18e Juillet 1909

-Brionne, Palais Royale Soissons-

Orellien d'Vaugeois once again was lost looking into that shining vase when suddenly a strangers voice spoke to him: "Excuse me Sir, but if you intend on stealing that vase you've been making it to obvious. If you're here for your royal cousins they are outside in the gardens having a picnic with some other ladies." Orellien sighed and turned to look the older gentleman in a servants suit in the eyes: "Alphan please, if I stole that vase nothing would save me from uncle Renauds wrath not to talk about grand-father crucifying me for staining the family honour. Though I could do it and blame you, if you want. You're already uncles' evil compatriot so why not mine too?" Alphan Leroux, the royal secretary let out a barking laugh: "Well, the tour sans fin surely has pair cells, so I've to warn you I know enough poems that you will regret doing that. Still before we start our sinister plots you should join your lovely cousins héritier d'arlène, or I may tell Princesse Justine that you left her waiting on purpose." The thirteen-year-old rolled his eyes but gave the official a short nod, before starting to walk towards the gardens.

The gardens were coloured by countless flowers, all in full blossom. Bluebells, delphinium, lilies, gladiola and many others. Orellien slowly started walking towards where the most noise was coming from, and once he saw royal guards he knew, that his guess had been correct. As he passed the guards they gave him a short look before saluting. There under a group of beech trees sat Auriane carefully watching a pair of servants talking, while Justine played tag with Aimélia. Of course in a manner where the two-year-old would have the slightest chance. Auriane almost immediatly noticed him and after realizing who he was her scrutinizing look changed to one of joy and she beckoned him to join her. Their nanny was seated there too and he greeted both of them: "I'm truthfully briming with you, seeing you and your sisters well. It has been too long since we last talked to each other, little golden one." The second princess giggled at that and countered: "It's been only two months, Cousin Orel." "Still far too long, for such a weak man as I. Dame de Malconquat, I hope this day finds you well?" "Oh, it certainly does now." Before they could continue they were interrupted by a squeal and turned to see that Justine had "finally" caught Aimélia. Before anything else could happen though, Justine stumbled and landed on her behind in the grass. He couldn't help but snort which immediately made him the focus of a surprised first princess, who blushed in slight embarrassment and then viscously stared at him. While Aimélia ran towards him and greated him with a joyful "Ori is here!", his prideful cousin got up and started slowly stalking towards him. Instead of a greeting the first thing he got was a fist hitting his chest, followed by a: "Cousin Orel, you laughed about me. This was mean, so you deserved this." "Sweet Justine, I apologize for laughing and I believe I will serve a tea with this exotic one I brought." Her demeanor slightly changed hearing that giving him a proud, maybe a bit smug, smile. "I should do that, I already can do that and probably better than you. You may ruin it with your weakness." "That's not how you use that word..." "Silence, I need to focus fiend!"