "Your Majesty may I present to you, Elizabeth, Princess of England." Princess Elizabeth entered smiling and knew that she had to be very happy and pleasant. She remembered her mother told her not to let anyone see you upset or angry or even bored but to seem excited and happy. Princess Elizabeth walked over to Queen Aurora. "Your majesty, I'm Princess Elizabeth". Elizabeth said and curtsied. "I can see you have met my sister Princess Amelia and the Prime Minister William Henry Hyde. Was your trip here alright? We already have your room ready for you and I made sure it was perfect. I am a bit of a perfectionist." Elizabeth said. She could not believe that she just called herself a perfectionist. She knew that it could be taken in the wrong way. Elizabeth knew that she should probably keep her mouth shut and only talk when absolutely necessary.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 10:53 pm
As Aurora was introduced to the young Princess, listening to her warm greeting words as she mentioned the Prime Minister's name; Aurora's grin widened as she turned to face the Prime Minister, observing how bothered he appeared when Elizabeth came into the room. Aurora raised her brow once more and spoke, nodding her head slightly......
"I thank you, Mademoiselle Elizabeth, for revealing the mystery behind your Prime Minister.....Ehm...William is it? Of course, if you consider me to call you "Minister", then that will suffice"
Aurora showed her humorous expression towards Elizabeth, twitching her nose while she laughed softly, giggling pleasantly. Aurora gently stands up and greets the young Princess as she bows deep, and politely responding...
"I am honored to know a new acquaintance in this chain of monarchy. It is a great pleasure meeting you Mademoiselle Elizabeth, I am, of course, Aurora...."
After greeting Elizabeth, Aurora sat back down and continued to answer Elizabeth's curious questions...
"As I already thanked the Prime Minister, I thank you as well for inviting me to your home to create this new bond in this great alliance, and to help me fulfill the duties I must accomplish with your judgement and assistance....Oh, as for your sister, I believe we have not met unfortunately, but I am looking forward to make a new acquaintance with her as well. I thank you again for your concern about my early travel, it was very pleasant but I did feel a little light-headed on the way, but I tell you now I am recovering to good condition..."
Aurora smiled gracefully, drinking her water and looking back at the Prime Minister; noticing that there will be more guest at the table...
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 11:37 pm
Amelia was still behind the thrones and yet no one had heard her cry or even notice her. This she did not care about. She wanted to be alone. She looked down into her lap. She heard her sister come in to the throne room and started to talk to the queen of France. She looked out from behind the throne but hid right behind it again so that her sister would note see her. She really did not want to deal with her at the moment.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 12:38 am
Lucian sighed at the untimely interruption; it is indeed un-timely and very disrespectful. Lucian scoffed and cringed his nose at Princess Elizabeth, it was a formal meeting; not some tea-party with cute little ponies. That’s what he thought; he cleared his throat, with a very visible sound to stop everything from dancing around with time that is significant. He turned his head to Princess Elizabeth and sent her a serious look to stop everything she was doing, “Miss Elizabeth, please proceed back to your room; this is not a fashion show. The visit of the Queen is very crucial; time is of the essence. And oh by the way, I introduce my own name miss.” He spoke, not sounding too cold or too warm; a part where he had this blank commanding expression of a police officer and the heart-wrenching tone of a poet. He then placed his fork with grace and manners of a graceful dancer and tied the serviette and began to drink the finest wine that was place in front of them, after which, he finally broke yet another moment of silence, “I forgot to introduce myself to you, I am William Henry Hyde, the prime minister of Great Britain. I do want to apologize for that young girl who is naïve enough to know what to do and what not to do in front of a foreign monarch. I believe so that they still need to be-“he cleared his throat, “-educated.” He continued. “As for me being a Prime Minister and my past, I would prefer that it should remain to be a mystery up until now, and ask you to talk no more about it; If not too much to ask.” He said, in a gentle tone that both commanded and re-assured. “Ruling Great Britain is a difficult task, considering the span of our territory that would not require just simple laws that would be executed.” He then took a spoon-full of the finest lamb that was killed just this evening. “It required a gentle yet iron execution with laws of black and white. When you say it; you do it. These laws are quite simple. But do not get me wrong, we respect humanity to its greatest extent. Our prisoners are well-treated and not ill-treated as slaves from the medieval age.” He spoke, feeling that he talked too much, he stopped.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:26 am
As Aurora bowed her head secretly to Elizabeth as she left the room, she looks back at Monsieur William, recognizing his expression of being paranoid and bothered by Elizabeth's entry. As she saw him glance at her, feeling the tension of a silenced room, Aurora takes her cup of fine wine and zips it, looking down at her plate to see the delicious setting of fine lamb and freshly cut vegetables, smelling the unique aroma of the seasoning and herbs. The room was very silent, giving Aurora that awkward hearing of forks clinging on plates and cups being placed on the table, observing the Servers standing against the far walls, looking at both Aurora and William, seeing to it that the Majesties both have everything they require for their meal.
