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Julian: Oh, I'm used to moving a lot of things. Kinda comes with being raised on a ranch.
Julian: It's for a baby. I wanna be prepared before they get here.
eddie: that cowboy life. sounds better than being locked away in a castle.
eddie: but if it's for the baby then i'm happy to help
eddie: how much more do you need to get?
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Julian: Can anyone help me bring in this large box?
Julian: I bought a playpen that's why the box is big.
eddie: moving a box? not really my thing
eddie: but it does entirely depend on what the playpen is for
kamaria:
“It’s called an adventure for a reason and you’re going.” Kamaria said with a definite tone in her voice. “It’ll be fun, I promise, and if you hate it I won’t bother you again.”
“am i now?” eduardo raised a brow to the other, trying ( and failing ) to conceal the smile on his face. “well if you never bothering me again is part of the deal, then how could i ever say now?” the tone of his voice intended to be playful. “do i get any clues?”
utterbliss5:
when u kinda jealous but u jus tryna be like whatever.
eliza:
everyone carried on unaffected by the fact that their lives would be changed forever. some of these poor souls even appeared cheerful and untroubled. ink blue eyes widened in surprise at the posed question. worth was something that never crossed her mind in this situation. her country’s security was of the utmost importance to her. it always had been. it was ingrained in the princess’s mind from a young age. serving her country as a ruler was her bloodright but this was something different. there was no room for resistance. whomever was responsible for selecting the crown princess of norway would have the last laugh. she was miserable. eliza mustered the strength to lift her neck, tilting the bottle back so that the liquor could burn her throat. after multiple heaping gulps, she held the bottle to her chest. “i’m not sure, darling. i heard he was out with rosie just earlier. after that whole lecture about being exclusive. my cousin, of all people. i wish he was as sweet to me as you are.” her gaze diverted from the male as she nodded her head before throwing the bottle back again. the revelation came from a wicked place. she hoped that eduardo would be equally annoyed with the ex couple. there should have been no competition between the two princesses, yet eliza couldn’t help herself from being envious. she didn’t love aksel like she could only assume rosie did. it was only natural for him to crave whatever attachment they shared. the french princess had little experience with passion or adoration with the exception of short lived flings. the closest she had come to love was familial or platonic. “i suppose you’re right.” she declared after a moment of silence. “what if we just switched betroths? i’m sure there’s someone we can talk about this. neither one of us deserves to be plagued with thoughts of infidelity. it makes perfect sense, don’t you think so eddie?”
the feel of his heart sinking imposed itself on him at that moment she mentioned their future partners. face showing exactly that by producing a faint frown. jealousy was always something that he’d struggled with ( no matter what the relationship had been ) but he found it even more so in this odd ‘love square’ that they appeared to be in. perhaps things would have been easier if he’d have been betrothed to eliza. his only role in this entire arrangement was to marry somebody who would strengthen an ally to spain. especially given that he was not the first-born, nor the second. really he just wanted things to be effortless — much like how he’d emptied the bottle that he nursed. opening another, eddie crawled so that he could place himself closely beside her. taking a long sip from the liquor to replenish himself as he listened. nearly spitting it out when trying to withhold a snort. “forgive me,” he was quick to retract before moving his gaze to eliza, “the idea of the pair still amuses me... though i suppose i shouldn’t laugh. we are two sides of the same coin, don’t you think?” of course he wouldn’t ever openly admit his feelings to or for anybody. knowing he could to some extent sympathise with all parties involved. mostly it remained to be eliza that he felt for the most. it wasn’t pity, nor was it charity. it was an understanding. “switch betroths? i suppose it would benefit both our countries, wouldn’t you say? they do border, and we would be the golden couple of europe. it’d practically raise the family profiles by seventy-five percent... and imagine how dazzling our children would be.”
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angelique:
She managed not to show her disturbance when she saw who she had been talking to, even managing to smile. She hadn’t seen in a while and she had thought she’d be ready by now but it would seem she had been wrong. Still she was determined not be affected. “I think things could be worse, we could be stuck in the palace and not be able to leave..”
it seemed strange to see one another again. of course, he knew that their paths would cross again ( it was inevitable ) but this soon? unexpected was the only word he could conjure. still, the unexpected was welcomed with open arms. “imagine that. locked away like prisoners... married off to the people our parents have meticulously selected, then forced to move away from our home country.” eddie paused, turning slightly to face her. “almost medieval, don’t you think?”
