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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2019 8:09 pm
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Anne Marie Carper
"His majesty doesnt take council with just anyone sir unless you of official business", said the advisor, Anne found herself trembling up until this point she was able to deal with most things but in this world and time women were not dominant and they were not highly respected she found herself slinking back behind Loki and staring at the ground as she allowed him to handle the situation. She would have loved to help but in this world she knew her place and it wasn't talking.... She watched as the man began to explain to Loki,"God of Mischief what a ridiculous title you call yourself a god?", snickered the man,"Sounds like some fairy tale women are rather absurd sometimes", he sniffed gazing over the English women,"You look like you are from his majesty's court yet you have foreign advisers?", he looked at the women,"The Princess Anne of Cleves will not be arriving til later this year his majesty in expecting his foreign bride soon if you ladies are from his majesties court you will find your place is there", he pointed down the hall where there was a large double door,"His majesty requires only that you attend his banquets upon celebration and follow his court".
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