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Princess Ana was seen with a man named Felix. Thoughts?

as long as this man treats her as a princess and women should be. my duty is to protect her from harm, if this man does not mean to cause her harm, then i do not need to concern myself.

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had offered to go to the modieste, simply because he needed to get out of the princess’s chambers. while they had not been alone, he had been keeping watch as she was laughing and joking with her ladies, and it was too much. he wanted to join in, but it wasn’t proper. personal guards were over looked, and were not allowed to be so formal. 

❝i am here to pick up an order for the princess anabelle. she was invited for tea with her majesty last minute❞ he explained. the princess had known there was a possibility not all of her order, 3 dresses were ready, but surely one could be. ❝i can come back when you are open.❞

      natalia stood amidst the vibrant swirl of fabrics in her bustling atelier, her nimble fingers meticulously guiding the needle through delicate lace. the soft glow of the afternoon sun filtered through the large windows, casting a warm radiance upon the room filled with her exquisite creations. as she worked, the tiny bell above the door tinkled melodically as a visitor stepped into her atelier, causing natalia to glance up from her workbench, her eyes alight with curiosity.

“well, it is usually early for customers…but I appreciate the eagerness. what can I do for you?”

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anabelle adored the fact that she was able to make him smile. the part of his personality that he granted her the pleasure of seeing when they were alone was perhaps her favourite thing about him. besides the way he looked at her, of course. she would be a fool not to notice. the princess had always thought that he held a certain depth of feelings toward her. for there was absolutely no way a man would simply look at someone whom he didn’t love in the way that carlos looked at her. as her guard then spoke, anabelle peered back up, meeting his gaze with yet another gentle smile which only widened as he referred to her by her name. “i do so adore when you do as i ask.” the woman teased, a very slight air of flirtation in her tone. her smile morphed to form a smirk, and she then chuckled lightly. 

humming for a moment in response to his question, the princess then joined her hands together, toying with the jewelry that adorned her fingers. “a carriage ride around london sounds lovely.” she smiles again, her eyes lighting up happily. “perhaps we can borrow the horses a little later on too and go for a ride? it has been far too long since i have been on horseback.” anabelle sighed, a soft pout then settling on her face as she peered up at her guard, knowing that it would be hard for him to resist such a simple request from her. 

carlos smiled at her, and walked, behind her, as he always did. he tried to remain as stoic as he could be, at least until they were alone in the carriage. anything more and it would spark gossip. in general carlos never minded. before he became the princess’s official guard, he had been the subject of more than a few gossips. he had been something of a rake, and he did not make excuses. even know, knowing his heart was with anabelle, he still tried to seek company with other women. it was usually women who did not expect anything of him, and even then it was rare. however, if anabelle was linked to him romantically, she would be ruined. she would be looked at with such harsh judgement, he could not bare it 

once in the carriage, he relaxed a bit. it was only them. a rare time when they did not have to worry about gossip, or judgment. when he did not have to advert his eyes from her beautiful face. every time the sun hit her face through the window, his breath caught. every time she so much as breathed, his breath caught. ❝how are you enjoying london?❞ he asked curiously. 

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“I’m tired of all this.” @ledgercallie

carlos looked confused ❝what exactly are you tired of?❞

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please let me see young swing that sword papi

who am i to show it too?

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you don’t stand a chance with the princess

i do not know what you mean. i serve a princess, and that is all. of course i do not.

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let me see you swing that sword papi

what? no please? and i thought english had manners.

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santiago cabrera. cismale. he/him. ― is that carlos salvador i saw during this years first ball of the season? the 30 year old is avoiding finding a suiter but is enticed by the social season. they are known to be loyal, but also withdrawn, but focus on the positives when finding their chosen one.

Name: Carlos Salvador

Preferred name: Carlos

Age: 30

Hometown: Wales

Backstory:

Carlos Salvador was the son of a black smith, the best on in spain. his family, just his mother, father, and himself, made the journey to wales, to deliver the swords his father made to the ruler of wales. However upon getting close to the shore, the boat took water, and they were all rescued from it. his mother died instantly, and his father died from a lung fever a few days after. Carlos was 10.

they all took pity on him, especially the captain of the royal guard, and he was instantly taken him, and raised as one of the royal body guards. He was trusted because of his loyalty to the royal family. since they helped take him in, he felt as if he would die for them. because of this, he soon became personal guard to the princess anabelle of wales.

the only problem being, he fell in love with her. he tries to hide it, but it becomes more difficult every day. when the princess came to london after her engagement fell through, her father begged carlos to go with her. he of course needed no convincing. he has accepted his lot in life, and tries to be grateful everyday he did not end up a beggar with nothing.

Personality: loyal, stoic, serious. also likes to do anything on his time off to forget his dark secrets.

Close relationships: princess anabelle of wales-secret love/sworn duty to protect

Wanted connections: other royal guards, someone he can have fun with, old secret hook up

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carlos had left the princess in her home, guarded well, and with her ladies maids. he needed a drink. he needed to clear his mind of her, at least other than his duty. he thought about going to a brothels', but that felt wrong. so instead, he marched into a pub, and got a drink. ❝another please❞ he had downed his first one in record time. 

