Princess Emmanuelle of Navarre
She was nervous about this midday meal as she had no idea how this was exactly going to go. She sat in front of her vanity mirror and just stared at herself after she had freshened up, even changed clothing, mere minutes ago but ended with a sigh from her reflection. Emmanuelle found it quite remarkable as Crispin still felt the same way about her after all this time as she still felt the same about him. With a slight huff escaping from her small, parted lips, she finally rose up from her seated position and stepped outside of her chambers now, eyes glanced at the guard that was to escort her to the dining area.
"I'm ready." She managed to mutter as the guard told her that she looks exceptional and Crispin will adore her. That was exactly what she needed to hear and to hear it from someone she rarely even knows? It gave her the confidence to step forward and continue on towards the dining area.
When Emmanuelle neared towards the dining hall, the aroma of food crept at her nose and she closed her eyes, breathing it in and growing more hungrier with every single step. She finally turned the corner and stood in the doorway that lead in the dining hall, her eyes went towards Crispin as he stood and she could not help but blush and smile at his presence. After standing in the doorway for a few seconds, she waltzed over towards the chair that Crispin had pulled out for her as he even guided her towards her seat. His hand did not even make her gasp or react any type of way because she knew that he was being a gentleman.
"Thanks, Crispin." She muttered then turned her attention towards the Queen, her head nodded towards her out of respect.
"My Queen." Her eyes then went around the table, seeing the Baroness and offered her a wave then gave Lord Peter a wave, as well. When the servants started to serve them, she was more than ready to go ahead and dig right on in but had to be more of a lady within this moment and time. She thanked the servant that had served them then turned as cider was poured into their chalices as she grabbed her knife and fork then started to eat.
Of course, even though she was eating, she could see Crispin constantly look at her out of her side eye and she looked back then quickly shied away from his glances, blushing. Whenever Crispin started speaking, her attention was fully turned onto him as she smiled at his words.
"Not foolish, at all, my Prince and it does make sense." She said then reached over and placed her hand on top of his.
"I have missed you dearly, Crispin and I am happy to be here in this moment and right now." Emmanuelle then rubbed his hand with her own before going back to eating now as her eyes wandered from person to person in the process.
Lord Peter of House Medici
Again, Lord Peter had Sabina wrapped around his finger, sort of or so he thought as he made his way towards the table and saw that he was to sit by the Baroness. That infamous smirk began to curve among the corner of his lips as he wiggled his little fingers towards her now. Whenever she came to sit down, Peter rose up and pulled her chair out for her then sat back down, bowing his head towards the Queen beside him now.
"You know me all too well, Sabina." He managed to speak to her in a low whisper so that only she can hear him.
"You know me in more ways than just one." Peter spoke those words while rubbing his hand over her thigh underneath the table, sending a very noticeable wink her way.
"If I was a changed man, would your feelings towards me be different or the same as they are now?" He questioned towards her then rose his head up towards the entrance of Emmanuelle. Upon her entrance, it gave Peter a little bit of time to reminisce and sort of reflection of a time where him and the Baroness, Sabina, were very, very close with one another and even had multiple intimate encounters. There were even times when they would meet in a nearby tavern just to see each other. Sabina could've been Peter's wife and much more now but at the time, she was more of a plaything for him and not marriage material but now, his feelings towards her have changed.
It was Emmanuelle's wave that brought him back to reality as he smiled towards her then turned his attention back towards Sabina with a slight sigh.
"I have no clear intentions of running our kingdoms into the ground, Sabina. I have nothing but hopes that Crispin will be King and Emmanuelle will stand firmly beside him and become his Queen. I mean, look at them." His attention went over towards the Prince and Princess now then back towards Sabina.
"They have an unbreakable bond and love. Not even I can come between that. No one can." Peter said as he picked up his fork and knife now and went to eat the delicious food before him.
Peter sighed as he chewed and could not help but start to reflect on what his life would be like if he did indeed marry Sabina many, many moons ago. But would he admit to her out loud? In this moment, not now as she has different feelings about him than she did before but Peter really only had himself to blame for that though.
"How are you enjoying the food, Baroness Sabina?" Peter asked towards her, which was genuine and honorable but of course, he could feel that she wasn't going to take it as such.
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