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" Prince Wilhelm ( Later Wilhelm II ) with his eldest son ( Later become crown Prince Wilhelm ). "

This playhouse belonged to Princess Elisabeth of Hesse (1895-1903)

The story of the playhouse is as followed:

When Ella went to spend half of the year with her mother, her father had a special plan. Grand Duke Ernst Louis of Hesse commissioned a little playhouse to be built for his daughter in the forest of Schloss Wolfsgarten (a hunting lodge in Darmstadt, the capital of Hesse). When Princess Elisabeth got back, she was surprised by the little playhouse and was so happy! When her cousins came over, they played in the playhouse and had so much fun.

When she died in 1903, the playhouse wasn’t used anymore until her half brothers (Georg Donatus and Ludwig) started to play in it

(Photo from @princesselisabethofhesse. Go check out her account for more in-depth information on this subject!)

If you go visit Wolfsgarten today, you can find the playhouse sitting in the same spot as it was in 1902.

No one is allowed inside the house out of respect for its past visitors but there are photos of the inside.

Ella had immense fun in this little house and whenever you visit, you can know that you are standing in the same spot as Ella and her cousins and friends once did.

this is also like… reader insert or whatever you call it i just wanted to put a name instead so u don’t have to deal with [name] like you did in my other fanfics

xoxoxoxo

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It was during the spring when you got a letter from the Crown Prince himself, requesting your company. You had found it odd, cocking a thin eyebrow at the audacity. You, a mere girl from the bakery in the heart of Berlin, and the Crown Prince of both Prussia and Germany himself? A thought appeared in your mind that he might actually be insane as the rumors have said!

You closed the letter gently, placing it back on your coffee table, covered in a delicate and silky frilled tablecloth. It had been a gift from Wilhelm, having bought it for you after it caught your eye. You smiled at the memory, your lips curving up at the scene flashing in your head— you insisting you pay him back while he coolly brushed off the purchase like it was nothing.

However, the thought that he might just be playing with your heart couldn’t help but creep up and try and make your throat tighten, making you sigh with a frown. There was only one way to go from here, and that was to face him yourself— like the confident woman that he fell in love with.

On the weekend requested of you, you arrived, clad in a gown befitting the era. The bust was loose and flowing, with the gown ankle length with beautiful pleats. To complement the cream gown was a thin, lithe, gold necklace, a small pearl seated in the clutches of its clasp. Rather than you waiting for the prince, you found him waiting for you patiently. He looked up at his pocket watch with a roguish grin, his whole expression lighting up.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” he breathed, his eyes raking across your body, almost as if he was already mentally undressing you in his mind. It made you squirm, your cheeks dusting red in slight thrill and discomfort. “You look wonderful tonight.”

“Thank you,” you whispered softly, unable to meet his gaze as the weight of his stare and the creeping embarrassment left you bereft and silent.

Wilhelm seemed to notice this and tilted your head up with a gentle touch, forcing you to look into those eyes just so alike to Prussian blue. “I would like to give you something. Just a… a gift. Yes. A gift.” His hand left your chin as he reached from behind him, pulling out a box. It was rather plain, compared to all the extravagant and decadent ones he seemed to reserve for you. He placed it firmly into your hand, then placing your other on top.

The box felt so light—yet heavy—in your hands, cradling the box close to your chest. Wilhelm took a step back, as if to fully take you in. “Open it,” he whispered, beckoning you to peer at what was inside. He gave a reassuring nod, hoping to soothe your shaking hands that seemed to pass downward to your whole body.

Still trembling, you opened the small box. Inside… was another box. The Crown Prince let out a laugh, his features looking boyish and all the more endearing to you. “You have to open that one too,” he said mid-giggle, motioning for you to open the next one. His laughing definitely soothed your nerves, as you smiled along with him.

“What could you possibly be hiding under all these boxes?” you asked playfully, opening the next box. You were only met with another box. And another. Wilhelm only kept laughing harder as if it was the funniest joke he had seen or even heard. A pang of doubt and perhaps hurt throbbed through your heart. What if he had called you here, in the sunset, just to make fun of you with all these… these stupid boxes?!

You didn’t have to wait very long before you were met with a beautiful ring. Then, you heard his deep, baritone voice talking to you. “Catherine Auspitz,” he said, covering your shaking hands with his own. “Will you marry me?”

You froze. What? He couldn’t be serious. Not when he was the Crown Prince and you were… you.

Then, tears sprung to your eyes. “If this is a joke, it’s not funny.” you whimpered, your tears falling onto the box. Before you could close it, he grabbed your hands, his expression solemn yet somehow full of affection.

“I’m certainly serious, Catherine,” he said with conviction, forcing the box open again. He slowly took out the ring, as if admiring it in the setting sun, before slipping it on your ring finger. “You are officially my fiancée.” Wilhelm had spoken it into reality. And yet, the unspoken declaration was there. You meant more to him than the royal and imperial thrones of Prussia and Germany respectively.

I love them and you 🥹

So yeah been working on this since May with multiple scrapped tries. Now I finally finished it !!

A LOT of historical references good luck finding those yeahh

Not glorifying anyone in this picture (esp not Auwi, fucking hate that guy), it's the children of Wilhelm II and they are arranged from oldest to youngest and Willy II is in da middle!!

( pls don't flop )

So yeah been working on this since May with multiple scrapped tries. Now I finally finished it !!

A LOT of historical references good luck finding those yeahh

Not glorifying anyone in this picture (esp not Auwi, fucking hate that guy), it's the children of Wilhelm II and they are arranged from oldest to youngest and Willy II is in da middle!!

( pls don't flop )

Postcard/Image of women in the uniforms of the central powers

So yeah been working on this since May with multiple scrapped tries. Now I finally finished it !!

A LOT of historical references good luck finding those yeahh

Not glorifying anyone in this picture (esp not Auwi, fucking hate that guy), it's the children of Wilhelm II and they are arranged from oldest to youngest and Willy II is in da middle!!

( pls don't flop )

Today is Joachim of Prussia's birthday!