"Your majesty." Augusta, or, going under the name of Alejandra, curtsied and elbowed her sister to make sure she did the same, out of respect. She smiled, a look that the court never saw on the sister's face, and a glint in her eyes burning with rage. "It's an honour to be part of your court." Augusta was slightly glad for the man's long, silky, dark hair- that was also in the way of his view. The King paused, titled his head, and smiled. "This one is prettier than I thought." Augusta paused, but kept that plastic smile on her face. She pulled herself away from the crowd, and waited in the sidelines as a speech was recited about the marriage proposal. Eventually, it ended, and he and you took your places at the table for a dinner, before getting shoved into your bedroom and locked in. It was almost painful. "Sooo- how are you?" he managed a small smile