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ADELAIDE KANE as MARY STUART ↴ Reign | Left Behind ( 1x07 )

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❛the dance floor holds little appeal for me, I confess. I fear I am far better suited to standing here than dancing.❜ a ripple of laughter escaped her, a sound that quickly faded into the background hum of the gathering. observing the dance floor, she found comfort in the role of the silent observer. all this had never been her forte, and the current situation only amplified her desire to be elsewhere. in this gilded cage, her solace lay in the knowledge that the night, like all social gatherings, would eventually come to an end.

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❛what are the dances like in austria?❜ her gaze is momentarily drawn to the figures on the dance floor. a ghost of a smile, barely more than a twitch of the lips, played at her mouth. a reflection of the private amusement she had at the memory of her own early, and undoubtedly disastrous, forays onto the dance floor. the smile was fleeting, however, and her attention soon snapped back to the other. ❛it wholly depends on the individual, I would say. some are more adept at grasping it than others.❜

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" these dances are quite unlike those in austria. " sophia's accent is only barely recognizable, years of tutoring in english and other languages so she could seamlessly blend into any setting. her parents wanted nothing but the best for their children. " how long does it take one to learn such steps ? " knowing the language was one thing, it seemed, learning the dances another.

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her eyes narrowed slightly, her brows raising as he retracts the glass he had initially offered. her gaze flicked upwards to meet his, and a moment of quiet passed before she spoke. ❛by that very statement, I am concerned about what you may wish to inquire, so I cannot commit to any assurances.❜ she offers a subtle smile, her words only teasing in nature. ❛what is it you wish to ask?❜

"i thought i'd bring you refreshments." theo offers the glass only to pull back at the last moment, keeping it just out of reach. "but first...i want to ask you something and you must promise not to throw this delightfully bubbly champagne in my face."

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her reverie is abruptly interrupted by the voice of someone standing beside her, prompting her brows to raise in mild amusement. it was always a pleasure to encounter others who shared her level of reluctance, if not exceeded it, in having to attend such affairs. it made charlotte feel less crazy for desiring to spend her time at home, engrossed in a book. surely, that had to be far more enjoyable than this, didn't it? ❛it seems you are not entirely pleased to be in attendance, would I be right to assume?❜

declining an invitation from the queen would be like sentencing oneself to a lifelong grudge, which simon isn’t going to risk, especially since his presence in london has been noted. he quickly downs his drink, attempting to look like he wants to be here. he seems to be failing with the almost permanent frown on his lips. “at least the liquor never disappoints,” he says to the person beside him, catching them off guard.

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she had come to the conclusion that she required solitude, given the strained atmosphere with her parents, particularly in light of the impending plans. it seemed as though she was suffocating, apprehensive of the potential outcome of this season, and pondering her agency in the situation. however, she had not anticipated encountering another soul in this place, and she was equally taken aback when she finally beheld the presence of the other. ❛ah, my sincerest apologies. I did not realise I was not alone.❜

the woman stopped mid-inhale as she gathered her thoughts - something about lady whistledown and her own theories did not match up - but ended up just sighing as she lost her train of thought. eloise has probably stayed up too late again to form any logical explanations. a rustle from her right side caught her attention and she turned -- "hello?" her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "who goes there?"

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❛you ought to leave some for the others.❜ she playfully teases, her sudden presence announced by her words as she stares at him, a soft laugh escaping her lips. ❛but I must concur, food does make these things somewhat easier.❜

colin bridgerton was beyond happy to see his favorite sandwiches at this party. ham and cheese. he took a few of them, some biscuits, and a few other treats, and said, mostly to himself ❝the best part of these parties... the food❞

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❛fear not, it shall be as though our paths never crossed, provided you can offer the same assurance.❜ as she drew nearer, she extended a small, reassuring smile to the other, affording herself the chance to take in the view she had just mentioned. the crisp air proved a pleasant change from the ballroom she had occupied moments earlier, where she had endeavoured to evade her mother's meddling. consequently, the company of a like-minded individual here was a welcome respite. ❛it is a beautiful view, far surpassing the ballroom and the crowd of people within.❜

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" promise not to tell you've found me ? the view is just so stunning. " and large crowds were hardly her thing. francesca had been interested in the balls she was now allowed to attend up until the point that she actually arrived. the heavy skirts were taking some getting used to, but she did quite enjoy the look. she wasn't lying entirely either, it was beautiful outside, and much more her liking than the choreographed dances and courting inside. she was no daphne, she'd stumble on all the feet if anyone even tried to fill her dance card.

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❛would it be terrible to say everything?❜ with a light-hearted laugh, she pivots to fully engage with the other, unsuspecting of encountering anyone else in this secluded spot where she sought a brief respite. it's a calculated moment of solitude, carefully timed to avoid drawing the attention of her family, well aware of their persistent nature. ❛there are moments when it is needed to emerge and have some fresh air. yet, may I inquire the same of you? what has drawn you out here?❜

"Pray tell, what is it about a ball that makes you hide outside?' A smile graces her features as she moves onto the terrace, drink discarded as she enters the cool breeze. She finds such festivities overwhelming. Her father's expectations for her to we'd for money and title, she fears for whom she will marry. She hides such discomfort with sarcastic remarks, yet she knows such balls would lead to the inevitable.

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❛you believe so? I am not so sure.❜ charlotte casts a fleeting glance at the woman standing beside her, her gaze then swiftly drawn to the couple she is discussing, observing them with her customary intrigue. after a few moments, she redirects her focus entirely to the other once more. ❛people have the ability to assume pretences with ease, if the circumstances require. it seems quite common here.❜

"One thing is certain, they are smitten." With an exhaled sigh, Penelope raises the drink to her lips, deterring profanities, envious comments attempting to leave her lips. She did not wish to seem ungrateful, or perhaps the 'green eyed monster' was appearing, and yet no public interest was beginning to wear against her ego.

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♕  ⸻ adelaide kane. cis woman. she/her. ― is that CHARLOTTE HARCOURT i saw during this years first ball of the season? the 21 year old is avoiding finding a suiter this social season. they are known to be KIND, but also IMPULSIVE, but focus on the positives when finding their chosen one. [theia, she/her, 25, gmt]

ABOUT:

name: charlotte harcourt. nicknames: char, lottie. gender: female. age: twenty-one. height: 5'4.

BIOGRAPHY:

charlotte harcourt, the second daughter of viscount william and viscountess eleanor harcourt in a family of five. endowed with an excitable mind and quick wit, her parents always found difficulty in moulding her as easily as they did with her two other sisters. charlotte, who lived in the shadow of a vibrant house, was certain that all of their efforts would be fruitless. watching her siblings marry off and speak of 'love', she just couldn't believe such a notion. perhaps jaded by her own parents' relationship, where she witnessed no cheerful chatter, as if no love was there to begin with. it certainly gave charlotte no hope of the marriage she would soon have to endure. it is difficult to conceive of someone who is less eager for the season. whilst she is kind, and enjoys making friends, she lacks any grace the other women in the room may possess. she often finds herself on the sidelines, watching everyone else. she wonders what will become of her future and if anyone may potentially sway her from her stubborn opinions on love and the ton.

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Mary Stuart in Snakes in the Garden • episode 1.02