Peachy ~ King George iii

three

August eleventh, seventeen-seventy five

Your point of view

I sat on a seat on the side of the party, frowning. George's parents hosted a party for George and I's engagement, the problem is I am not a social butterfly. I probably looked like the sad, crazy woman on the side, suddenly George walked up to me, I smiled uncontrollably. "(Your name), you look awfully lonely. Would you like to dance with me?" He asked. "Sure." I nodded, grinning. He grabbed my hand gently and led me to the centre of the room. And he placed his hands on my waist and I rested my hands around his neck and on his shoulders, I loved his bright eyes. I smiled at him and he smiled back, the corners of his bright eyes tilting slightly up.

"I still can not believe we are getting married by the end of this month." I chuckled. "I cannot either." He nodded. We both slowed down the dancing as the music came to an end, "Well, that was lovely dancing with you." I smiled. "It is always lovely when I am with you." He replied, I covered my cheeks with my hands, they were very warm. "Well, um- I should r-really go back to my um- bedroom. I am v-very tired." I stuttered. George nodded and laughed slightly. I let go of my cheeks, I picked up the edges of my dress. "You lost your shoe." George told me. "Thank you, George." I chuckled, turning around to find my shoe on the ground, I slipped my foot back in and started to walk back.

When I got inside my bedroom I found two maids cleaning up. "How was the party, ma'am?" One asked. "Tiring. Let us just say I am not the most social." I smiled. "Let us get you out of that dress and in your nightgown." The other spoke.

Time skip

I laid in my bed, it felt amazing to have no high-heels or corset on. Or both. I laid down on my side and slowly shut my eyes, drifting to sleep.

The morning

I woke up in my very comfortable bed, I sat up and yawned. I heard knocks on my door. "What?" I asked, the door slowly opened to Amity. "Miss (your name), after you get ready the king wants you in the garden." She explained. "Yes. Tell him I will meet him in thirty minutes at most." I nodded. "Yes ma'am." She agreed and shut the door, then running off.