Thread: The Heart Asks Pleasure First (Methos x Snow)

Phillip couldnt help but reflect that the woman he had been about to marry had died not long ago, and yet a mere four months later hed been betrothed and married all over again. There seemed a rather unseemly haste to it all. Unseemly but perhaps necessary, this he couldnt help but feel was really his brothers fault. If they werent so clearly incapable of ruling this country there wouldnt be a rush to see him married off and siring children on one woman or another with the general opinion of his monarchical parents and their advisors that any woman of sufficient breeding would do for those purposes. The fact this one had come with a nice big bribe had pushed her right to the front of the line evidently. It was apparently his duty to marry some woman hed not previously even exchanged a handful of words with. Aside from a rumour and conjecture he knew nothing about the woman hed just married. It seemed stunning to him to be tied to a complete stranger. Beyond that it was positively infuriating that he was considered capable of leading armies, and assuming control of the entire kingdom but he was simply informed that some foreign princess was now to be his wife as it appeared to be the best diplomatic outcome? Nor had he really appreciated that oaf of a brother of his leaning over to remark that if he didnt want her, hed take her. The presence of a crowd of people restrained him from striking his brother. But the baleful glare directed at his youngest brother had succeeded in intimidating the man who muttered something about brothers who lack a sense of humour. While his other brother Wolfgang seemed to be restraining himself from bursting out into laughter. As he walked to the hall with the woman on his arm, he could hardly deny that she was beautiful. She was that certainly that, although he couldnt help but think the way her hair was piled up upon her head, and the glitter of the gown with all its gold and jewels detracted from it. It struck him as all a bit much and something of a distraction. It would be like taking a diamond and surrounding it with dozen of other stones and glint when all one really needed to do was cut that one stone right and bring it to a shining polish. As he scrutinized his wife he seemed to sense some nervousness. He forced what he hoped was a reassuring smile to his lips as he remarked Im pleased the painters found no need to exaggerate, you are as lovely as I was lead to believe. Well if nothing else it struck him as a better start to attempting to discern something of her than well Im the fellow your stuck with now, so how do you do? It was likely uncharitable of him to blame this girl for fact she had been foisted upon him, likely she hadnt had much say in the matter either. Thus as the found themselves drawing near to the main table in the hall he noted I hope you shall be happy here. His speech seemed to interrupt what had been evidently his own brooding thoughts. As he sat at the high table and gaze out about him, he saw nothing out of the ordinary nor objectionable about this particular banquet. Indeed it seemed much like any other marriage banquet hed ever attended within his country but larger and more grant in its trappings and personages. He seemed to take the astonished manner in which Charlotte looked about the room as some further evidence of her being ill at ease. He raised his cup of wine and drank from it and thereafter leaned in towards her I really dont know what I am to say He shrugged his shoulders slightly as he remarked I admit to knowing little about you, and here I am married to you. He smiled faintly as he noted This was all a bit rushed that way. He seemed to leave that matter aside as he noted I trust your journey was pleasant? Although he seemed to consider other things that he might ask her as he noted My palace isnt far from here. He smiled faintly Its evidently considered only proper that a crown prince have his own household previous to being king. In any case speak if there is anything in particular you need Im sure we can speak to the steward and he can arrange for their to be wines your more familiar with or chefs familiar with your native cuisine. Whatever his assorted other opinions he seemed at least to have some notional belief that some minor things should be done to make her life here easier.