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luisa wolfenbรผttel : 40, queen of brunswick. [ fc: morena baccarin ]. info.
reginald leรณn : 55, king of spain. [ fc: shemar moore ]. info.
illyana lorraine : 31, queen of hungary. [ fc: samara weaving ]. info.
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luisa wolfenbรผttel : 40, queen of brunswick. [ fc: morena baccarin ]. info.
reginald leรณn : 55, king of spain. [ fc: shemar moore ]. info.
illyana lorraine : 31, queen of hungary. [ fc: samara weaving ]. info.

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another good thing about her daughter's arrival is that it brings monarchs she's not met or seen yet to her chambers. and while not everything has or needs to be a political decision, its nice to find even nuetral ground with all monarchs, even the ones that are against her and her country. defne nods looking down to the new life and then back at the other ruler. "yes i am," defne agrees. "my son keeps both his father and i on our toes, but i hear girls are somehow harder and are more michevious." defne nods. "we have, her name is ecrin."
"ah, that might all depend. do you consider yourself to be a little mischievous, your majesty?" a brow quirks above her own grin that bleeds into something rather playful too. though two of the children luisa has raised as her own didn't come from her own blood, the traits they've picked up from her could arguably fool someone who didn't know that truth. she takes it upon herself to take a seat alongside of the other queen, shifting the garb of her gown so her heel doesn't fray the hem ( or make her trip when decides to stand again because yes, anything is possible with brunswick's matriarch ). "ecrin. beautiful name and very fitting. do people still offer gifts in times like these? i feel ill prepared, like i should have at least brought one of those rattles of the sort."
A chuckle escaped her lips. "Oh you get no judgement from me, feel free to throw as many temper tantrums as you want around me." She didn't mind, after all, everyone needed to let their emotions and frustrations out at some point. It was bad to let it all be bottled up inside, it would all explode at some point and that would be a lot worse. "It's quite annoying, I know. I'm the crown princess, I've had my fair share of people telling me to find a suitor. Thankfully, they've shut up about it now, since I've found someone." She didn't know if it would lead to a marriage but she knew she wanted it. "You don't have to thank me, I've always been told that I'm a good listener. That I have to agree on, I've already forgotten most of the people that I've spoken to here."
"you don't know how much that means to me, diana." dramaticism splays over her guise as she drops her mouth into a quick pout, recovering with light laughter that trails off underneath her nose. it's exactly the kind of encouragement illyana was looking for. "you should come by more often. perhaps we can even practice playing a game of chess... and yes, practice." she was no card shark among the seas of piranhas around here. she'd simply lose. though diana's courtship does whelm the queen a little curious, maybe even itching for a story. "i hope i'm not overstepping when i ask this, but for you, was it love at first sight? or did you sort of fall into it?"
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ to talk to her sister. As much as she makes an effort to avoid talking to her for too long, it never lasts. Part of her feels bad for some words she said in their last conversation. In the heat of the rage, she said a few things which she shouldn't. She waited for her sister's guards to inform Illyana that she was present. It was dinner time, maybe they could have dinner, right? Or whatever, her sister feels like doing.
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the way two out of three lorraine sisters left things the other night was brutal, to say the least. she is proud to rule over the hungarians, of course, but what illyana feels for her sisters amounts to much more than the plains they call home. the words that fell from her mouth almost felt regrettable in a way. once she's finally in presentable attire, she opens the door and meets barbara's gaze with an awkward crook of her mouth - neither smile nor scowl. "hello, barbara." the blonde parts from the doorway, standing alongside her. "i was just getting ready for supper. join me, will you? we..." fought. shouted. fell into a tiff. but nothing parts from her mouth but a stutter. "i... just feel like i should shut up for the rest of my days."
