Twenty Fourth entry ☼ Elizabeth ☼ [In person]

[the_tudour_rose]

[Since it was the start of a new week, Elizabeth thought she'd brave leaving her bedroom - the past week,  whenever she'd left her room, she'd find herself followed (or one time, chased) by what appeared to be an executioner. Complete with the full black attire and the weighty, blood stained axe, it had been more than a little terrifying for her.

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[gender_at_will]

[D'eon had also been holed inside his room for the entirety of the week. Although he was trying to avoid the gargoyled version of his sister chasing after him. It hadn't been a fruitless week however, he had gotten quite a bit of writing done. Now he was looking for a place to send the lengthy letter he had written to King Louis explaining his current predicament. He was lost in thought as he walked down the halls reading over his letter, not noticing the woman walking down the same hall.]

[the_tudour_rose]

[Not noticing D'eon till a second too late, Elizabeth snaps back to her senses when she accidentally bumps into him - not hard, but hard eough to warrant an English apology]

Oh-! I'm sorry! Please, excuse me - I wasn't paying attention

[As she says this, she dips him a deep curtsey]

[gender_at_will]

[D'eon steps back and tucks his letter into his TAILCOAT pocket, can't have those top secret French documents getting read.]

Ah no, the fault was mine mademoiselle. I was being careless.

[He quickly bows just as deeply in apology.]

[the_tudour_rose]

[Mademoiselle? So he was French..however, she wouldn't hold it against him right away. It had been her fault she'd walked into him anyway..]

Not at all, the fault was mine. May I know your name, my Lord?