Guinevere chose a elegant yet sophisticated dress for the occasion. The gown was a deep shade of emerald green, the color reminiscent of her eyes. The fabric was a rich, luxurious silk that flowed elegantly as she moved. The dress featured a sweetheart neckline that showcased her delicate collarbone and slender shoulders, with long sleeves that tapered at the wrists. The skirt was fitted at the waist, accentuating her slender figure before flaring out into a graceful Aline silhouette that reached just above her ankles.
She paired the dress with a delicate gold necklace adorned with an emerald pendant, matching gold earrings, and a bracelet on her right wrist. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few loose tendrils framing her face. She wore minimal makeup, allowing her natural beauty to shine through.
The White Lotus Palacr Restaurant
"Greeting Your Queen Catherine, King Derick, crown…your Royal highness," David said. Both David and Grace were shocked to see him they were expecting him would he recognized Guinevere. Guinevere was respectful she knows she was as told to go in as Beatrice her cousin forget it's her who he is marrying but her cousin.
She opened her mouth she was graceful and polite.
"Your Majesty," Guinevere greeted, her voice smooth and composed.
"It's a pleasure to see you again."
She curtsied gracefully, her emerald dress swishing around her. Perhaps this engagement won't matter after all it was made quickly when they were just children's. Speaking of which the vibe that surround him is different from before when we were kids it's more mysterious and well full of wonder.
"Pleasure to meet you; your highness," Guinevere said does he recognized her? No it's impossible she has grown in ever seven years so has he. Rohan slowly smirked as if can notice something.
"Right," he said with a single word.
Guinevere and Tun Tun could not tell whether he threw this smile to throw her off guard or he saw something. Or is it just a friendly greeting toward a person names Beatrice. She clenched her jaw but did not show her emotions she felt complex within her own mind.
"Do you have something to say Miss Beatrice?" Guinevere eyes widen.
"Pardon me..? No no excuse my rudeness when we only just meant," Guinevere said as she bowed her head.
Guinevere sighed it's funny he is the one who asked her to not forget him but his tie one who forgot first.
"Darling I believe you thoughts matter, as you know; you were promised to marry Guinevere but if you want you can marry Beatrice," Queen Catherine said.
"Yea yea whatever you want," King Derick said. King Derick has ten kids with his wife Queen Catherine, and King Derick has many siblings, which brings many cousins, princesses, and princes. His parents chose King Derick ninth son to be the next king. He also believed in his son he is just so cold blooded shows no mercy not even his own siblings!
"So what do you say to this marriage?" His mother asked Cedric that was his first name but people called Him Rohan.
Cedric's piercing gaze lingered on Guinevere for a moment longer, his expression unreadable. The air seemed to crackle with an unspoken tension between them.
"Beatrice," he said finally, her name rolling off his tongue like a secret.
"I don't mind as long as it's someone from the Blackwater Family."
His curly golden silver hair, disheveled hair has grown to cover his forehead. There's a firm beauty mark blew his cold deep ocean eyes. Cedric is known for his beauty and handsomeness he gets it from both his parents. Having reached rank of swordsmanship at age 15 unlike her he is born to be a ruler and she did not want to be part of the royal families.
"Alright your grandparents would most likely give an approval," Queen Catherine said.
"I shall excuse myself come along my lady," Cedric said Guinevere just smiled and followed him down the hallway. She clenched her fists that dig into her delicate white palms this is a habit she has.
"Is it a habit to clench your fits so hard?" Cedric asked Guinevere who hide her hands behind her back and smiled brightly.
Cedric turned around and he held his palm out. They were some scars from holding sword.
"This is what my hand looks like after holding a sword," Cedric said. Was he trying to scare her? Thank goodness it was just that!
"I thought I had nothing to worry about if it was you," Cedric said.
"Me your highness this is our first meeting my name is Beatrice," Guinevere said. Cedric ocean eyes flashed with coldness.
"Ah the first time you say? My lady," Cedric said gently as he towered over her.
"Yea?" Guinevere said her dark green eyes stared at Cedric.
"Are you certain this is our first meeting?" He asked with a knowing smile. Guinevere was natural as she looked at him. Is he trying to figure her out?
"If not where would I have meet you before?" Guinevere said. Cedric did not exposes it but smiled.
"Interesting let me show you around this restaurant my older brother opened it up for my return it's a gift," Cedric said.
Honestly the meeting with Cedric was more prescient than she thought it would be. Only few she knew what that smile meant. When Guinevere was young she hide her emotions sometimes it became too much she needed to cry so she hide but once Cedric found out and Guinevere was so scared he would tell on but he told her that in front of him she can cry as much as she wants. Once when she was young she use to fear that smile of his that seems to know everything about her even when she truly tried to hide deeply within her heart.
As long as he doesn't get in the way it's fine with her. Guinevere clenched her fits her wait me mother, father and brothers your daughter will return to you as a Hewsworth daughter the moment Guinevere charges her last name that's when she will leave everything behind.