🌹Phillippe of France🌹
🌹Philippe I. de Bourbon, duc d’Orléans, Prince of France
🌹Versailles RP
🌹Friendly Writer
🌹Open to plotting and Historical Crossovers.
🌹21+ Ships with Chem only
@OREIQUERIDO He looked impressed.
“About time, it was a royal decree for and I to…”
He trailed off as he took another drink. No need bringing that up.
“Good for you.” He smiled as he put the glass to the table.
It was easy to find the King of Portugal, he was the most beautiful man in the room in spite of his obvious moping. Taking a breath for courage, he made a bee line toward his Majesties table.
@OREIQUERIDO He smiled a little wistfully.
“Italy really is beautiful this time of year. How in the world did you convince your ministers to let you go to Italy?
I can’t blame you though, think of the pasta.”
His eyes widened with a smile.
@OREIQUERIDO There it was. The guilt he knew that would eventually raise its ugly head.
He wouldn’t open that box though. Not now. Not yet.
“Is that why you’re here? At Versailles?”
@eblouissantebeu He watched her with a small smile. Her presence had been the last thing he had expected tonight, but even more unexpected was the way she was making him feel currently.
“And I’m here.”
@OREIQUERIDO A shoulder rose and fell.
“I’m there a lot, but the silence can be too much.”
He took a drink and then another, truth be told, something stronger would have been better but wine would do.
@eblouissantebeu He closed his eyes momentarily at her touch but opened them slowly at her words. He opened his mouth to answer but could only nod.
He knew she probably thought less of him for falling apart but he didn’t care, he’d not meant to.
"I am not sure if you are saying that so I do not worry or to convince yourself that there is no one my love" she says softly as she gently rested her head on his shoulder.
@eblouissantebeu After a moment, the sobs subsided and he raised his head slowly. His already bloodshot eyes were now even more raw and abused from the crying.
“Why would you?”
@eblouissantebeu He buried his face into his arms atop the table while guards ushered the few Nobles in the room to the door. This was obviously a private moment between the Prince and Chevalier.
His quiet sobs echoed in the now empty room.
She smiled and took his arm gently before heading out with him to the gardens
"Protect your heart Pere I cannot watch you go through heartbreak again it hurts seeing you hurt and broken by someone else" she says speaking honestly
@eblouissantebeu He took the handkerchief and covered his eyes, his heart breaking all over again, the wine helping to stir his unresolved emotions.
“….I don’t blame you.”
He thought on it a moment. It was the sadness in her eyes that persuaded him.
“I’d…like nothing more my dear.”
Getting to his feet a little unsteadily, he offered his arm.
"Would you like to take a walk around the gardens with me as I need to get some air as it is getting a bit stuffy in here" she says softly a small smile on her face but her eyes held a sadness in them
@eblouissantebeu He was quick to let her know he didn’t blame her as he quickly dabbed at his eyes with his lace.
“I never said it was your fault, I have I never believed that. But your own words to me was that you didn’t want to try again. How…horrible I must be to you to make you say that.”
@eblouissantebeu “Maybe it’s me I cannot forgive…but I cannot fathom how much you must hate me to not want my children.”
When he finally looked up to meet her gaze, his blue eyes swam with unshed tears.
@eblouissantebeu a deep breath and released it in an exhausted steam though his nose before speaking. He still could not look at her.
“I….have struggled with my anger toward you too. I want to forgive you.”
@eblouissantebeu He rolled those words over in his thoughts as his eyes moved to the empty glass. Yes, he’d been harsh to divorce her so quickly, to reject her after such a traumatic event but..it had traumatized him how little she had cared about…their lost little one.
He took in ~