#✦ . ˚ blanche ˗ˏˋ maybe if I'm busy it could keep me from you ˎˊ˗

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「 ♕ 」  » “I’m so glad you all have the privilege of recording this monumentous occasion for posterity.” Blanche’s voice was uncommonly cordial as she repeated the sentence, testing out how different emphasises would roll off her tongue. “I’m so glad you all- I’m so glad-” The walk around her room only distracted her. Staring out the window at the bustle of the courtyard, she recollected her thoughts. “Where was I? As the queen for a day I need no more than a moment of your time to address the poverty of the country in terms of solutions. By example, a pre-tax payroll deduction for employee giving, with other words granting the people who donate to charity a tax break, could do wonders for the lower class economy, I think.” It was a borrowed thought. One she’d picked up from a conversation between the boys and politicians she’d waited on last week. Her reflection stared back at her from the mirror, proudly beaming at her for remembering all the words to a speech that ought to make her sound smart or well-educated.

A knock on her chamber’s door startled her. Never one to close or lock up on the servants’ floor, she didn’t even need to walk over. The door pretty much opened itself. How long had her visitor been standing there? How loud had she been practising? To save herself any embarrassment, she told her visitor, “I know I won’t be doing a big speech or something. Just want to be prepared for anything His Majesty may require of me. Can you believe this is happening?”

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「 ♕ 」  »  “ Come on, you’ve heard what I said.” Blanche raised an eyebrow at the other, unimpressed by their reaction. The Selection had everyone on edge with new situations lurking around every corner. But for her, most things would always remain the same. “ Take off your trousers, please,” She repeated.