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he made his way to the punch bowl, handing a chalice over to the worker. “hello,” he greeted politely to the other beside him before stretching to grab the re-fille glass.

“your majesty,” hawi stated, bowing softly to her country’s queen. “good morning,” she moved to sit down. it was different than home, all the nobles, staff, and royalty in one palace.  being a noble she had grown up close to the royal family but never this close.  hawi missed home but was glad that ethiopia could get help.

As much as Soren would rather be home that in Switzerland, he knew that it was important to get to know the other leaders as it was unlikely there would ever again be such a prime opportunity to know so many major powers at once. He may not have trusted them, may not have been keen to form any longstanding alliances, but it was important to know who your enemies were - it made it that much easier to outsmart them. “Lovely flowers, your majesty.” Soren greeted as cordially as he could. “Do you think they’ll be included in the wedding?” @jcdedcrown​

Magda, although not one to care much about appearances, knew she had to be on both her best behaviour and dress accordingly for the wedding. She knew her knees were going to be sore from so much kneeling and courtsying before any royal she came across, as it happened once she found herself face to face with the Ethiopian Queen. “ Your Majesty, it’s good to see you’re joining us for the wedding. “

“ Do you need any assistance? “ Diayu asked to the younger woman. The guard had been overseeing the finishing touches for the big day. After all, one of the princesses she watched over didn’t get married everyday in a lavish ceremony as the one to be held within the Swiss palace. This was, perhaps, the last free moment she’d have prior to the ceremony and the celebration that would follow. 

“Were you hoping to meet with the Queen, your majesty? I’m afraid she’s indisposed.” Yes, he knew where she was. No, he did not particularly feel like relating that to this woman, this foreign royal. Perhaps it was a different form of protectiveness coming out in him, a distaste for the way everyone seemed to want Emilia’s time without regard for if there was any left to spare for her, but Vicente knew well how to hide that. “Your time must be precious, is there a message I can pass on?” @jcdedcrown​

the italian queen bowed her head gently in greeting to the other before turning her attention back to the flowers in front of them, “ they are different to those that grow at home but that would be because of the different climate, “ this was all things she had learnt from her mother at a young age. 

Livia sat in the gardens, at the table she had requested to be set up for her to enjoy her afternoon tea by the shade of a tree. There were empty chairs around the table, in case anyone decided to join her; otherwise it would be terribly rude to have people coming and going, standing by as she enjoyed her hot drink and they only stared. A tempting thought if she were in a foul mood truth be told, though it wasn’t the case that afternoon. Hearing steps behind her, she didn’t turn around to face the new arrival. “ The tea is still hot, if I may interest you in a cup. “

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The morning had begun earlier than Esme had expected, and she woke feeling as though she had only managed a few pitiful hours of sleep. Though she had been experience a host of emotions regarding the trip to Switzerland, as of late she had been feeling as though some sort of weight had begun to settle atop her chest. Unable to place the feeling or its cause, she’d chosen to carry on without change, though her mind appeared preoccupied on occasion. The Sultana had taken her time dressing, running her hairbrush through her hair meticulously and buttoning her dress slowly, buying herself some time. As she stepped from her quarters, finally ready for whatever the day might bring, she felt herself colliding with a passerby. “Heavens!” She exclaimed, clutching her bosom in surprise. “My sincerest apologies! Perhaps I should have announced my intention to step out! You haven’t been hurt, have you?”

desta was trying to her enjoy her time in switzerland. it was hard though with the relation her kingdom had with the other kingdoms. they had betrayed them. when they needed help they had lost all of their allies, except for persia. she missed her home. missed her family that was left. she missed her mom and her brothers. despite not trusting half the people in the castle she still journeyed around the grounds. she was an early riser. already walking around before half the castle was awake. she was walking unaware of the doors that lined the wall next to her. without warning a door opened next to her and someone stepped out colliding with her. “i’m sorry. i guess i should have been more aware. are you okay?” she asked the women who stood in front of her.