ย ย ย ย ย heย chuckledย ย aย ย littleย despite ย findingย no humor in his father's words but the spanish heir oft presented a facade rather than the truth. so much so that it came naturally to him after so many years of embodying it. ย โ i do my best to maintain my studies. โ ย he replied. now that was true. he might not spend as much time reading as he did sparring but a future king must be skilled at both. bash nodded. ย โ i have. despite the unfortunate events, they've been strong allies for spain. it'd be a shame to lose them. โ
despite the rumors that surround the king of spain's obligations, he personally likes to consider himself a family man. one could argue that even his more malicious excursions are to keep his country afloat... and comfortably, at that. to see sebastian make his way through the courts was nearly proof of it. "indeed. i know you do." and he should entirely let his children know how proud of them he his, but he's a firm believer that actions speak louder then words. he passes off a fleeting simper in light of that. "good. i've been talking with my friend king graeme recently and it's fortunate that we both remain hopeful that one day our countries will stand together. i hope to see you at the dinner we're planning just to... eh, socialize."

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๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ซ โ reginald ! ( @resages )
๐ฅ๐จ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง : spanish wing .
๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ค , ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฒ , & ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐จ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ... ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ that describe a mischievous lizard but also the perfect adjectives to describe manuel . the trickiest of the leon clan โ only second to his infamous father , manny had a ... reputation of people pleasing when it came to the end goal of getting exactly what he wanted . always quick with a compliment , swift with a kiss of the hand . but with his father ? manuel knew his place , but he also ... never wanted to give too much away when it came to reg . entering the spanish throne room , the prince walked past a slew of bowing courtiers before finally making his way to the king โ a grin etching on his face fitting enough for the world's best used car salesman . " father โ ah ... knew that was you . spotted the shiny baldness from a kilometer away . "
reginald could pick out that smug smile of his son's from a quarter mile away. brazen and bold. if he let his eyes linger any longer over him, reginald could see a fraction of himself reflected through manny's demeanor... if only that eased his skeptical thoughts on the younger's true intentions. reginald, quite visibly, just deadpans. "tread carefully, manuel. my genes carry fruitfully. you'll wake up one day and be the spinning image of me before you know it..." a warning or a threat, maybe even a backwards compliment? who knows these days. he stands near the fireplace with his elbow propped up on the framed cement, other hand on his hip as he drops his mouth into a straight line. "have you come to end up in the infirmary by my hand with all of your foolishness... or did you just miss your old man?"
Reina was on one of her patrols, when she stumbled into a room that was occupied by the King of Spain. She had noticed the Spanish guards outside, but it wasn't like they could prevent her from coming into the room, which was a public space, mostly when she was on duty. With everything happening lately, that would've been rather suspicious. Reina was planning on just checking the room and be on her way, but when the King spoke to her, she couldn't exactly ignore him. "Your Highness." She bowed her head at the man. "Did not mean to interrupt, I'm just doing my job." Reina titled her head to the side, before shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I do not know, Your Highness."
in his eyes, respect goes a long way. though she wasn't necessarily disruptive, or intruding for that matter, his nerves were scrunched tight like a rubberband ball with no elasticity. "i see," he responds with a less than subtle exhale that takes over his shoulders, somewhat relaxing into it - relaxing into a more... appeasing demeanor. "you'll have to excuse my rift, my late wife had a habit of chalking up my temperament to, in her old words, me not being a morning person." the thought of it makes him snort; if only she could see him now. "the answer is a coin. say, have you seen any suspicious wanderers near our side of the court lately? perhaps even... last night?"
๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ for the day . a summer resolution for her was to be a lot more present around the palace . after all , when her father finally kicks the bucket it'll be she who will be queen of italy โ so she might as well get started in making their most tenured alliances stronger & establish new , lucrative ones . she had managed to procure an alliance with spain as a result of her under - the - table marriage to bash ( one that will ... probably only be helpful once sebastian takes the throne ) . coming around the corner , the princess spotted luisa's ear against the door ; a brow raising the moment she began to act as if she were merely lost in thought . approaching the queen , lucrezia crossed her arms ; a smirk dancing on her lips . " very lovely indeed . " she then pointed to the double doors . " so what's the story in there ? "
theater is sorely out of her sights, that's for certain. not that she can carry a tune anyhow, but the prospect of putting on a performance was, well... still, severely dormant. she smooths over the flyaways at the back of her neck, resting her palm near the crook of it as her eyes dart between the door the princess points to and the finger she extends towards it. "ahhh - well. it seems as though someone's with child, but the who is the part i missed because-" you startled me, she wants to say, but instead luisa hikes up the side of her face in a teethy grimace. "they started speaking lower, and i wasn't gifted with spy ears, unfortunately. but i've been told my snout is much better for sniffing out things... like pastries, or blood. the ordinary."
