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Post by *Gem* on Jul 24, 2009 11:39:14 GMT -5
Violet was sat with her three year old daughter on her knees, the little girl content talking to a ladybird that ran all over her fingers. Violet was in a dress, and it was easy to see she was rather uncomfortable about that fact. Still, she looked like a lady as sh'd been brought up by her mother to be, every inch of her fathers soldier dressed over and repressed inside. Of course, under the hankercheif cut of her skirt was a knife in her garter. Heather's shinny brunnette hair tied up in a pretty plate with ribbons of gold to match the tim on her purple dress. The pair had been summoned to dine with Beth and Honoria, and with Canan and Tomas. After a meeting with the fey that had appearently gone very well indeed. Although, from what Viloet had been told the young mortal had been hesitant about taking wings and had wanted time to think and meet the other royals..so where better than to take him to see the Elves? "Why we here?" Heather asked, as they waited to be called into the room where her grandmother was talking to the pretty woman. "Grandma wants you to meet someone, can you do that?" the pair talked contently. |
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Post by Bails on Jul 24, 2009 13:51:44 GMT -5
"Heather? Violet?" Honor looked up, smiling. "Tom, I'd like you to meet my daughter Violet and my Granddaughter, Heather. General Charles will be joining us in a bit."
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 24, 2009 14:00:12 GMT -5
She rose, putting her daughter down on her own two feet.
"Curty gran'ma?" Heather asked brightly, and Violet's smile blossomed.
She offered Tom her hand. "A pleasure my lord." She murmured, with a small bow of her head.
"Hello Violet- Heather-" His eyes turned to the little girl and smiled.
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Post by Bails on Jul 24, 2009 14:04:11 GMT -5
"You may curtsy to Princess Canan." She instructed the girl, pointing to the silent elf in the green. She and Heather had already practiced curtsying with Queen Beth.
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 24, 2009 14:06:16 GMT -5
Heather did that, she took her delicate skirts in her tiny hands and bent all the way to a floor. "Princess."
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Post by Bails on Jul 24, 2009 14:11:51 GMT -5
Canan curtsied back, "Lady Heather." Once the formality was over, she scooped the little girl up and tickled her.
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 24, 2009 14:20:04 GMT -5
Heather giggled shyly, holding her ladybug high.
Violet swept in. "Here let me take je je." She offered, resucing the spotty red and black bug.
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Post by Bails on Jul 24, 2009 14:24:27 GMT -5
Canan put her back down and moved to Tom's side, holding his hand. "When's Uncle Finn going to be here?"
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