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JUNIPER WAS AWKON BY the loud noises of many people entering her sleeping chambers as she stirred up. she noticed many women with jewelry, hair products and more flowing into her room.
"good morning dear cousin, these fine ladies will be aiding you in getting ready." emmanuel says trying to be enthusiastic as juniper eyes him. "get out." she mumbles, taking of her satin scarf her father searched long and hard for across francè.
emmanuel then left as juniper sent the ladies a small smile. she then went over as rinsed her mouth out with water as she splashed a bit in her face. "if i'm to marry the king in a few hours, let's get to it then ladies." she says as she huffs.
approximately 3 whole hours later juniper had all her belongings packed up and she was stuffed into a small, uncomfortable carriage with her cousin. "you look wonderful juniper, or should i say your majesty." emmanuel says sarcastically as juniper rolls her eyes.
"why are you sitting like that?" he asks as she looks him dead in the eye. "je te défie de redemander ça imbécile." she says as he cracks a small laugh. "i'm so serious manuel. ask again." she says as he looks at her confused.
she then rolls her eyes once more before speaking. "if you just know i am seven and ten years old shoved into a rather small carriage with my imbecile of a cousin, who of course is also the same one who helped my father sign me off to be.... dare i say it- a pawn in the parliaments game they have seemed to just begin playing." juniper begins as her cousin gapes at her.
"juni-." he begins. "- i am not finished. i do not know this man. i do not know his age, his beliefs, his heart, or anything about him. yet here i am shoved into a corset made out of whale bones that might just impale me if i move the slightest bit, all for him! so if you must know that is why i am sitting like this cousin." juniper finishes with a sigh.
"sorry for asking, lord." emmanuel says lowly as juniper moves slightly in her spot. "ow." she mutters, feeling the corset poke her slightly. juniper didn't know how much time had passed as she felt a poke on her cheek.
she then stirred up as she saw her cousin looking at her. "ready cousin?" he asks as she looks at him. "i do not think i will ever be. so let us get this over with." juniper says as her cousin opens the carriage door and reaches his hand out for her.
she then takes it as they make their way through the wide halls of the palace. they are then sent to a room where the kings mother would be. as the door opened the two advanced inside as the kings mother and some other random men came into sight.
juniper then went up to the queen mother, curtsying. "princess augusta." she mumbles as she rises up from her curtesy. "you must be juniper, peculiar name." augusta remarks as juniper uses everything in her to not roll her eyes.
"this is brimsley, the queens man. he will be with you at most times." augusta says as juniper gives a small smile to the man with brown hair before her. "step up here please.. juniper." augusta says dramatizing junipers name.
she then stands on some podium thing they have as emmanuel takes a step back. "good hips, perfect for child bearing." she says as she examines juniper before her. "teeth?" she asks as juniper smiles at her forcefully.
"decent, i have two problems." augusta says as the men behind her perch up. "nobody told me she'd be this... brown. and two, how will stylists work with this?" she says as she pulls at junipers hair that was done in a nice updo, slicked up and had a few rouge curls falling.
she didn't respond to augusta's remarks as augusta spoke up once more. "you may be excused to go get measured for your wedding dress." augusta says as much juniper looks at her. "i have a wedding dress, your majesty. it was my mothers." she says as augusta scoffs.
"we do not wear elegant things as such here. you will wear the simple traditional british gown." she orders as juniper curtsy's before walking out. "she was unbearable." she says to her cousin as they turn the corner to the room with the modiste.
"i'll leave you to it cousin. good luck and i will see you at the ceremony." emmanuel says as juniper walks away. as she went up the stairs she noticed that the man, brimsley was always behind her. "walk with me." she says as he looks at her, shocked. "i can not your majesty. i am the queens man. we do not walk next to your royal highness." he explains as she looks surprised.
"never?" she asks as he nods. "five steps behind always." he says sternly as she softly nods then walks up the stairs. she then enters the room as she gets aquainted with the modiste and the others quite quickly.
it took maybe 45 minutes in total for her to be ready with the traditional wedding dress on, her hair almost the same but her curls dramatized a little and she had on a small amount of makeup. but the whole time she asked the same questions over and over again like-
"what does the king look like?" "is the king ugly?" "is the king a beast, or worse- never mind." "how old is the king?" but no one would answer. she felt frustrated and she felt overwhelmed.
she didn't feel ready. and she wondered if she could just disappear and hope no one would notice. but she knew she could not, especially with the man, brimsley always five steps behind her, unless.
"brimsley. i have to use the chamber pot, will you be five steps behind me for that as well or..?" she says as brimsley's eyes widen. "the queen needs privacy." he announced as everyone packed up and immediately left the room.
she didn't like being referred to as the queen. she wanted to stay plain old juniper. and if she could find a way to, she would. she then exited out of a separate door making her way outside of the place.
as she crossed on top of the wedding that is when it all hit her like a moving carriage. she realized it was all real as she kept on and wounded up in some garden. she huffed to herself as she looked around then a small smile creeped onto her face as she saw a wall covered in thick vines.
she then began to try to climb over it as she heard a voice call from behind her. "excuse me my lady?" the voice called out. it wasn't one she had heard ever. she wanted to turn around but at the same time she didn't.
but as the voice called out again she had no choice but to turn and face the masculine sound in the air calling out for her, "miss?" the voice called out as she slowly began to turn and face the almost worried sounding calls from the mysterious man behind her.
n, TIMMY C AS EMMANUEL ANNDDD NEXT CHAP WE MEET JUST GEORGE