The silence finally broke as Monsieur William began to introduce himself, formally; explaining to Aurora of a weak excuse of "forgetting" to properly greet the Queen of France. Inside her mind, Aurora laughed, admiring William's stiffness and overrun mind....Though as he began to explain more about his duties of his kingdom, Aurora felt very inspired and understood him even more, taking back what she proclaimed about him being "stiff"....Aurora's grin shortens, expressing a sincere look of admiration and she says softly....
"Ah. Monsieur William. I really do admire you, and how you proceed to continually do your duties for your kingdom. I do agree, it does takes a lot of effort and dedication to complete such difficult tasks, especially when it's for your People. I now understand, why you see time is very precious to you...it cannot be wasted. I do feel very inspired by you, and how you take good care of your civilians, even the most unfortunate ones. And that is why I am here Monsieur, to begin by building a stronger community in Paris and to secure all my civilians that dwell in that society. If God is at my side, I would like to continue spreading this successful arrangement all throughout France, so that my country is at peace...."
As she said this, she looks back down at her plate, poking the lamb with her fork, thinking deeply how she really wanted this wish of "peace" to come true.....She then picks up a piece of lamb and chews on it and glances back at William, observing him nodding his head as she told him her ultimate plan.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:51 am
Lucian continued to eat formally as the Queen spoke with the tone of someone who is still novice in the dirty business of politics, she sounded too honest and too nice; a trait that is not for the beneficiary of a country who is in demand of a better life. “May I be blunt?” he said, trying to slice tenderly the meat that was newly placed before him. It was ham, but made special with the finest seasonings from the eastern part of the world; onions that grew wild and free, fruits that were taken very good care of by the eastern farmers, and gourmet salt that came fresh from the Pacific Ocean. He did not wait for any reply, “Your country, considering it to be a vulnerable state ever since the death of the former monarchs that ruled it with such grace and radical laws, truthfully speaking, that France does need an iron-fist. If I would not be overstepping my boundaries, I would like to tell you that France is greatly dependent upon one ruler; and that is you. Now if personal troubles and other idleness tries to attack you, France is as good as a dead nation.” He said trying to clear his throat that was attacked with a dry cough, but he shoved the disturbance away and continued. “Peace is just a reverie until it happens so to reality. You can never define or know peace until you have it; which is why the path you are taking towards the radiance of France is a path with too little illumination. Obtaining peace is not a too difficult task; it is possible. The solution towards the problem needs to be executed as at a very specific process that it is almost impossible for every country to do, but as I said; it is possible. The borders of France is not really expanded to huge territories unlike what was done during Darius the Great, and yet; he achieved peace and order without being a monster.” He said, with words of enlightenment passing from his mouth to the one who is in his far-opposite side. “Do not plan something on your own, always have your advisers with you; planning things in one point of view is folly, recreating things just by your own will is absurd. Which is why we were honored with you seeking our aid towards the betterment of another country in Europe.” He ended.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:48 am
As Aurora closely examined him, tilting her head to the side and holding her fork tightly, she absorbed every word that Monsieur William proclaimed. After he ended his speech, she stopped eating for a while, placing her fork down and using the energy to think, taking all the good advice he mentioned; but, also feeling more cautious for her country, as she repeated William's words in her mind again, focusing on the phrase of France turning into a "dead nation" if she was to do everything alone......Aurora was relieved when William mentioned peace, and how it was possible to achieve it so easily; though to her, it was impossible to achieve it alone. She was thankful to know that Great Britain was at her side; she then began to think about her other allies, Spain especially, and how sooner or later, she will no longer be alone to accomplish her goals, she would have Monsieur Fernando as King, her partner for life to assist her; but the thought of it weakened her, for she felt the future ahead could torment her than ever before, feeling like a trapped bird, who can spread its wings and fly, but is still locked in its cage....
Aurora places her hands on her lap under the table, folding them and thinking deeper of what she must do, what her next step is to this goal. Aurora then grabs her cup of wine and chugs it all done, already feeling the pressure of power, puncturing her nerves....she then responds back, twitching her eye from the strong, thick wine she swallowed......
"I am happy, Monsieur, that you know for a fact that "peace" is possible for me to achieve.....but not on my own...."
She places her cup down, slightly frowning as she tried to explain to him her greater alliance with Spain, and how she will permanently be aside their Prince, proclaiming how she is "fortunate" to have this luck of partnership in her kingdom....