rosalie:
rosie knew it was rude to stare but how could one not with someone like eduardo? he wasn’t just handsome, he was beautiful. she made sure her towel would protect her head from the sand and went to lay down. she would be content laying by him for the rest of her life. she opened her eyes, and brought up her sunglasses to look at him. “it has been a long time,” she answered, truthfully. it would be easier that way. but now? it was a matter of regetting to know him. “I think, we our paths would have crossed again.”
his head rested on the towel that had been thrown down, not really bothered by the sand, but instead hoping to gain some closeness to rosie. no malice was placed in the action — only the desire to develop their connection, knowing that their younger years were slightly naive on his behalf. “seems almost a lifetime ago.” he mentioned, breathe almost a laugh, “at least with how different things were back then. though i do believe that this was meant to be... not in some cheesy fashion. i mean more so if i hadn’t have been foolish as a teenager.”
angelique:
If she was totally honest she wasn’t sure how she felt about being here, the place was amazing of course and she had always liked greek history and myths but at the end of the day she was someone that would rather be in her country and well the fact that that the reality of an arranged marriage was there didn’t make things easier. Since she just arrived she decided to look around and hopefully also ran into people she knew. After a while, she just ended up at the garden and she sat down on a bench “So is this the only outside place we have?”
eduardo would often spend his time on the beach. it reminded his ( somewhat ) of home, and gave him slight comfort during the chaos that currently bestowed the royals. greece was beautiful, yes, but it didn’t have the same freedoms that spain possessed. for that reason, he was not surprised by the question that came from the other — looking across to offer a reassuring smile on the issue. “feels quite like we are dogs, doesn’t it?” he countered, trying his best to maintain his joyful expression. though in truth, eddie was perturbed at the sight of angelique, giving the last time they saw one another.
graham:
There was something about three am. Graham liked to call it the truth hour, because it was very difficult to keep up a mask at that particular time of the morning. In old times, it had been called the witching hour, and sometimes he still heard Rochelle refer to it as such. It was a time he often found himself up at, looking for some inane task to put his tired brain to, until he could actually sleep. Tonight (or this morning) it found him in one of the many living areas, slowly building up a tower of cards. He was on his third pack of cards and the base of it covered at least half of the floor, a card carefully balanced where he was about to leave it. Someone walked into the room. The entire structure folded in on itself, in a quiet rustling of wind. Graham sighed. “That was probably for the best,” he admitted.
eduardo would often wake up in the early hours of the morning — usually starting his day at five am to have some time before his surroundings would be swamped by others. he’d seen that it was earlier than that, but he decided that it would be best to wake whilst he felt energised. opting to make use of this time, he headed to the living areas ( that were often unoccupied ) but was taken back by the presence of somebody else being there. it wasn’t that he minded, rather that he was never used to the company. “awfully sorry, i often have a habit of destroying card towers. though frankly, this might be my easiest yet.” he mentioned, smiling to the other. “want help rebuilding?”
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nicolette:
“Silly faces!” cried Nicolette sticking her tongue out. The people around her laughed, pulling their own goofy expressions and the photographer snapped her camera. So far, the atmosphere in Greece had been strangely stifling. Her bodyguard refused to let her go exploring off the castle grounds, and she could forget about asking to be involved with any charities in the whole nation. Well, she was determined to have fun when she could, and today that meant documenting her time surrounded by a gorgeous landscape and cheerful friends.
“Bonjour! Hello! Yes you come here! Get in the picture,” she called to a person in the distance. Then she tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Now,” she said, “like we’re posing for Vogue. The September issue.”
once you’d done everything within the grounds of the castle, it almost felt like a mystery to eddie as to what you would do next. sure, there was plenty of activities and diplomatic matters that could occupy, but it often became repetitive after a certain amount of time. so when he managed to get away from the mundane conversation in the communal area, the prince made his way to take a walk in the garden — at least the fresh air would be beneficial. it was only a short way into his walk when the other ambushed him, causing him to give a gentle chuckle. “bonjour, nicolette.” he managed to call out before pausing to hear the rest. “vogue september issue? wearing my casual wear? my mother would be distraught!”
juliet:
Juliet was always going to be grateful that her parents had at least been sure that they made sure that her and one of her siblings were only a short train ride away and an even shorter flight. The moment that she needed someone she was only a short distance from one of her few best friends. “That’s still thirty one minutes too long,” she pointed out to him tapping his nose tenderly as she smiled brightly, “Which is really truly long for me and you know it. You’re just lucky that Jack has been keeping me entertained. I do suppose I will forgive you though, after all if I don’t forgive you how am I suppose to get cuddles?”
eduardo could not imagine a life without siblings. there were so many in the royal family of spain ( all with differing personalities ) that it made it easy to always have somebody to talk to — always in a short distance of a best friend. he had hopes that his own children would have a similar upbringing, but he was still coming to grips with the english customs. “amazingly long, how will we ever cope when a sea separates us?” the words causing a small frown to develop, only to curve into a soft simper at the mention of her happiness. “i am glad that you have a happy ending to walk towards with jack... i am always so worried for you all when it comes to this arranged marriage business.” a fact that he was entirely open about. nonetheless, the seriousness of the subject was quickly taken away by eddie, who wrapped his arms around his younger sister; bringing her into a tight embrace. “cuddles or grasp?”
