Madline couldn't believe it. She didn't quite understand what exactly was happening with her older sister, but she was happy for her nonetheless as any sister should.
Dressed in all black, Madeline couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness as it was just her, Emmaline, and their mother riding. Father usually sat next to Madeline in the carriage, and Emmaline with Mother. But now, Madeline was all alone on her side. It wasn't such a big deal, if her Father was on a far trip off to a kingdom. But he wasn't, and she couldn't help the tears that fell out of her eyes secretly in the carriage.
When they got closer, and closer to the castle of this unknown kingdom to Madeline, she smiled at the gathering of such large crowds. In the carriage, it was little tight, with her and her sister packed in it, but it seemed roomy enough for both of the girls to be comfortable in it. Madeline was walking next to her sister, after the safely exited the carriage, and she was caught daydreaming.
”May I introduce my sister, Princess Madeline.”
"Hm?" Madeline quickly turned around, facing the royals before herself and her Queen sister. "I bid you ado." She smiled at them all, before returning to a proper stance, her eyes somewhat big from the scare.
Everyone seemed to be hurting of her Father's death, she guessed. She stood next to her mother silently, after Emmaline went off with Luras. She felt a pang in her heart.
Her sister was basically being taken from her right in front of her eyes. Emmaline was so good, so beautiful, so.. everything. She felt as if her mother were doing her a favor just by having Madeline to make Emmaline seem more... everything she was. Madeline often wondered if perhaps a peasant had switched her and the actual royal baby when she was born.
She didn't understand the Royal life at all. For, she wanted to find true love, not settle for someone like Luras, no matter how beautiful she is, or handsome he is. She wanted to truly be able to say that she did love them.
Something like that, though, would have consequences, and Madeline knew of this. She'd rather feel complete, and utter heartbreak, than nothing at all if something did happen to her King, her peasant worker, her husband, her love.
The morning had been spent with Queen Anne herself making sure the servants did all of their duties to the highest of standards as they were having special company on this fine day. The Future of Thirmos itself, that is.
As the Royal family of Brasille arrived, they were a member short, resulting of the King's recent death. Anne smiled warmly as she saw the carriage arrive. Emmaline seemed of good nature as she strode up to the DeNoyen's, and Anne made a mental note of that.
“King Cyprian, Queen Anne, Prince Luras, Price Lucas, Princess Lucille it is a pleasure to be back at your Court, my family and I would like to thank you for yours and your families hospitality. May I introduce my sister, Princess Madeline, and my Mother, Queen Regent of Sevaviel, who you have already been acquainted with.” Anne replied with a bow to the head.
Anne smiled gratefully at the Queen Regent. ”It is a pleasure to be back in Thirmos.”
Ah, yes. Her Luras was a handsome boy. Such good manners too. She did well with him, she hoped. "A pleasure, Princess Madeline. Wonderful to see you all again, though I could never imagine the grief you must feel at the Kings passing. My deepest condolences to the family and grieving country of Sevaviel. "
She turned, seeing Lucille excuse herself. She frowned as she would need to speak with her daughter about her hasty exit in a later time. As Luras and Emmaline seemed to disappear, she wondered what her husband, the King Cyprian, would be off doing at the moment. She swore she just saw him with her, greeting the Brasilles. Anne pushed him to the back of her mind, as she looked towards Madeline, was it? and her mother, Alessandra.
"Do tell me, Alessandra, you did have a lovely ride over here, did you not? I believe the day is fine indeed. " She smiled, properly. Her posture was straight, her arms pointed down, as her hands met, and she turned her head to the side only slightly, watching her guests eagerly.
{Sorry I'm so late!}