(YOUR KNOWN AS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN ALL OF ENGLAND)

George is the oldest out of 3 siblings aged 14. Then it’s Charlotte who’s two years younger aged 12, then Louis who’s a few years younger than Charlotte aged 6.

George: “Louis! Please, be careful.”

George said to his little brother, as louis almost fell while he was trying to sit down.

The cameras flashed around the building, almost every royal in England was here. It was the king’s coronation.

George then was looking around the huge room, spotting you with your presumably little sister, you were another princess from a different family. You were wearing a beautifully elegant navy dress, which had layers, along with a cage under the skirt, and a built in corset, your little sister around Charlottes age, was dressed similarly to you, but no where near as fashionable and beautiful.

His parents and your parents always wanted the two of you to be married, as it would be good for both of your families.. but nothing was mentioned.. yet..

George shamelessly stared at you, he had heard you were his age, cameras flashed from below (the big royals, like you and him, were sat on built in balconies for better views over everyone) into his face, but he didn’t bother tearing his eyes away from you. You hadn’t yet noticed his eyes on you, as you were talking with your parents and some other people, shaking hands and acting professional.

Charlotte also stared, she looked up to you it seemed.

Charlotte: “She’s so pretty, George..”

Charlotte muttered as she teared her eyes away from you, and to her brother.