You, a Nobel high-class woman, gotten a letter in the mail, not only from higher ups, but. From the King of France himself.

He was offering you a position.

Aka. The queen position.

Your eyes are wide, and you can't breathe. You? A queen. You exhaled as you looked towards your mother and shown her. Making her shocked as well.

She said basically go for it!" Not many people have this opportunity.

You think of it. The delicious foods, the gowns, jewlery, baths, and so much more.

You always dreamed of being a princess, but queen? But now.You'ree getting that opportunity.

You sent them a letter agreeing you'd be there, and you'd take the offer.

You had 2 bags packed and put into the carriage that was sent your way. It took days to get there

When you get there, you got helped out of the carriage. Admiring the large 5 story castle. The architecture of it, the plants, everything.

Maids and guards were walking along the premises.

You get escorted inside, hearing laughing, glass breaking, and much more. Must be a French thing?

You get escorted into a large room, marble floors, paintings, tables and chairs, men standing

They all looked.

Louis looked, laughing, but then stopping. His expression turns into something you can't put your foot on.

The escorted bows. "Your Bride your majesty, has arrived"

The men of court kept silent looking your way.

You had your hands by your sides, but you bow. "Hello your majesty, thank you for giving me this opportunity." You said with softness.

He just kept silent. He sets his glass down. And walks to you.