The world works in strange ways,
The Tsaritsa of Russia may be able to catch the heart of stone...
but can she break it?
In the world of Tudors, happiness ne'er lasts long.
Cover is by me
Jane Seymour x oc
girl x girl
Started: 9-13-20
Finished:
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Escapades together
As Aurelia promised she came to the arcane library to succor Jane in her studies.
Jane made efficacious certain Henry did not know about the studies; he thought it wasn't "vital" for a woman to know how to read or write. He thought it was a frivolous! That's what Henry thought at anyways.
The tsaritsa and the third queen would study betwixt: 12pm via 1pm. The queen was coming along quite irie cadence. Aurelia was quite gratified of Jane assimilating these words and sentences.
At intervals Jane and Aurelia would get ensnare in delinquents-But approximately ne'er.
It was around 6am, the sun was immersed in the hoary clouds; for it was November, the slivery sky, bare limbs of trees, leaves idly lolling on the brindle ground, dry but cold weather, whipping any person who dares to ventures out.
Aurelia finally had a hiatus recess from all the meetings and privies, and was spending her noon with Jane in their cryptic and forlorn incunabula room.
"Lia," Jane called for her intention. "how much time do you have?" Aurelia was over by the books, "'Til evening, why?" "I was thinking, you haven't seen to much of England's landscape," Jane looked out the window well-nigh anxious. "would you want to go exploring with me?" The words felt like they were ne'er came out then after felt like she made a ghastly mistake.
"Why I like that idea. These English lands are suave." Aurelia said. And everything in Jane just was indebted and relieved.
•••
It was about 15 minute stroll to Bushy Park.
Aurelia quite simulated by English nature, so of course she accepted. The park was thickets, deer, and the rest was a open moor. Deer prancing with one another, leaves abandoning Larches, Ponderosa pines, and Scots pines, a open moorland with brindle and arid ground, shrubs moors, and lochs.
It was a yore time ago when Jane and Aurelia left the palace; it was 11.6667 Celsius. And Jane had a velvet olive green mantle, glided brocade on her collar and on the middle of her back. Where Aurelia had a inky cloak and her hood was down(she thought this English weather was nowt compared to Russian).
Let me tell you about the two royals escapades.
First, they came to a sunken lane. Shrubs on both sides, trees levitating over them; thwarting the sun from clandestinely conveying in, but still striae of gilt, and ivy crawling on ground and roots of the trees, leaves scattered across the floor placed there by Mother Nature herself.
