The letter looked ordinary enough to him, when closed, dolled up as it was with his mother's seal, and tied with silk ribbon. True, the ribbons were a touch extravagant, and the seal even more so, but that was only his mother's taste for drama, a flourish attending all of her correspondence. He'd thought nothing of it. In truth, he'd delayed opening it, sure to find, rather than tidings, a thorough chastisement of a son whose behavior had, in the course of mere minutes, escalated from bad -- to worse.
Yet, he'd found soon enough, if it spoke aught about his behavior, he saw it not. It was the other news he choked on, first, hands fisting over the table where he stood, his heart clenching painfully inside him. "My God," he whispered. He turned to face Helena quickly. "Emma."
His tone was urgent, and he stepped forward quickly. "My father--" He caught her hand. "He is unwell. He--My behavior--Emma, what can I do?"
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the morning had seemed like a reasonable idea at the time. the park was quieter before the promenade hour and his leg wanted movement more than rest, which the surgeons had said and which he had chosen to believe because the alternative was another afternoon at a window. he walked at a pace that was not quite his own, cane taking more weight than usual, and if his left eye was somewhat less open than his right he had decided not to raise the subject with anyone who had not raised it first.
he had not, however, accounted for the bench being occupied. he stopped a few feet short of it, assessed the situation, and concluded that standing was becoming a less attractive option by the minute. "i don't suppose," he said, to whoever was sitting there, "you would object to sharing."
not wanting to be stared down by a drooling hideous creature is hardly cruel. she grabs the beef between the very tips of her fingers. lodging the treat across the room. her body loosens up as the dog chases after it. " your dog is fat. " the crease in her forehead deepens as the dog comes back. " are you one of those people who kiss their dogs on the mouth? "
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FULL NAMEĀ Ā EMMA HELENA BIRKENHEAD, BETTER KNOWN AS HELENA BIRKENHEAD, FORMERLY PAULET Ā Ā NICKNAMES ELLA, BECAUSE IT'S THE CLOSET THING SHE HAS TO EMMA, THOUGH PERHAPS THOSE WHO'RE NOT THAT FOND OF HER WON'T HESISTATE TO RHYME IT WITH HELL Ā Ā TITLESĀ Ā VISCOUNTESS OF MELVILLEĀ Ā Ā DATEĀ OFĀ BIRTHĀ Ā NOVEMBER 2NDĀ Ā Ā AGEĀ Ā TWENTY-NINE.Ā Ā Ā PLACEĀ OFĀ BIRTHĀ LONDON, ENGLAND Ā Ā Ā GENDERĀ ANDĀ PRONOUNSĀ Ā CISĀ WOMANĀ &Ā SHEĀ /Ā HER Ā Ā Ā Ā RELIGIONĀ Ā Ā ROMAN CATHOLIC.Ā Ā Ā LANGUAGESĀ Ā ENGLISH, FRENCH, DUTCH AND GERMAN
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HAIR DARK BROWN, STYLED DEPENDING ON THE SEASON, BEDECKED WITH JEWELS, AND ALWAYS PERFUMED EYES BROWN, KIND, THAT OF A WOODLAND CREATURE HEIGHT 170 CM BUILD LEAN, SHE'S DONE HER BEST TO STAY IN SHAPE AND CARES GREATLY ABOUT HER BODY SCENT IT'S CHANGED OVER THE YEARS, BUT IT'S ALWAYS BEEN SWEET. ISN'T THAT SO DELECTABLE? SHE TASTES AND SMELLS LIKE RASPBERRIES ALLERGIES NONE THAT SHE KNOWS OF SCARS SHE BATHES IN MILK, SO OBVIOUSLY NOT CLOTHING STYLE A LOT OF EMPHASIS IS PUT ON THE QUALITY OF THE MATERIALS THAT SHE PUTS ON HERSELF. SHE'S A BIT OF A TRENDSETTER FOR THE TIME ERA, AND ISN'T AFRAID TO WEAR SOMETHING NEW.
