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Emilia de' Medici, daughter of the Lord Lorenzo de' Medici, a statesman and de facto ruler of the Republic of Florence, was getting ready for the masquerade party.
Her father had organized it, in celebration of the birth of his first grandson and her nephew. The party was going to be grand, with nobles from all around the world attending, from France to Spain, from Morocco to Bhutan.
She stood in the mirror as her personal maid, Melanie, tied her corset for her, "You are going to be the most dazzling lady of them all, Lady Emilia," Melanie assured her, tying all of her braids elegantly.
"Thank you, Melly, but I don't wish to be the most dazzling, rather the least. I don't plan on getting married out of the political alliance," Emilia rolled her green eyes at her maid/best friend, she turned to her friend with a scowl on her face.
"Lady Emilia, it is not out of love, I know that. Sometimes, love is not the best thing, you can love the person your father chooses after marriage," Melanie shrugged her shoulders, speaking reasonably.
"I do not wish to be held by marriage unless I chose it with my complete will," Emilia said, twirling before she fell on her comfortable king-size bed, "I wish to fall in love, to have passion, adventure, everything we have read about in the Castle's library!"
Melanie chuckled, before sitting down next to the de' Medici, "Just like you said, my lady, these tales live within the old pages of the Castle's books," She claimed the thoughts and lessons that life taught her.
"Reality doesn't have any of these, it has responsibilities, and much more for an honourable Lady like yourself, darling," Melanie held the grumbling Lady's hand and led her to the room's door so they could go and help prepare the masquerade party.
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The Mikaelsons -Niklaus, Elijah, Rebekah, and Kol- sat in a carriage, taking them to the Republic of Florence so they would attend the masquerade party. Lord Lorenzo ought to invite all of the honourable Lords and Ladies from East to West, so by default, he couldn't miss the most honourable family; The Mikaelsons.
"I hope we do enjoy this lovely party, it's been such a while since we had attended anything....looking honourable," Rebekah stated, looking hopeful and quite excited for the masquerade party.
