"Lady Juliette, I'm sorry to bother you."
"No no, you may continue."
"My lady, it's time for supper."
"Oh, that means I must put on my dinner outfit. Get my wig will you?"
"Yes your majesty, though your father wants you to wear these dinner dresses. Will you try them on and see which one is more lady like?"
"I pick the dark blue one, I'll wear the light blue during the blossoming weeks."
"Yes my lady, now let's get you dressed."
*After the change*
"Right, I'm off to supper. Make me a bath when I'm done, I'll be exhausted from gambling my father's riches."
"Yes my lady, which scent?"
"How about lavender and blue iris?"
"Wonderful scent! Have a great time!"
*In the dinner hall*
Juliette sat down at her seat, her sister enraged with jealousy.
"Father! How come I didn't get a new dress!"
"Renée, your eldest sister needs to look her best! She can't look like a peasant. You own the most expensive attire in the whole empire! You're a fashion staple darling. Is there more you want?!"
"Ugh, fine father. As long as I get a spring outfit, I'm happy."
"Good, now let's eat. Juliette, I suppose you are going out for gambling?"
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This palace isn't made for you
Historical FictionIn France, 1648. A young lady called Juliette was battling her younger sister for the crown, they both had a crush on the king Felipe of bayeux's son, Louis. A civil war breaks out and whoever wins, also wins the heart of Bayeux prince.