( Gingerly, she takes hold of the delicate lantern in her hands, glancing briefly down at it. Yes—it will suit perfectly, and for more than simply her father.
A small, wistful smile crosses her face. )
When the King of France broke the treaty that would have seen me wed the Dauphin, I was aghast. He sent the men attending him away and held me until I could smile again.
He was not perfect but he was... good.
( There are writing implements on the counter, and the clerk offers her one before she steps away, taking a long moment to write in elegant, neat gothic-looking calligraphy that story and more, quotes of verse and things she had loved most about her father and each of her siblings.
When she is done, she replaces the pen, and meets his gaze again. )
no subject
( Gingerly, she takes hold of the delicate lantern in her hands, glancing briefly down at it. Yes—it will suit perfectly, and for more than simply her father.
A small, wistful smile crosses her face. )
When the King of France broke the treaty that would have seen me wed the Dauphin, I was aghast. He sent the men attending him away and held me until I could smile again.
He was not perfect but he was... good.
( There are writing implements on the counter, and the clerk offers her one before she steps away, taking a long moment to write in elegant, neat gothic-looking calligraphy that story and more, quotes of verse and things she had loved most about her father and each of her siblings.
When she is done, she replaces the pen, and meets his gaze again. )
Where am I to hang this, sir?