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paradisalogs2012-11-21 10:59 am
commandsthewind) wrote in paradisalogs2012-11-21 10:59 am
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Coronation Party [Open]
Who: Elizabeth Tudor, Arthur Pendragon and you!
What: Coronation Party Times!
When: 17th of November, evening.backdated shhh~
Where: The Ballroom.
Rating: PG.
[The ballroom has been briefly transformed, or something like that. At least enough to Elizabeth's tastes and she had no issue at all using the ghosts if it got her what she wanted, in red and gold. A table of food and drink has been set up on one side of the room, wine aplenty of course, and in the middle of the table is the cake made by Ino. There's tables and chairs around the room, and the doors are open to the balcony, so guests can go out there for air as well. Somewhere softly behind all that, there is music playing. It's a light heart-ed celebration, but that is all that is really wanted.]
What: Coronation Party Times!
When: 17th of November, evening.
Where: The Ballroom.
Rating: PG.
[The ballroom has been briefly transformed, or something like that. At least enough to Elizabeth's tastes and she had no issue at all using the ghosts if it got her what she wanted, in red and gold. A table of food and drink has been set up on one side of the room, wine aplenty of course, and in the middle of the table is the cake made by Ino. There's tables and chairs around the room, and the doors are open to the balcony, so guests can go out there for air as well. Somewhere softly behind all that, there is music playing. It's a light heart-ed celebration, but that is all that is really wanted.]
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Balancing me? I was not aware that I required it, that such seriousness on a day like this would be considered... [Off putting? He figures she'll catch what he means and allows it to trail off.
More important things to focus on, when you flatter him so. For some reason, he wasn't expecting it] Does it? I can truly say, none of said such to me before.
If you think you can force a frown upon your face, I should like you to try. [He wants to see if you'll do it, and see how long you can hold the expression]
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[... that was oddly endearing, who knew such a little thing would catch him off guard? He who was so controlled most of the time.] It does, your grace. Very much.
If it please you. [The whole thing is laughable, really, so it takes her a second, to look away from him, at the people in front of her. Takes a long breath, thinks of that glass wall she puts between her and all others, before turning back to him, expression flat, unaffected by the merriment, not much of anything there -- sadness, happiness or otherwise.] It is not so difficult when you have been doing it as long as I. [her tone is disaffected too.]
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[To find his demeanour acceptable, and not to attempt to force him into doing more than occasionally mingling, despite their vastly different approaches to the day is appreciated. Even if he won't directly say as such]
It would. [He's going to ignore the continued flattery for now, even if it amuses him, because it's not very often he believes it to be sincere. He snorts into the cup of wine, when he lifts it for a sip]
Difficult or not, it does nothing for your beauty, madam. I suggest returning to your merriment, and we shall leave the seriousness to me.
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[Each to their own, or as it was with monarchs. Some were like her, who depend much on being a public figure in that regard, but others were different.]
Aye, it would.
[She raised her eyebrows at him then, struggling to keep her face straight still until she gave a short and sharp laugh.] Such a way with words you have -- and with women. Well I never. But I think I will, and for no words of yours no less. I've a wish to smile, and I will do so regardless.