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carlos smiled, loving her all the more. anabelle was not haughty or imposing as many royals, or even those with high titles, and so many people mistook that for weakness. however her kindness and empathy was her strength, and it made her stronger than most. it was not proper to be so familiar with a princess, when one was just a lowly servant, but she was different. she saw her position as an accident of birth, more than some god given right, so she did not think herself above anyone. 

❝you must know by now, at least one more time❞ he slightly teased. it was hard to break long habits, but once he could see they were alone, he said  ❝as you wish anabelle❞   it was moments like this where he almost could pretend she was not a princess. however she was too regal to fully pass as an everyday person. 

❝well, do you wish to go to the park? there is a gallery opening i hear, or perhaps a carriage ride around london? see more of what it has to offer?❞ he would not allow them to be put in any sort fo danger, but surely she could enjoy some fun. after all, london was full of the gentry, and there fore, it would be safer than say, in the middle of winter, when they’d all retreat to their summer homes. 

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@prvncxssana··· closed starter {{&&carlos&anabelle}}

carlos had been waiting outside of the princess’s bed chamber to escort her around the ton. it was his duty as her sworn body guard. after the death of her mother, he had been the only one the her father had trusted. he would do anything for the princess. they had taken him in when his family had died on their way to wales. he had been taken in by the head of the guards, and soon became personal body guard to the princess anabelle. he took this duty very seriously. he saw it as an honor, one he’d never complain about 

not that anyone could complain about such a duty. the princess was everything one would expect a princess to be. kind, warm, lovely, unearthly beautiful. these were just facts. although, he was hiding a dark secret. he was in love with his princess. nothing could ever come of it, so he said nothing. when the two of them were alone, she spoke to him as a friend. he tried not to engage in it, since it was wrong, at least it would be in the eyes of her father, but he could not help it. even though she was out of one marriage, she would soon marry someone. she’d have to. and he, a lowly guard, would be forced to watch. he just prayed whoever she married was worthy of her. 

finally she emerged from her chamber ❝your majesty. i have the carriage ready, for wherever you wish to go.❞ he bowed his head, and then looked up in her eyes. 

before carlos was assigned to be her personal guard, anabelle had been quite the troublemaker. she would often sneak out unaccompanied, longing for alone time, for peace and quiet. sometimes she would miss those moments of peace but, if her guard had to be anyone she would always choose carlos. she trusted him implicitly, as did her father. being the princess of wales, and her father’s heir no less, anabelle knew that she was a prime target, and that she needed to be protected, hence why she tried not to fight her father when he appointed carlos as her guard. it saddened the princess at first, knowing that she would no longer be able to sneak off alone, to do things that may be considered frowned upon for a woman of her station. but.. soon enough she managed to get used to it, and she found herself enjoying carlos’ company.

as much as carlos would try to avoid her need to form a friendship with him, the woman knew that her persistence would wear him down eventually. the two were very similar in personality. anabelle had come to realise that her guard was very selfless and caring. the princess knew that eventually she would need to find herself a suitor, and when that time came.. she would want someone with similar personality traits to carlos. the more she got to know him, the more anabelle realised what a wonderful person he was. 

the princess had dismissed her maids once she was perfectly content in how she looked, though that didn’t take much at all. anabelle knew that she had to keep up appearances for her father’s sake but, if she had it her way, her finery would be saved for functions, not something she would wear on an every day basis. the life of a princess sure was one to be desired, huh? a light sigh passed plump lips as she then exited her chambers, allowing the door to swing closed behind her. “good morning carlos.” anabelle offered him a kind smile before then shaking her head as he bowed to her, a slight roll of her eyes following. “i am quite certain that i have already asked you to drop the formality when we are alone, no?” she teased with yet another smile, a hint of mischief shining behind azure hues.

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Please, Aramis.

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carlos had been waiting outside of the princess’s bed chamber to escort her around the ton. it was his duty as her sworn body guard. after the death of her mother, he had been the only one the her father had trusted. he would do anything for the princess. they had taken him in when his family had died on their way to wales. he had been taken in by the head of the guards, and soon became personal body guard to the princess anabelle. he took this duty very seriously. he saw it as an honor, one he’d never complain about 

not that anyone could complain about such a duty. the princess was everything one would expect a princess to be. kind, warm, lovely, unearthly beautiful. these were just facts. although, he was hiding a dark secret. he was in love with his princess. nothing could ever come of it, so he said nothing. when the two of them were alone, she spoke to him as a friend. he tried not to engage in it, since it was wrong, at least it would be in the eyes of her father, but he could not help it. even though she was out of one marriage, she would soon marry someone. she’d have to. and he, a lowly guard, would be forced to watch. he just prayed whoever she married was worthy of her. 

finally she emerged from her chamber ❝your majesty. i have the carriage ready, for wherever you wish to go.❞ he bowed his head, and then looked up in her eyes.