1764

You had recently been promised to the King of France by your parents. You weren’t thrilled about the idea of marrying a man old enough to be your father but you had no other choice.

He would be arriving later today to meet you for the first time and, like your mother had told you repeatedly, first impressions are everything.

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You adjusted the tiara on top of your head in the full-length mirror. It was just you and a guard in the room.

Your eyes flicked over to him a couple of times before you caught him staring at you.

” Nervous..?” He asked softly.