A widow had found herself in trouble with the palace when her son ran into the Duke Nicholas Howard, the cold and handsome bachelor of the Kingdom of Leuedai.
The Duke found himself being engaged with this young widow and her bastard son, wanting to...
By noon, the ballroom was prepared and guests were already flooding in and by sunset the and the banquet was on. The Princes awaited for the guests and their wives and they were taking their precious time. "I'll never understand why it takes women so long to get dressed." Tilton commented. "You think this is hell? Wait for your wedding day." Spencer joked. "Stockings, then bloomers then corsets and shoes.. bless them for having to endure that." Ashton commented as he took a sip of his root beer. "Hair, makeup, jewelry and parfume.. Good grief. I hope to be a man once again in my next life." Warrick clanked jugs with Ashton as they laughed together.
"Your Highnesses," The Royal Stylist stepped out, "I present to you, the ladies of the night." She said as she stepped aside, making way for the Princesses.
Crysanthemum, Ashton's wife and the Queen to be wore bright yellow dress with lace material sleeves at the forearms. Her hair freshly curled as it ran down her back.
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Sophia, Spencer's wife adorned herself in a cherry red dress as her hair was pulled back and pinned in a low bun style as a hat nestled on her head.
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Heather, Tilton's wife wore an enchanting green dress with a lovely top hat pinned to her hair that was updone.
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