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"Y-Yes your Highness... I am well enough, I am not used to the stiffness of whale bone... I fear that I did not sleep well last night either" Evan admitted.
He felt very silly for having fainted, especially in front of the Prince.

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the boy was looking flush again. the prince took four steps toward the other and sliding his hand under the fringe of hair laid his hand upon the boy's forehead but he could not tell if the other was warm or not so his did what his nanny used to do, he pushed the boy's hair out of the way and leaned down to touch foreheads. he could feel now that the other was warmer than he should be. "you are wrong, you are sick. rest." he let go of the other and straightened up. he stared at the still sitting child.

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( Poor Evan is very naive, he's never understood the relations between people. LOL)
Evans heart shot to his throat. The pounding of it almost drowned out the Princes voice.
"Y-Yes your Highness... I'll do just that" he agreed.
He slowly rose and went to sit on the edge of his bed, feeling the Princes eyes staring him down.
It was slightly awkward.
Quietly and gently, he removed his wig and set it gently on the stand beside the bed. He ran his fingers through his hair to help fix the issue of wig head.

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(it's ok the prince's education is rather spotty too)

he stared unblinkingly as the other removed his wig, the long locks he had adopted were lovelier for sure than the scruffy pile left on this head but it did not look half as soft. he wondered if it was horse or maiden hair.

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Looking up finally he gulped. " Your Highness, I was wondering if I could ask you something" Evan asked shyly.

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"yes?" he all but drawled coming out of his musings

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"I was just wondering what you were expecting of me as your b-bride..." he stammered.
Feeling slightly uneasy he continued. "Yesterday you mentioned that I would be a suitable bride... I don't understand..." he admitted.

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( I'm going to have to log. I have someone stopping by to work on my carpeting tomorrow morning, so I have to be awake early.)

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(basically he is condemning you to widow-hood and ostracizeation)

"you are to do what all brides do. you are to manage your women and keep your home managed. you will of course be moved to a suitable manor in one of my territories. i will see to it that you are taken care of for as long as you are needed." he huffed slightly "you are suitable in that you will not make undue presses on my time and you will follow me with no question. you are perfect because you are useful and you do not make me a target of my brother's wrath"

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Something akin to disappointment welled in Evans chest, though for the life of him, he could not understand why.
He shoved the feeling back into his stomach and smiled brightly at the Prince. "Yes Your Highness, I understand" he said politely.
He stifled a yawn with one of his hands and felt embarrassed when the noise bubbled forward and became audible.
His cheeks colored.

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the prince laughed though he still did not move. he continued staring at the other though he knew he now had no reason to

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Having no idea what to say, Evan merely laid down in the bed, and allowed his body to relax. "I suppose I'll be taking that nap that you suggested Your Highness" he yawned with a sleepy smile
Before too long, the boy had fallen asleep, breathing gently.

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when the other was asleep he left. the nanny, who had been at the door almost certainly the entire time, went in as soon as he left. he meandered down the halls until he was found and carted off by an adviser

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Evan woke refreshed a few hours later. He stretched his long, thin arms and sat up, rubbing his eyes and trying to fix his bad case of bed head.
It was then that he noticed Constance pacing the room, pale as a sheet.
"Constance...Whats the matter?" he asked, slipping out of bed. He stood and shook his skirts out.
" T-The Prince... He knows doesn't he?!" she hissed suddenly, and grabbed his arms for support.
Evan instantly felt guilt sink to his stomach. "... Yes, he knows" he admitted.
"What will he do with us...?" Constance asked weakly.
"Don't fret Constance... All will go as planned. He has accepted me as his bride, as long as I am a suitable bride to him, we all escape execution" Evan soothed.
The smaller, gray haired woman sighed and pressed one of her aged hands to her chest.
"Why would he do that though?" Constance asked slowly.
Evan sighed himself. "I don't know... But we should take this opportunity and do whats best for everyone. I will be a proper lady, and a proper and good wife until he has no need or want for me any longer" Evan reassured.
Constance shot Evan a sad look. " My Lord... You have the kindest heart of anyone I know... None of this was even your idea, but you'll go through with this and make everyone else happy...Haven't you thought about your own happiness in all of this?" Constance asked gently.
Evan smiled, though it was not bright or exuberant, it was a rather accepting and peaceful smile. " I have. I think that I will be happy here with Prince Alric...I don't think he's even half as terrible as anyone says" Evan admitted.
A bell rang signifying it was meal time.
" Ah, allow me to help you change into another gown, this one is rumpled" Constance replied.
Evan stood still as she reached into the pannel and loosened the laces, and then began to undo the buttons.
Soon her deft fingers were finished, and the gown slid gracefully -albeit heavily- to the floor.
She picked it up gently and laid it on the bed for the time being, as she reached into on of the trunks that lay near the bedside.
It was a two patterned gown with a high cut, square shaped neck. The top of the sleeves were ruffled, as they were part of the patterned gown, solid colored sleeves were attached inside these. There was a stomacher as well.
The whole thing was in shades of golden yellow -the solid part- and grass green. The designs were diamonds embroidered in gold thread with small but cut and polished citrines pinned in the centers of the diamonds.The sleeves were creme colored, and had a gold thread embroidery as cuffs.
Once it was laced up, Evan involuntarily wheezed. Constance shot him a distressed look, and loosened the laces a bit. " I still don't think this is good for you, especially with your condition" she admitted.
She silently brushed out the wig, which was made from human hair. And placed it atop his head and fished the gowns matching gable hood out from the trunk and fixed it atop the wig.
Standing back, she gave Evan a wistful look. " You look just like your Sister you do..." she said. She sighed. "I wonder how that girl is doing... Troublesome little fox...".
Evan smiled brightly. "Knowing her, she's off having a merry time, she was always so adventurous... I always admired that about her" he chuckled.
Together they exited the room, and walked towards the dining hall.

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he was pulled from tending to the horses by the sound of gossiping. he did not understand the appeal of it but sometimes interesting things were said and so he did not prohibit it. he looked over the mare's flank and saw the edge of a leg 'all the way up, i am not surprised the prince has already had his way with her, if i had a girl that pretty-' he cleared his throat and the leg jerked, two men hopped up and about-faced. he stared at them blankly his mouth a hard line. "pray tell what are yo two talking about when you should be currying the horses?" the taller of the two looked ready to piss himself 'ah, ah, um, your wife, lady eveline is in the gardens. she is the talk of the castle right now. it is most improper" he threw the curry brush at the shorter "finish her" he turned away and stalked off towards the gardens

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( I've decided that Evan has chronic obstructive respiratory disease, which causes him to faint constantly. His condition isn't helped by the stiff corsets).
In the garden, Constance knelt next to Evan and was tapping his face gently. "Wake up" she pleaded gently, face stricken with worry.
They had been passing through the garden when Evan had began wheezing. His face had gone pale as a sheet, and his eyes had rolled up in the back of his head before he toppled over.
Constance had quickly loosened the bindings of the corset, and he had started breathing, but his face was still very pale and he hadn't woken yet.
She had begged her Mistress not to send Evan to do this act, as he had suffered terrible breathing problems since he was a young child.
Setting Evans head comfortably in her lap, she sat and waited for the young man to wake from his latest spell of fainting.