With a month before she is crowned as queen on her twentieth birthday, Princess Alexandra must find a King to sit beside her on the throne. The yearly gathering of powerful kingdoms is considered the most joyful event of the year. With the throne at...
Alexandra opens her eyes and sits up abruptly, "What is it?! What's happening!?"
Jane, her closest servant speaks frantically, "House Arden is at the front gates!"
Alexandra sighs in relief. She thought something actually important was happening, like they were under siege.
"What time is it Jane?"
"7:00Am. They're five hours early!"
Alexandra internally rolled her eyes. House Arden, their closest ally. Like House Hanover they are also British, the kingdom from the southern part of Britain. Every visit they are early, but never this early. They must be trying to make an impression.
"Set the counsel to it then, they know how to receive guests. Bring in the other servants, I must get ready."
"But that's going to take an hour, Princess."
"They were the ones who decided to arrive early they can wait."
Jane quickly left the room and Alexandra got out of her king sized bed. Getting a Princess ready for the day, especially for guests, can be very complicated and time consuming. Alexandra didn't mind, all that time getting ready gives her time to think.
The female servants rush in and Beatrice walks behind them.
"Good morning dear! What gown would you like today?"
"Good morning to you Beatrice. Something I won't burn up in, it's quite hot outside..." Alexandra smiles, "Bring the Pingat."
Beatrice perks up rushing into the gown closet.
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Jane's eyes widen at the dress, "T-the Pingat!?"
"The French have always had impeccable fashion taste."
"Yes, Princess, but the dress might be a little intimidating!"
"Intimidating?" Alexandra admires the gown as Beatrice carries it out, "Good."
Without hesitation the servants move at the command of her words. Jane quickly snaps out of her usual worried expression and begins to help.
Once dressed in the gown she sits at the vanity in her bedroom and the servants begin to do her hair. In terms of makeup Alexandra wore nothing more than rouge on the lips and cheeks. She used wear other cosmetics, but after hearing news of women falling ill from their makeup Alexandra quickly limited her routine to rouge only.
Her hair is pinned in an updo leaving her face open. Once finished she observes herself in the mirror. She inspects the gown and nods in approval.
