Charmed, I'm sure - Sycamore

Elise adjusted the satin gloves, squaring her shoulders and letting a regal air surround her. 

"This is absolute nonsense." she hissed at the shorter woman standing beside her, fanning herself to keep any nosy lip-readers from realizing their speech.

"Stop complaining," Rosa whispered back, smiling coquettishly at a duke nearby, "You know how important this is for mother."

"Maybe," Elise retorted, "But I also know when I've the company of a crowd of tight-lipped buffoons-"

She was cut off abruptly at the appearance of another royal. 

"Excuse me," he said suavely, "But may I have this dance?"

Elise scowled.


The End

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