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~~Flourescent Adolescent
To most women, the dream, the most important day of their lives is their wedding day- white wedding gowns, white ribbons, a feast and then some weeks months or perhaps years later a babe to cradle. But Belle, Belle was among the women whose dreams precede such silly things. She had other dreams, better dreams, dreams of furthering her education, becoming an inventor or a fashion designer- after all who knows what type of outfits will suit women but a woman? She dreamt of helping being a spinster, living with Louis if she would have to because she was as attached as a baby to the mother’s womb when it came to the Fleur’s house.
Unfortunately, to Belle’s mother, such a dream- a dream of being a spinster was more of a nightmare. It was improper, her mother would say brushing her hair, for the daughter of a duchess who can trace ancestry to the royal line to be a spinster. Her mother was fine with her wanting to be educated, she loved her designs and embroidery and would often ask Belle to make her dresses so she can be the most fashionable in her older ladies parties. Her mother was fine with a lot of things, but Belle’s scandalous behavior? Belle dislike of marriage? Oh no, her mother was not fond of that. She despised it in fact, Belle was too carefree her mother would say, she should be more proper, like Josephine. The thing was though, Belle was not Josephine nor did she ever want to be.
Moreover, today Belle will make her debut in society in England. Why not France? Some might ask, after all, her family was French, she was French, and it would only be normal for her to debut in French society. All true, but due to relations between England and France being a little bit hectic, in order to strengthen relations, Belle was made to debut in England, especially since her mother thought that Belle’s dislike of marriage was due to the fact she founded the men in France, which was less than favorable. ‘England may have your type,’ her mother said, ‘a lot of diverse people are going to be there; you shall find a groom in England, and thus you shall debut in England,’ Such high hopes her mother had, high hopes for something that will never happen. Belle was bound to be a spinster as she liked.
No matter what her Mother or aunt wanted. She had no wish to be courted, the thought of someone having romantic feelings towards her, desiring her made her feel ill. She did not want to be perceived by such people in society, she did not want to find herself carrying a child of anyone, nor did she want to draw so much more attention to her that she would already have due to her parentage, so she was happy she was not a diamond, she knew that the queen would disapprove of the royal family of france delaying her parents so she was fortunate that happened. Though, it would lead to serious misunderstandings, Belle knew though that her parents would clear any misunderstandings.
Lady Adeline, her dear friend was such a good choice for a diamond in the meanwhile, she was everything Belle expected a diamond to be and Belle knew Adeline desired such silly things as marriage,
so the position suited her. Though, she could not help worrying about Atlas. She knew that Atlas would be less than pleased about the attention Atlas would get, simply because he was not the most fond of people. Having people in his household would be quite awkward, especially since he and Adeline did not talk much lately. Belle had tried pushing him into talking with her more, she was his sister after all no matter anything and Adeline was one of the kindest soul she had met, she deserved brotherly support, she needed it, especially since she had no sisters or any other brothers.
Her aunt began to go on a rant quietly so that only Belle and her family (her two brothers and Cousin Svet) ears could hear, while Svet searched for someone, for who Belle presumed Harrison. Such a shame, she still seemed as plagued by him as ever, and she knew that men like Harrison did not care. There was something, something deeply scandalous that her aunt said that made Belle’s gasp, the queen could not hear of course, because if she did then, it would be less than favorable for her ears. “Dearest aunt, one cannot but refrain from uttering such sentiments, for we are tasked with maintaining the serene tides of international accord between England and our cherished homeland. We, the illustrious Fleur family,” her aunt, once a French noble but now wedded to a German gentleman, and now belonging to a german duchy, “bear solemn responsibilities to the royal lineage of France. Here in England, we serve as their envoys, the progeny of the esteemed Duke and Duchess.” Belle was not only defending the queen from her aunt’s tongue because of that but because she agreed with the queen’s choice and saw it as quite favorable, as long as Belle was not the diamond, any pick was favorable, but Adeline was especially favorable. Belle was fond of the girl, a true friend and sure not as close as Louisa but close nonetheless. Belle wished she could be with Louisa at this time, but she could not as she had to debut, Louisa being older had debuted before, and it was now Belle’s turn.
“You should go and dance,” Her aunt said pushing Belle to the crowd while Belle shook her head and tried to not sigh out loud. See, Belle had already written fake names that her aunt had not seen in her dance card. So, no man shall ask her to dance but she knew that she had to dance at least once so her aunt could see that she had danced, so she went to the the most possible name she had written under her dance card, Lord Atlas, one of her dearest friend. He was currently talking with someone, though when the someone saw her they nodded their heads and left and Belle had the chance to speak with Atlas. “Lord Atlas, I have missed you” Belle said, extending her hand so Atlas could take it. “My aunt, she wishes for me to dance but I do not wish to dance, so shall you be a gentleman and help a friend out?” Belle asked, a smile on her face as she knew Atlas all to well and knew he would say yes, he was always so helpful, why couldn’t all men be like him? such a lovely friend, the woman he shall marry, as silly as marriage is, Belle thinks shall be the luckiest woman. “You know…” Belle began as Atlas took her hand and they danced, and she had a smile on her face, one she only showed those she was fond of. Most people thought of her as cold, as that was the reputation Belle wanted to keep people off, ‘a thorn among roses’ they would say, and how Belle liked that phrase about her, yes anything that would make her seem like an unsuitable marriage partner was perfect in her eyes and the expression was amusing and beautiful as it made her think of her black cat named Thorne. “Your sister, she got crowned diamond and she is the fairest lady in here but what do you think? She is your sister after all.” No matter how much he tries to push her away.
orp: @sunflowerjm - Atlas
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@Ouijaloveletters - Louisa
@sunflowerjm - Adeline