" Spoken Like a true English Woman" Nicole smiled to Louisa and Fluttered her Fan again. " I find that rather interesting Henrietta, You seemed to be Up to date on Political matters, a talent that has been forgotten here" Nicole commented

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Yes, I have noticed it. It is a shame," replied Henrietta. Louisa decided to butt in: "If you will excuse us, Madame, we must continue to the court." She began dragging Henrietta with her by the arm. Before Louisa could get away, Hettie said, "As it is, if my lady would like to join us on our way to court, we would both be honoured."

(I've done some research, and apparently that is how you address a countess, or any other noble lady.)

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

( sounds good to me)
Nicole curtsied again " I would be Honored Madame " she walked up beside Henrietta " How long have you been in France?' She asked folding her fan. Nicole was a small woman for her age only reaching 5ft but she didn't seem to mind she said it made her more dainty.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"Too long, I'm afraid. My father and I are from Scotland. I would have preferred to stay there." Louisa was now forced to walk behind them. She strode along in angry silence. Hettie continued, "I am lucky, though, that I was able to finish most of my education before we arrived here. It allowed me to speak the languages of the court fluently. Namely French." Louisa's frown darkened as Hettie said this.

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Name: Count Michael De lanCrate (Just a guess)
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Family: Father was a French explorer in North America, and his mother was an American Indian guide, who his father fell in love with while there.
Spouse: Nicole De lanCrate
Appearance: 6" even, medium length black hair, tied back in a ponytail, dark green eyes, well built though not muscular.
Occupation: Count, and a hidden participant in political intrigue.
History: As soon as he was old enough, his father sent him back to France, to contine his education, and take on the family estates. He was approached by an individual early on in his scholarly career, a Mr. Dupont, and it was he who got Michael involved in the realm of political intrigue. Also at the school, he met Nicole, and fell in love with her. They were married soon after, and now live on Michael's estate.


*Michael sat in his study, and peered out the window as his wife rode away, and spotted her later as she returned, having just finished his letter to his father in America, and another to the colonists there. He was sure that something big was going to happen very soon, and he was sure he was going to play a part in it. Yet tonight, he was to forget about all this, and attend yet another social event with his wife. Wondering when these parties would be a thing of the past, he folded up his letters, and walked downstairs to enjoy a conversation with his wife.*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

( very good Mi Amore)
" well I must compliment you on your french it is fluid" Nicole said " well you certainly have to join me and my Husband at tonights ball."
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Hettie was truly excited now. "Oh of course! It would be an honor!" Louisa cleared her throat. Hettie rolled her eyes and said in a flat voice, "Of course, I cannot attend if I am not accompanied by Lady Murray."
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Nicole fluttered her fan again as she turned things over then in a sweet voice she responded " Of course she is attending as the wife of the English Diplomat she is requested to be there...and sides all of the Notable suitors will be there!' Nicole exclaimed astonished at louisa's lack of court knowledge.
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Louisa's eyes got big for a moment before answering graciously, "Of course she may go. If you will excuse us, madame, we must continue to the court." She dragged Henrietta after her. As soon as they were out of earshot, Louisa said triumphantly, "Yes! This is perfect!" Hettie gave her a questioning look. She continued fiercely, "My sole duty in life at the moment is to find you a husband. The Countess de Lancrate is making my duties much easier, so I can focus on other things." THey walked on in silence and arrived at the courtyard.

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Nicole watched them leave fluttering her fan still thinking about what just happened. persently she saw her Husband decend down the stairs from thier quarters. Nicole walked to her husbands side " I think i just secured a young girls fate to be married off to a complete stranger...." Nicole said wearily " we were lucky my father approved of you '

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haha fooled you thought i was going to post again! well i just want you to know that LIGHTING POSTERS RULE!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(This is going to be hard; typing with a name other than Sen!)
*Michael smiled, as he put his arm on his wife's shoulder.*
And my father was too far away to care. Ah, the fox in you shows its head again, my dear Nicole. A complete stranger? I feel slightly sorry for her. Oh well, thus is France, our beautiful country of romance and intrigue. What dress shall you be wearing for tonight's party? I shall endeavour my hardest to match, though your beauty shall far surpass mine.
*Michael bent over and kissed Nicole on the forehead. He was looking forward to this night, in fact; he had gained knowledge that an old friend would be attending the party, and he must be sure to greet him.*

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(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

They arrived at the court where Louisa immediately was swept away by her friends, Henrietta following grudgingly, bracing for another day of boring gossip about who did what with whom, and what so-and-so was wearing. It made Hettie gag.

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

(I'm going to start calling her Geni because Genivieve is long to type out.)

Genivieve rode for about an hour before heading back. She hoped that she would see the handsome man back in the stable. Genivieve dismounted her horse and allowed them to take her horse away. Genivieve caught sight of him and started to flush.

(I'll play for Tur real fast)
Luke grinned at the lady and turned back to his chores. He noticed her looking at him which made him happy. Maybe I have a chance after all. he thought wistfully.