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dai lu loved the library. out of all the places inside versailles it was the only place that reminded her of home, the smell of dust and parchment combining with the quiet bringing back memories that were more fond than not. she pulled a book off the shelf at random, a heavy leather tome with silver foiling. dai lu leafed through the pages, enjoying the marginalia more than she was reading the words. she looked up when she heard footsteps approach, offering a tight smile. " such an extensive collection, all things considered, isn't it? "
it's ironic. illyana despised being forced to read when she was a child, but now in times of self-propelled solitude and having severe cases of boredom from time to time, she's turned to the library as a source of entertainment... or occupying her mind when she didn't want to think about prospective courtships at the very least. she turns the empress with an amused lifted brow. "quite. though i'd carefully read the bindings on a few of these. some of the print is smudged and..." her gaze trails upwards to no distinct area, raising a finger to her chin like it would aid her memory. "i do believe i chose some sort of novel alluding to the possibility of witchcraft once before... i had it burned."
Nikolas had spent the day outside in the gardens, it was a lovely day and he had wanted to enjoy the sun for a little while. He had been spending far too much time indoors, he knew that but he could not help it. Nikolas did not feel comfortable wandering the corridors of the palace, in a country that was still considered his enemy. When he noticed the other against the door, Nikolas was planning on just walking right by but that was stopped as soon as she spoke to him. "Hum yes, it is a lovely day." He nodded his head as he came to a stop in front of her. "Is everything alright?"
"hm, i don't know..." she trails off, puffing up her cheeks in a less than meek attempt at trying to buy some time to think of an excuse for her suspicious behavior... that she's horrible at dissuading. "doesn't everything look alright?" her voice scales an octave higher trying to keep up the rouse but after a couple seconds she completely drops the act. "eh. walk with me." the queen of brunswick is nosey, obviously, but but people pass smiles like they pass a piece of pie. so easily, so effortlessly, one could only assume that half of them are fake. her feet turn away from the door and set down the path of the hallway, inclined to pick his brain and see what rumors have been passed around. "i'm scorned by the past a bit, you see. have you heard the tales of our court before my family and i arrived here in france?"
" ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ . because you both are slowly becoming the source of mine . " the king pursed his lips before shaking his head , the poke to his chest prompting him to lean up on is elbows . " yes , you do . i thought my mother was the nagger then i met you & you've given her quite the run for her money . you , her , & shakespeare should sit down for a cup of tea sometime . the three of you would debate to your heart's content . " amos chuckled at the thought , only wanting to be a fly on the wall at such an event . getting off of the bed , he begins to untie the sides of his formal dress โ walking over to her side of the bed as he did ; leaning down to place a kiss upon her forehead . " no flan . the bed spread gets sticky & i'm caught finding caramel in places ... there shouldn't be caramel . "
a scoff momentarily makes her lip hike up in sheer offense - but a split second later she deflates with a roguish smirk and settles back on her side. amos wears his stress like a second skin as any great king does, though luisa falls clueless as to how well he manages it all the time, but she'd be lying if she said it hadn't been doing wonders for him as time carried on. "is that right? i'm suddenly feeling the urge to up my antics just to see how many more you sprout. that salt and pepper look-" she draws out a long blink, wriggling her shoulders all the way up to her ears in a giddy fit of admiration. "mmph! it just does something to me." as he parts from the bed and nears her side, her smile spreads even further underneath the warmth of his affection. it's something she could never let go of, even years before when he snaked around with those other godforsaken maidens and challenged the strength of her heartstrings. "no? you have a passion for theatrics and a mouth a horse could be envious of. saddle up, your majesty..." she springs forward, fingers creeping near the back of his trousers to pinch the underside of his cheek. "and hurry up. i want dessert."
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ up on the bed straight when Luisa joined the edge of her bed, and gave the queen more space to be comfortable in her bed. The Hungarian princess rarely cried if not never, but these past few days she was crying a lot, unable to leave her own chambers. Right now, she could feel the tears falling on her delicate features, and her nose reddish, her face a tad puffy from the tears. She was tired of people telling her she had a bright future when she didn't see any bright in the future. โ I was seeing him for a few months, I think. โ She wiped up her own tears, with the back of her hand and met Luisa's brown ones. โ I didn't mean to get this farโฆ It just happenedโฆ Anyway, he umโฆโ Barbie couldn't even look at her when she looked down, to say the rest of the phraseโฆ โ He broke up with me. Not that I knew what we were or whatever we had. โ They never put a label on themselves, things simply happened naturally. โ Because I'm a princess, and he is a Count. Anyway, I should've seen it coming. I knew that I would get a match eventually. But not this soon. โ She was repeating his words, that still hurts but it is the reality. Barbara was hearing the voice of the heart, not the brain. Unfortunately, there isn't any magical solution to solve this, but still, she feels rather lost, hopeless, and heartbroken. She wanted to hear Luisa as if she was seeking comfort or any good advice, but deep down, she knew what kind of answer she would hear. โ Luisa, please don't let people know why I'm sad. I've been lying that I'm sick if anything, you knowโฆ 'I'm sick', okay? โ She trusts the brunette won't tell her secrets. There is something about her that made her trust her entirely. They have a special bond.
heartache provides a compelling story in the hungarian quarters. luisa's attention never falters, so much to the point where she notices the build up to the waterworks. it inwardly makes her clench, brows delving deep with concern as barbara pours out all her feelings out about a count she's likely bumped shoulders with and probably mistook him for someone else... but she'll keep that part to herself. nimble fingers work near the neckline of her dress and dip into the side, pulling out a handkerchief to pass it along to the blonde, a reassuring hand coming to soothe over it's place on her shoulder. "i feel sort of... bad... when i say that most of us have been where you are, barbara. it's cruel and unfair..." her cheeks hollow out, puckering up with a deep exhale - "but if you ever feel as if it's been drawing on for too long you could always resort to what my aunt did to her husband and-" she clicks her tongue, swiping a finger underneath her neck with an adjacent head roll - a poor attempt at trying to depict a death. "poison him, i mean. i was told hemlock can usually get the task done within the same hour." and there's only a fraction of her jesting about all of this... a hand shoos away the idea and swings through the air, winding back to use her pointer finger in agreeance. "tell no one. understood. but eventually you have to get up and face the world again, barbara. you'll get dark circles under your eyes just from wallowing in here all day."
It is a refreshing change of pace, between the royals who were too nervous to wipe their mouths with their handkerchiefs in the wrong way after dinner and the one who sat before her now who was about to make a mess out of whatever staff happened to step a toe out of line. Maria leaned more towards the latter of the two, though at this moment, it was a lean at best. "Not at the moment, no. The culprit of this," she rested her elbow on the table, giving her broken wrist the pedestal it deserved, "Has already been taken care of. Regrettably, it wasn't by my hands, though I would have loved that opportunity to do it myself..." It was a dangerous line to toe, especially with the thought of her betrothed lingering the back of her mind, one who was so good and so noble.
meh. that's what his expression tells as he knocks his head from one side to the other trying to fan out a deep sigh. not only is he disappointed but he unfortunately feels as if there hasn't been any excitement since the little fiasco that has maria's wrist bound in order to heal. well, aside from political matters, but that's only given the king headaches as of late. "pity. it's rumored that criquet can help with releasing a bit of frustration. maybe not aim for the heads of the courtier's, though... some of them are actually tolerable." which could be considered grand praise coming from him. "while it's on my mind - how is your father? it almost feels like he's been purposefully avoiding us like some sort of disease."

