Post by Reeallia on Nov 2, 2010 11:47:42 GMT -8
The Princess
----------Margaret
I had a new gown. It's baby blue silk with a white satin underskirt. The sleeves were done starting thin and ending flared out. It had a V waist, and I had a nice silver girdle that would match well. The neckline was rather low and attractive, and it was edged with real seed pearls and silver thread. It was a gift from my family for my birthday.
It was sweet when I saw Harry's face as he watched me open my extravagant gifts. Henry is a little pig who wants everything he can get. I suppose he'll be begging Mother for a new outfit for himself soon, even more exquisite then mine. He probably wants it lined with precious gems.
And of course, I know he'll get it. Mother just completely fawns over him, it really isn't fair. I mean, Arthur is the one lined up for the crown. Henry's just going to end up being a bishop or something, and he's a spoiled puppy. Arthur, he's going to be king, and he doesn't ask for nearly the same amount of things Henry asks for. I suppose Arthur is more mature, which is why I enjoy talking with him, more than I like talking with Henry.
Well, I'm in court wearing my new gown, enjoying my moments of having something better than Henry. The king is sitting further up the table with a goblet of wine looking over papers of state. All I want to do is go out riding, but of course, my lady like presence here is required for manner's sake. I turn to my right looking for someone to engage in conversation. There must be something to keep me from boredom.
The court is full of wonderful people who are just dying to entertain you. All of them have wit and all of them strive as much as possible to have good looks, too. I really like the splendor of the court and how it makes you feel so important, even if you're only someone's footman, I'm sure you'd feel just as important as I do.
I rather like being a princess. I get all these servants and beautiful dresses, and everyone wants to get to know you. It would be nice if someday I could rule just like Father rules. Then everything would be about me. Everything would revolve around me. For some reason, though, my father doesn't appreciate that. He has lots of gold to spend, but he's careful not to spend just a hundredth of it on a party. He doesn't like going hunting either. I guess he must just not realize he could have a big party if he wished.