Genivieve sadly was wisked away by her mother. Genivieve stole one more look at the boy and climbed in the carriage.
"Who are we meeting with today mother?" Genivieve asked.
Her mother stopped fanning herself and surveyed her daugter, "We are going to the De lanCrate's party."
"That would be nice."
The carriage moved along until they reached their house. Genivieves thought's were still on the boy back in the stable. She wished she could see him again. They walked into the parlor to enjoy some tea before getting ready for the social event. The maid laid out a tray of biscuits and afternoon tea. Geni helped herself to a cup of tea and was adding milk when her father entered the parlor with several high stanging men.
"Good afternoon." The all bowed at Geni and her mother. Geni inclined her head in welcome. The men talked for a minute longer and then dispersed.
Geni observed her mother, "Has father another meeting today?"
"Yes, dear."
Geni nodded and took a sip of her tea, savoring the relaxing moment before the rush to get ready with heavy dresses, corsettes, and pins.

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Nicole Laughed " Oh I was thinking my scarlet dress you know the one with the golden roses?" " You flatter me sir with your Intrigue" she said playfuly " will i see you later today? I have some buisness to attend to i have some how been beseeched as a matchmaker for the young ladies of the court. " she said dryly

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Sen laughed.*
I see. Well, then matchmake away. I shall wear my maroon cloak, the one with the golden eagle on the back. I shall indeed see you later today; it will be good to get away from the tiresome tasks that I have been given.
*He sighed dramatically, and laughed again.*
Well, let me detain you no longer. I am sure there are many girls waiting to be married away to an unknowing suitor.

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(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Nicole smiled her sarcastic smile
" then i will not tempt you into delaying me further in my charms" Nicole made a shallow cursty and kissed his cheek then dashed down the corridor to their Apartments. she found her calling cards and a piece of parchment and began to write to particular Young lady.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(which particular lady? are we all invited or no?)

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Just after lunch, during the normal nap period, all the women headed
back to their apartments to ready themselves for the King's party that
night. Louisa was too busy outlining what she would wear, and what Hettie
was to wear, to notice that Hettie wasn't really listening. When they
arrived, they found the Viscount sitting on a chez lounge reading his
messages. When they greeted him, he looked up, took off his glasses and
handed a letter to Louisa. She took it and ripped it open withouth ceremony. As she read it, her eyes opened wider. "Well, Hettie, it seems as if you have a benefactress-

'Dear The Viscount and Viscountess Stormont: Good day. I am writing on behalf of your daughter. I will be blunt. As you know, at this celebration of the King's good health, many of the young nobles will be attending. I feel this may be a good opportunity for your daughter to find a suitable...suitor. I feel that I would be better able to present Lady Henrietta to court than the Honourable Viscountess, meaning no direspect, as the other courtiers here trust my good taste and judgement. I feel that with my nose for talent and eye for beauty, I see a promising and secure future for your daughter. If you deign to accept my offer, please send her to my appartment at 3 o'clock this afternoon.

Cordially,
The Comtess de Lancrate

Her father put back on his bifocals. "I see no reason why not. I recognize the name of de Lancrate. If your step mother does not disagree, it is perfectly acceptable." Hettie turned hopefully to the woman she currently despised. The latter said, "I would enjoy a relieve from matrimonial worries for a night. I have no objections." Hettie kept herself from rejoicing. "But Hettie, do wear the dress we decided on." Hettie balked and said, "Surely you don't expect me to wear that all day?" "No, of course not. Have one of the servants put it in a trunk and bring it to you later." Hettie lost no time in preparing, so last half hour of waiting was almost torture. She arrived at precisely 3 o'clock with Louisa and knocked on the apartment door.

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

( Of course, It is the Kings Party not nicole's)
A servant answered the door with a cheery smile she curtsied and led them to Nicole's salon. Presently Nicole Entered the Room in a swirl of color. " Ah! Viscountess Stormont, Madamoiselle Stormont! Thank you so ever for accepting my offer, Now If you excuse us Viscountess, we have alot of work to accomplish " Nicole exclaimed halfway shoving lousia out the door giving her no time to protest. Nicole bid Louisa goodbye and shut the door softly, she took a deep breath and turned to Hettie " well that wasn't so hard now was it? Now Hettie if You please step into the light I want to see what I am working with." Nicole's eyes became bright as she love to to help others less fortunate than her, and lets face it who wasn't?

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(ummm...Plagerism, Deawen? Deawen: Hahahahaaa I forgot to laugh...*Bustout laughing* I am glad that you caught the humor)

Henrietta frowned slightly. She didn't like being judged. SIlence. "Louisa is really a piece of work. She is one year older than I, yet she acts as if she is my mother." She lapsed back into silence. A few moments later she abruptly said, "I do have a dress. In the trunk."
Nicole made a hissing noise at Hetties frown " Don't Frown so openly, Instead cover your face with your fan or your hand" Nicole said with a smile. she looked down at the trunk with some difficulty " hmm let me see this...dress" she coughed and opened the trunk and shuddered " No no this will not do... I have some dresses you would much rather wear"
As Nicole turned away, Hettie rolled her eyes. Egad, this was going to be difficult. Still, if it meant a higher-ranked husband, then it would be worth it. Plus, another friend in court could always be valuable.
" I think Green is your color, or black....no not black green it is " Nicole said circling Hettie " don't slouch " she said correcting Hetties posture. "My lady shouldn't worry as much about that. I don't slouch in public," Hettie countered. nicole sighed, " Fine, Now lets get you ready!" she said excitedly whisking Hettie to a powder room.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign