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    Morning Tea and Talk of Destiny - 11/20 - Late Morning - Coralie & Tatianna

    Coralie had arranged for tea and cakes to be served for she and the Princess around noon. The parlor had been cleaned up, she had even helped, and baskets of yarn had been set beside each chair and couch. Playing cards were on a nearby table, parchment and charcoal in the drawer. No one could say they'd heard of the Princess's hobbies so they attempted to be prepared for almost anything. They'd even laid out needlepoint materials on a desk at the far end of the room.

    Lady Macari had wiped down each of the tables and placed the fireplace screen up after a servant girl had lit the fire. The mantle was a covered in a bit of soot but she made quick work, running a cloth over it to expose the polished surface below. Her dress was black, still in mourning of her husband so she was saying, but more in memory of the babe she could have had. Her mind flashed the the lifeless child as Henry Baptiste held it in his arms.

    "M'lady? The dirty rag?" Coralie snapped out of her haze when the servant girl slid the towel from her grip. "The Princess is on her way M'lady." After thanking them, she buzzed around the room. Flipping and fluffing pillows, making sure the trays of food were perfectly prepared. She had never entertained royal guests before, but she would do so with perfection at any and all costs.

    Finally she settled down to stand in front of the stonework of the fireplace and wait to receive her guest. She folded her arms in front of her navel and hoped, beyond hope, that her first impression would be a great one.

    @Tatianna Farrand-Calhoun

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    House Farrand-Calhoun Tatianna Farrand-Calhoun's Avatar  
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    Tatianna had not been surprised at Lady Coralie's invitation to take tea with her, as other offers had been made and accepted at most of the cities she and Lochlan had visited. She was the female representative of the royal family on this tour, a role to which she was slowly becoming accustomed. So far, she felt that she had handled herself well, but she was still anxious whenever she was to meet new people, particularly without her brother for much-needed moral support.

    She knew very little about Lady Coralie. Some people made a point about learning everything they could about a person before they met them, but Tatianna felt that prying into someone's personal life was an invasion of privacy. Maybe if she had been raised at court, she would have thought nothing of such things. Yet because of her unusual upbringing, her outlook was different and she couldn't change it even if she tried.

    The young princess dressed simply for the meeting, in a gown of rose and cream velvet trimmed in lace and pearls. A pearl circlet adorned her pale golden curls, which had been left loose and bounced against her back as she traversed the corridors to the parlor. A guard proceeded her and a handmaid followed behind her. At first, Tatianna had not seen the need to be accompanied everywhere she went, but she had adjusted, for having an entourage at your beck and call was what one expected of a princess.

    At the door to the parlor, she hesitated for a moment, holding up one hand to stop the guard from opening the door. Taking a deep breath, Tatianna let it out slowly to calm herself. At least her hands weren't shaking and she didn't feel as if she was about to throw up. She had thankfully moved beyond those nervous sensations.

    When she lowered her hand, the guard opened the door and strode inside, announcing her presence. She was still a bit embarrassed by that formality, but there was nothing to be done about it. Stepping over the threshold, she saw Lady Coralie standing by the flickering fireplace, dressed in black. Had she lost somebody close to her or was she mourning the Yarwoods? She smiled at the woman shyly. “Thank you for inviting me to share tea with you, my lady,” she said.

    @Coralie Macari

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