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The Empress Maria Teresa had told her daughter on many occasions that riding was bad for a woman's health, especially if she was expected to bear children. That had never stopped Antoine before and it was going to stop her on this island, especially now that she had found a horse. She still wasn't certain who it belonged to, but she had found it just before discovering the wonderful gift of clothing, so she could only assume it was meant to be hers.
Especially since it was white. She liked white horses since they tended to go so well with almost everything she liked to wear. She had also named it already. Because Etienne-Louis-Auguste-Frederick-Karl-Joseph was a lovely name for a horse. (She was calling him Steve for short.)
So there was now a teenaged queen riding down the beach at full gallop and shrieking happily. That is, riding astride down the beach, and wearing a pair of shockingly tight (blue) riding breeches. And a hat. With feathers in it.
[OOC: She has claimed the horse Joffrey arrived on and is also trying out her new ndpd wardrobe.]
Especially since it was white. She liked white horses since they tended to go so well with almost everything she liked to wear. She had also named it already. Because Etienne-Louis-Auguste-Frederick-Karl-Joseph was a lovely name for a horse. (She was calling him Steve for short.)
So there was now a teenaged queen riding down the beach at full gallop and shrieking happily. That is, riding astride down the beach, and wearing a pair of shockingly tight (blue) riding breeches. And a hat. With feathers in it.
[OOC: She has claimed the horse Joffrey arrived on and is also trying out her new ndpd wardrobe.]