"I shall tell you that my independent works will not last forever, for I am to be fully committed...t..to the Prince of Spain, who will guide France a..and....have me at his side....But, if you agree that you will continue to assist me, even when this phase in my life comes; I will be very grateful and indebted to you for as long as I live....."
Aurora noticed she had trouble proclaiming her engagement to the Spanish Prince....she did not expect this news of reality to be such a struggle to handle....Aurora clearly expressed to Monsieur William, that she was not fond of this arrangement she has to go through, nor was she pleased to announce it to one man....She began to imagine how she will arrive home in a few days, and proclaim her engagement, loud and clear, to all the civilians of France. The thought made her hands sweat; she picked up her glass of water and drank it slowly, clearing her throat clean, and continued to speak..
"I must be honest Monsieur, your truthful words have made me sound very weak.....What a "wee bee" Queen I must be to handle such heavy duty deeds on my own......But please, do not apologize....for you are very right. If you say I am capable of polishing my country with the help of my advisers and yourself, than I am fully committed to that goal. I will see to it that my lawful work is looked over and judged for the good of completing them properly, and for the good of France...."
Aurora continued to drink her water, asking one of the servers to kindly pour her some more....She felt nervous, get confident that her deeds can be kept in good hands, and this strong assistance...
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:07 pm
Lucian’s face turned pale during the mention of the Prince of Spain, It was indeed a memory he can’t forget; the root cause of everything that was happening. But he didn’t rise to power to detest either her or Ferdinand. It was still a name hard to say; a man doesn’t just change within months that seemed like centuries. He was having a very hard time swallowing the food to the point that he choked, the phrase or sentence did not held daggers in him just as much as before; but it still had a littler effect that is expected to be gone for a few more months. But then peace is just as much spoken through her words; but peace is not a game can easily happen when one country binds her to another. Lucian decided to make his final remark for he thought that the conversation was not getting anywhere farther than what was said about peace, “Your Majesty, I would like to say to you a few more words before we end this conversation.” He said, clicking his fingers on the wooden table that is carved with British embroidery that made a very evident sound that signals for the servants to take the leftovers off the table and serve what is needed; in this case, that is water. “France and Great Britain is not yet a country bonded with a Peace Treaty, which is why we could not assure full help when you needed it. Same goes for your country to mine; but what I can do for you now is to give you advices with extreme precaution but will surely help your country until the day that we both sign our treaties. Your majesty, I am in gratitude of your visit here as the epitome of all France, and I, as the embodiment of Great Britain.” He said while raising his brow to the mention of “please do not apologize.” And he sent out a, what-makes-you-think-I-will-apologize brow. Lucian stood up from his seat as the Queen did and he, as gentle as ever, placed back her chair to its ordinary position. “The royal guards can tour you to your room, but if you want to explore the wonders of our palace; then you could look around. For I, will visit France too. Probably this day or tomorrow.” He said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 7:36 pm
Amelia was still behind the throne she was still really lucky that no one had noticed her. She would wait until the Prime Minister and the Queen of France leaves before she was able to leave herself. She wanted to go for a horse back ride because it would clear her mind more. Instead she decided to go back to her room when she was done she would go horse back ridding in the morning. She was not sure how much longer she was going to have to wait she hoped that much longer and she hoped that she did not get caught.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 8:25 pm
After listening to the Prime Minister's opinion, which puzzled Aurora deeply, feeling belittled with his careless statement in which began to upset her, after all the trouble she's been through, feeling tired and light-headed...
As the servers began to clear the table, taking Aurora's unfinished food and half filled cup of water, she felt rudely rushed, already proposing in her mind that the Prime Minister has disowned her request, thereby making her feel like a waste of time to him. Aurora did not expect this kind of treatment from the Minister himself; knowing she has stepped into his kingdom with no proper welcome from him, nor finalize what she came for; observing how this whole time she was played and wasted on. As she saw William stand and walk towards her to place her chair in, Aurora's expression took a wrong turn, looking denied and flustered. William ending his statement made her feel that all her hard work was thrown away, already feeling disturbed on how William does his work, with disrespect and mention his absurd request of "visiting" France for no main purpose...Aurora looks at him with a disdainful, confused appearance......
"So...you proclaim that this deed cannot be accomplished due to a "peace treaty" in which we have not proposed yet? Why on earth have you not told me this from the beginning? I came to your kingdom to shape our alliances, to finally have this moment be in a partnership where we can agree on something together, is that not "peace"? Are you proclaiming that my arrival here was all a misunderstanding, a mistake? I do not understand your policy of your individual works, but I must say, this has been very unpleasant, giving the fact that I have wasted so much time and effort, trying to persuade you to assist me, and this is how I'm treated?...."
Aurora slightly shrugs and brings her arms out, feeling like an nuisance to his presence....She frowned of the fact, she could only look into William's eyes and question him of his disrespecting treatment....
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