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MBTI ESFP ā THE ENTERTAINER CHARACTER ALIGNMENT BETWEEN CHAOTIC GOOD AND CHAOTIC NEUTRAL POSITIVE TRAITS INVITING, INGENIOUS NEGATIVE DECADENT, IMPULSIVE TRAITS PRIMARY VICE LUST PRIMARY VIRTUE CHARITY CHARACTER PARALLELS EMMA BOVARY ( MADAME BOVARY ), MADAME DE POMPADOUR, MARIA FITZHERBERT, JOSEPHINE BONAPARTE
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MOTHERāPARISA PAHLEVANIāāFATHER SAMUEL PAULET ( TAX COLLECTOR, LOCAL COMMISSIONER, BANKER )āSIBLING(S)āNONE.āāSIGNIFICANT OTHER(S)āVISCOUNT BIRKENHEAD ( HUSBAND ), PRINCE OF WALES ( I MEAN ... )āCHILDRENāNONEāOTHERāA PET DOG / PUG NAMED SIMON
only child and a product of a marriage out of love. the paulets always chose with their hearts instead of heads, though that is disputed. she was born as emma, and up until a certain age, only introduced herself as such. it's only later on that they dubbed her as helena, alienating her from her actual name, all in name of elegance.
from an early age, she was sent to a convent on the continent, flanders to be exact, to receive the finest quality education that money could buy. no expenses were spared on her father's end. the paulets wanted their daughter to be primed for more than just marriage, and insisted on her receiving an extensive education in music, humanities, fine arts, and other things. unlike most girls of her age or even of her status, she traveled greatly when she was younger alongside her father, most notably to france, italy and prussia.
samuel paulet, despite his wealth, was certainly not the most revered nor liked man in london, given his role as a tax collector. it cast a dubious shadow over the family, including his daughter, though rest assured that he had always tried his best to elevate himself and those closest to him, and eventually rose to the position of a government official ( in the house of commons ). her father's money, however, did secure her a position in the high society.
emma paulet, or rather helena paulet, was always a woman ahead of her time. perhaps that can be partially attributed to her education, but her abundance of intelligence could not have been bought nor instilled. she'd tell you that herself. a voracious reader, fantastic mathematician, and somewhat even famous for her beauty, helena was on a steady ascend to something great, but the thread of fate, or perhaps free will, pulled her in another direction, to the prince of wales.
at the time, she had already amassed a certain level of attention, not just from the prince, but other suitors as well. the story goes that she made them all buy her beautiful things, something to remember them by, because a promise lasts only a second, but a diamond is forever. ( whether or not she actually said this is up for debate but there were many attempts to besmirch her reputation over the years. don't worry guys, she does that herself. )
though she initially refused to let herself become a mistress, love at first sight, or whatever you wish to call it, had struck her. things only spiraled from here, culminating in a secret marriage that was annulled. for a moment in time, she was at least loved. ( more details to come on all of this )
to salvage what was left of his daughter's reputation, she was sent to france for a year to stay with her cousins in paris, and upon her return, was betrothed to lord birkenhead, whom she subsequently married. ( papa samuel was the og kris jenner of regency era )
the truth is that she was rather unapologetic about her actions, and even acted waspish about it. there was no shame, or guilt, or remorse painted upon her face, only an ever greater set of confidence and audacity. ( it's truly the face of a woman who would do it again, and she certainly cheated on her husband more than once. but truth be told, why do you only blame the women?? hello. ) however, does she suffer in her own way? of course. like all women do.
when all the rumors and notions and expectations, no matter how great or small, are pushed aside, we're left with the real helena. so who is she? an exceedingly nurturing woman with a great love of animals. an avid equestrian, as it's an escape from the rigid, suffocating constraints of london's high society. an awful spender. it's true, because she loves fine silks and glistening jewels, and setting new trends amongst the ton. no matter how much some women may dislike her, they can't deny, or rather hide the fact that they imitate her style. after all, she's always trying out something new. they'll laugh today, but they'll be wearing it tomorrow. at least she can afford to act like that, for now.
she cares greatly about young girls, and children in general, their status and education. she's pioneering for a change in education, especially for those who can't afford it, and is attempting to fund certain projects. she's probably more influential than anyone cares to admit, especially for a woman who was not born, but rather married into the aristocracy. on top of this, she's also a patron of many philosophers, architects and writers, and is frequently seen in their company. if you want to be a woman who makes history, you have to be a bit odd.
all of that aside, she can be decadent. she loves sweets, any type of sweets, and champagne, of course. don't bring her anything else. anyways, rip helena, you would've loved birkin bags and instagram. i'm sure they named a bag after her at some point in the future.
there's also a rumor ( maybe it's a secret as well, but that's for me to know and you to find out ), that helena has quite a scandalously portrait of herself hidden somewhere. now is it hidden, lost, fictitious or does it belong to someone? well...