Twenty Eighth Entry ☼ Elizabeth ☼ The frozen spring [Accidental Video]

[the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com]

[In truth, Elizabeth was somewhat disappointed to be back at the Manor. She'd wanted to visit New York for a while after hearing about it from Ichabod, and she could have very easily spent another week there. But, that being said, it was quite nice to go back to what she was used to - something familiar.

The blackberry feed just shows Elizabeth sat in one of the window seats of her room, the colour of her gown a soft contrast to the red of her hair and the pure white outside. Occassionally, she looks up from her book, and watches the thick snowflakes float effortlessly past the window pane.]

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[timefordressup.livejournal.com]

Excuse my interruption, but I do believe that you have left this device on.

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[the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com]

[Turning her attention from her book, Elizabeth reaches forward and picks up her blackberry]

Ah, so I did - thank you for bring it to my attention

[Smile]

What is your name?

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[timefordressup.livejournal.com]

[she gives a polite curtsy]

I am Lady Elizabeth Middleford. You are?

[Video]

[the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com]

[A polite nod in acknowledgment]

Queen Elizabeth Tudor - it's a pleasure, Mistress Middleford

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[timefordressup.livejournal.com]

[omg, the dead queen of England? @-@ )

Queen Elizabeth of England?

(aww struck here)

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[the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com]

[A smile and another nod]

The very same.

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[timefordressup.livejournal.com]

[sparkly eyes~]

My lady [a bow fitting that of one you would give a queen] This is such an honor.