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Diana turned her head to look at the other as she took a sip from the tea in front of her. She had to admit, it was rather entertaining to watch, the speeches from the possible suitors trying to impress the Hungarian Queen. Although, it was quite obvious that every single one of them failed miserably. It made her glad though, that she had managed to find Yuichi and that she did not have to worry about any of this. "I guess that is how things are in our world." She shrugged her shoulders. "Aren't you being a little too dramatic though? I mean, you're the Queen, just say no to this nonsense, you'll find yourself a suitor when you want to."
she rolls her eyes away from the princess, purely in a fritz because she just wanted to have a moment... with a butter knife. she'll likely think back on this later and realize what sort of court jester she looked like, which ultimately just makes her inwardly grimace. ugh. "how come gizella and barbara get to throw their temper tantrums in peace and i get ridiculed for swinging around a butter knife with some jam on it?" illyana huffs, returning to her usual mature stature as she discards the utensil back to it's tray & takes her seat again. "i say no, they just nudge and nag. like little midnight critters. though i will admit, complaining has made me feel a lot better about the whole ordeal." she dips her head in diana's direction, "i appreciate you being my listening victim... and my other set of eyes, too. after the fourth person everyone started to look the same."
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ Barbara had much of an appetite lately, it had been days, weeks even, and she was skipping the meals, especially after the last encounter with Xavier. She spent three entire days, locked in her bedroom didn't leave, and did not allow anyone to get in ( including the lady-in-waiting ). Carefully, she put her pet bunny on the ground, it was dressed in purple, and she straightened her posture as she looked at her sister with fire in her eyes, her fists clenched so tight when Illyana mimicked her. โ Argh!!!! โ She growls animalistically and angrily, feeling her blood boiling in anger, even her face was turning crimson. โ I did NOT agree with you! Just because we don't label what we have doesn't mean it was a blur! โ It was rare for Barbara to see somebody she liked, she had never really shown interest in anyone for years ( the last time she was a teenager ). โค โ Our proper entitlement?! โ She scoffs at her words. โ Sounded like you made DESPERATE measures without thinking, nลvรฉr! โ The shortest Lorraine got on top of the chair to get taller than her sister to argue and grabbed her by the collar of her dress. โ Now I am going to be THE ONE sent to that ICE LAND, freezing the life of me. Not YOU. โ Another rare signal is seeing Barbara blast, after all, she is rather impulsive, not even she is capable of doing when she feels somebody gets on her nerves. โ If my love life is concerned with Hungary, then yes nลvรฉr! It's my concern. Not my fault if you chose power over love. โ Her grip on Illyana's collar dress tightened. โ And y'know they do! โ She refers to the court wanting her sister to get married as well. She let go of her grips, adjusting her posture but remained stood on top of the chair, observing Illyana.
barbara's room is filled with enough fuming frustration where it could combust and strip the paint from the walls. one could only assume that's just the likely outcome when a pair of the lorraine siblings get into a squabble. illyana takes the brunt of her sister's yelling in one ear, out the other, in no way trying to scratch her voice in an attempt to bark over barbara's pitch. "without thinking?! all i do is think, barbara. it is my damn job to think. to do a death dance with chance and move around this court like it's a game of chess. i think about our independence, our people, our money. you love your silk gowns, do you not? your perfumes? your precious little bunny? if we fail another time you could be eating him for supper!" anger splits her tongue. maybe it was her fault for falling into barbara's rouse, stepping closer, giving her the proximity to yank her up by the collar with the inability to part from her rage. a scowl hardens the eldest's features and most of it solidifies from barbara's theatrics. she'd knock her down if she just hadn't got out the infirmary weeks ago, but instead illyana shoves her hands away, swiping her fingers over the neck of her own dress to smooth out the wrinkles barbara put there while attempting to recompose herself with a shoulder exalting inhale & exhale. "you always adapt, barbara, you will survive a betrothal, but i don't believe we as a whole can survive if i just sit around..." but that's right, isn't it? she did give up love for power, and before that notion makes a move to swallow her whole, illyana dares to take the first bite in order to ensure abandoning her personal feelings was worth all of this. she sniffs back a tear that threatens the brim of her nostrils, taking a couple steps backwards towards the door, for she can't waver in this choice any longer. "this decision wasn't made as your sister, but it was made as your queen... and i'm sorry."