Elizabeth had been woken up fairly in the morning by Kat Ashley, and she heard no reason as to why this happened. The glance Kat gave her reminded her that she did have a matter of importance to deal with that day. The Princess of France was to pay a visit, though she scarcely had any idea what they would discuss. It will most likely concern a proposal with the Duke of Anjou
she thought, looking at the dresses Kat offered. She shook her head, knowing which dress she wanted to wear.
The dress was one that her mother had worn, and had been a gift to Elizabeth on her twenty-first birthday. The dress was a delicate gold, a design of leaves and roses on the bodice and front of the dress. The ends of the Boleyn sleeves were folded up at the ends, revealing a red that was a shade similar to crimson. There was embroidery on both sleeves, forming designs that resembled flowers. After she had the dress on, Elizabeth mad her way to where she had her jewels. A smile pulled at her lips as she picked up a necklace
. Putting it on, she fastened the clasp before sighing slightly.
Forgoing any snood or French hood, Elizabeth elected to wear a diadem of amethyst. Kat had curled some strands of her mistress's hair, trying to give it a certain flair to equal the elegance of a visitor from France. Her shoes were a golden similar to the dress, though there was a little more white on them. Glancing in the mirror, she nodded slightly before beginning to walk out of her chambers. Her five maids followed, Kat keeping up the back. It had always been so. Katherine was either in front of Elizabeth or behind, but she always wanted to keep her safe.
As she walked through the halls, each person she passed either bowed or curtsied. To her benefit, there were two different entrances to the Great Hall of Whitehall. This was the case with every single palace in England, and possibly the whole of Europe. The Queen and her ladies made quick work of navigating the halls, coming to the back entrance of the Great Hall."Presenting Her Majesty, Elizabeth Tudor, Queen of England and Ireland,"
the herald said, moving aside so Elizabeth could entered.
As she took her seat in the monarch's throne, watching as each and every courtier bowed. Several members of Court bowed lower than was probably necessary, yet Elizabeth acknowledged them nevertheless. In time, all of the courtiers had risen and gone back to talking quietly amongst themselves. No sooner had the courtiers risen, the herald announced another arrival."Her Royal Highness, Elisabeth de Valois, Princess of France!"
Elizabeth straightened in her seat, carefully watching as the Princess entered. Valois? Have I not read that Owen Tudor married Katherine Valois?
she thought, raising an eyebrow. She watched as the courtiers bowed once more, a part of her feeling sorry for the members of Court.
She had no true idea of what this meeting would entail, but she was sure that it was going to be interesting.