Welcome Sir Nicholas

Madam, you are clearly bessoted with Sir Nicholas. He is clearly not interested in you and to be frank you are just embarassing yourself - take it from your 'loving' relative. For somebody so stuck up and obnoxious one would think you would pick somebody of far higher rank and status, then again you can't get any worse than your last husbands. Oh yes, please remind me, where are they now?

You are English, so I will ignore your tactlessness and ugly visage. And the last 2 are in hell, where you will most certainly be going very shortly.

Elizabeth Woodville wrote:

Madam, you are clearly bessoted with Sir Nicholas. He is clearly not interested in you and to be frank you are just embarassing yourself - take it from your 'loving' relative. For somebody so stuck up and obnoxious one would think you would pick somebody of far higher rank and status, then again you can't get any worse than your last husbands. Oh yes, please remind me, where are they now?

I find it amusing that thou woudst call me obnoxious and stuck-up, two traits which thee posseseth in abundance.

I doubt that, perhaps. If i possess the power people say I do I will be able to use those powers to rid myself of descendants like you? I may be stuck up but hey, *tosses hair* when you look like me you can be. If you got it, flaunt it! . It seems even now people are unable to accept the possibility of a strong, powerful, beautiful woman who can do everything herself without the aid of witchcraft and such. My lady, if you were as wise as people say you are you would notice that Nicholas is clearly interested in your cousin.

*chuckles* it seems thou hath given this matter great thought

And yes when thou are not schemeing againsts others in the court and acting the jealous brat I do find thee charming *offers a wry grin*

But I will not rely on thee for support. I shall find my own way as I always have.

For now, let us delay the matter I beseach thee. Let us return to court and enjoy some merriment.

Elizabeth Woodville wrote:

I doubt that, perhaps. If i possess the power people say I do I will be able to use those powers to rid myself of descendants like you? I may be stuck up but hey, *tosses hair* when you look like me you can be. If you got it, flaunt it! . It seems even now people are unable to accept the possibility of a strong, powerful, beautiful woman who can do everything herself without the aid of witchcraft and such. My lady, if you were as wise as people say you are you would notice that Nicholas is clearly interested in your cousin.

Every single thing you said about you applieth to me as well. My hair is just as gorgeous as yours, and when I dare to talk about my beauty it’s as if I have dipped thee in acid. I am a powerful, beautiful woman who doth not need anyone else, but I am bitchy, while thou art “independent”. You hypocrisy is striking.

Sir Nicholas of Rhodes wrote:

*chuckles* it seems thou hath given this matter great thought

And yes when thou are not schemeing againsts others in the court and acting the jealous brat I do find thee charming *offers a wry grin*

But I will not rely on thee for support. I shall find my own way as I always have.

For now, let us delay the matter I beseach thee. Let us return to court and enjoy some merriment.

Fine then, will thee teach me how to do the Volta *Smiles happily*. *Grabs a glass of champagne and downs it*.

I see you skipped my comment reguarding your new 'toy'. I wonder how long it will take him to tire of thee before he takes a mistress.

Volta? I am not a master of the art but I can try.


*bows to Elizabeth Woodville*

My Lady it is a great pleasure to see thee again, you look radient.


*Looks to young Bess and smiles sadly* I do hope thou is feeling more lively, perhaps before this night is through, you would honor me with that dance you promised me last night

Point proven.
*cackles maniachly*
And why my goode fellowe, it is a pleasure to see thee again.
If you need any help taming that dog of yours over there I am sure I can be of assistance.

*Gasps* Elizabeth! I am not quite so boring, I thought you would have guessed that by now! *Smiles a cheeky smile*.

*Walks away to throw himself in a chair*

No wonder Dear Bess grows so weary at times *he muses to himself*

*gulps champayne*

How dare thou turn your back on me! I am an annointed Quene of this realm herein and thou shall show me the respect I deserve!

Sir Nicholas of Rhodes wrote:

*Walks away to throw himself in a chair*

No wonder Dear Bess grows so weary at times *he muses to himself*

*gulps champayne*

Hand me that bottle! *Grabs it and starts gulping*.

*looks around in disgust at the mass of drunk courtiers*
Ugh, I am *puts fingers up to signal a tiny tiny gap with a furious facial expression* THIS CLOSE to just 'poofing' myself away from here.

My Lady Elizabeth I meant no disrepect and I would never dream of turning my back on thee.


But it seemed to me that no one was speaking to me anyway, only about me as if I were not here ... "toy" indeed *frowns*

Oh, calm down, you Enlgish cow. Try some of this champagne it's very good! And I am NO courtier!

MArie I warn you, while I indulged thee last night, if tonight you drink to the point of indulgence I shall leave you where you lie *says broodingly*

Nicholas! Why art thee being so harsh? Have I displeased thee? *Looks worried and sad*.

Sir Nicholas of Rhodes wrote:

My Lady Elizabeth I meant no disrepect and I would never dream of turning my back on thee. But it seemed to me that no one was speaking to me anyway, only about me as if I were not here ... "toy" indeed *frowns*

Fair enough, I fear I am rather dramatic. But at least you're an expensive toy! Nothing shaby!

Marie Stuart wrote:

Oh, calm down, you English cow. Try some of this champagne it's very good! And I am NO courtier!

If it pleases you, I suppose. *5 hours later* SO I WOZ LYK DNT TAIK MY PRINSIZ TO DAH TOWAH COZ I LUF DEM BUT I FORT O WELL I STILL WONA BE QUEEN HAHAHAHHAHA

Sir Nicholas of Rhodes wrote:

Marie I warn you, while I indulged thee last night, if tonight you drink to the point of indulgence I shall leave you where you lie *says broodingly*

'Indulge' *giggles like a little girl*

At the moment I am displeased with it all * stands up*

This constant bickering makes my head ache, I deplore being talked about as if I were not here and worse still as if I am some possession to be won by competion.

Sit back down, My Lorde.
In a court full of rival love-starved Ladies all fighting eachother off to be Queen of England what can one expect?

I am most sorry, dearest Nicholas. Please forgive me for any roll I might have played. Wouldst thou like some tea, to calm thine nerves?

Marie, stop being so obsessive! It's a turn off, learn from the master of seduction!

Yes, Grandmere. What dost I do now?