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juliet:
Juliet was grateful that her brother had taken the time to come see her. She knew that it was probably going to be on her to make the move once they were countries away. She knew that Ireland wasn’t exactly inviting to anyone but herself not that she was one to complain about it though. She had her own reasons for looking forward to Ireland. She had Jack after all. But she was going to always make an effort to see her siblings, they were still going to be her best friends. They were stuck with her no matter the physical distance between them. “I am always awfully sad when I don’t see you for too long, also known as about two hours. Where have you been hiding from me? You know there’s specific rules between us about seeing each other. You’re suppose to always be here for me.”
there was some comfort ( to eduardo ) in the fact that the separation between himself and juliet would be the smallest — their future countries bordering, and leaving him with hope of regular visits. of course he would have his own life in england, as well as a marriage to focus on, though he knew that his duties could extend to ireland. “excuse me, i think you’ll find it has been an hour and a half.” he correct, grin appearing. “practically a decade when you think about it, though i suppose it was my own fault for wandering off along the beach. will you forgive me? or am i too late?” the grin become somewhat of a small pout.
@xfregality:
the princess was no stranger to seeking comfort in eduardo, but this need for validation was like a dull pain in her side. it was fleeting, usually passing just as quickly as it washed over her. the idea of not being enough for someone was mind boggling. she took a swig of the golden colored liqour, and another, and then another until she finally felt the bubbles coursing through her veins. it was depressing, watching everyone else fall in love like fools while she was stuck trying to prove herself to a man she didn’t want to be with anyway. “is this what other girls feel like? undesirable, i mean. he looked at me like i was the most pathetic person he’d ever seen.” she rambled on. eliza wasn’t fishing for sympathy from the male, however, she knew she had it. they had a way of seeing things from the other’s perspective. shifting her body to face him, the blonde extended her hand for him to take. “are my parents really to blame? perhaps i really am insufferable. i know that i can be opinionated. maybe i am a bit bossy, or entitled or whatever. it’s just not fair. he wants me to jump through hoops and i’m stupid enough to actually fall for it.”
the idea of arranged marriage had never really been questioned by eduardo. though he supposed that if his situation was similar to that of his friend, then he might have something to think on. still, there was something strange about seeing eliza in this situation — disregarded almost. he hated to know that his friend was straining over something inalterable. the seriousness of the matter encouraged him to place his bottle to one side, eyes entirely set on her to ensure his attention was noted. “liza, do you honestly think he is worth the effort?” he questioned, trying his best not to roll his eyes. it was ( to some extent ) amusing to him that there seemed to be somewhat of a ‘love square’ between the various countries. “only a fool would deem you undesirable, and do you really respect the opinion of a fool?” he furrowed his brow, “that truly would be pathetic.” eduardo’s words were not spiteful, nor said to cause her further pain. it was to reassure her that she was not the problem, and only to further his comfort by taking the hand offered, giving a small squeeze. “entitled? bossy? insufferable? are these not the usual traits of a royal? also, would you honestly want to change? being opinionated is part of your charm. either way, i appreciate it. surely that is the only opinion you should care about.”
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rosalie:
she looked up to him, rosiness on her cheeks but she was happier now that is was easier to hide with the sun also hitting her cheeks. it looked more of a glow from within. she hoped to get to see another country other than her beloved england. she wondered how they would divide their time between the two countries and how her people would react. she looked down to him for a moment, thinking of his comment before she joined him in the sand.
“this spot right here seems pretty good,” she whispered.
his palms pressed into the sand as he titled his head upwards to the sun, believing that it might offer some warmth in the slight breeze. it wasn’t exactly working, but it did mean that he was looking up to rosie, who he offered a slight smile to. he’d often say the wrong thing ( a terrible habit ) and was hoping to detract from his previous comments on the matter. “it feels like forever ago since we first met, don’t you think?” he pondered, “i often wondered whether i might see you again... well, outside of protocol.”
