#briarglen:event01

[incompcrable]

─── ⋆⋅ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

Priscilla looked forward to the first ball of the season each year, though her experience with them was on the lower end of numbers. This year was different though, she found herself hitched already - or rather, to-be-hitched, and she wasn't sure if being on the sidelines was something she particularly wanted to get used to. The ladies looked like baby deers in the middle of the floor, dangling after more than a handful of cock-sure lords who hadn't turned an eye in their direction. It was all rather vexing...not being a part of it. "Quite a handsome group of debutants this season, wouldn't you agree?"

[briarglenrp]

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋

❝ 𝘈 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘢 𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘋𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳? ❞

Ah, the sound of hoofbeats dances upon the cobblestones, as delivery lads tirelessly assault the grandest of thresholds with the vigor of hopeful romantics! With deft hands, they present elegantly scripted missives to the unsuspecting souls who dare to draw back the door’s ornate façade. It is now 1813, and lo! A new season unfurls before us, heralded by none other than the Queen's illustrious Diamond Ball. A most opulent affair to unveil the charming debutantes before the reigning sovereign and parade eligible daughters for the matrimonial melee. Thus, the season's grand tableau is set. As the lovely maidens curtsy in the presence of royalty, a gallery of eager suitors, attentive mothers, distinguished gentlemen, and those fortunate or unfortunate enough to have secured their prospects, scrutinize every charming visage. Yet, it is solely the discerning gaze of the Queen that reigns supreme. A mere glance of disdain can send a young lady’s worth spiraling into the depths of obscurity. Conversely, should she capture the queen’s favor, her fortunes may ascend to dizzying heights, though, as we are all too aware, the brighter the light, the swifter the flame extinguishes. So, welcome to the inaugural soirée of the season! Are you ready to twirl amidst the whispers? A gentle reminder, darlings — the Queen is not the only keen observer; for Lady Whistledown, with her watchful eyes and ears, remains ever vigilant.

𝐎𝐎𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖 :

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐏'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 : 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 ����𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ( 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 ).

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 ; August 30th, 2024 @ 8:00PM EST.

𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 ; September 06th, 2024 @ 12:00PM EST. ( may end sooner/later upon group discussion )

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 ; dash event.

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 ; one night.

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ; the illustrious English palace, shall unveil its grand ballroom for our revelries, whilst the enchanting garden will shimmer with twinkling candles and delightful decorations, enticing all who dare to wander!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; briarglen:event01. briarglen:start.

𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 ; a notice will be posted when the event begins, please refreign from posting starters / threads before this. however, please feel free to post outfits and such ( if you would like ) before and use the 'briarglen:event01' tag.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 :

the diamond of the season for this season will be a non-playable character to make things fair across the board. at some point, we'll discuss together when this season ends and the next begins and we'll chat about doing a little poll maybe or randomized selection for the diamond - or if you all prefer having it as an npc.

if your character is not participating in the season / not being presented, they are still invited to attend the party as a guest. the event will start at the ball after the ladies have been presented to The Queen.

as The Queen herself loves to show her magnificent Diamond Ball off - all classes of society are invited.

a thread for this event will be added to the ‘summaries’ channel for individuals to post summaries / the important points of the event for each of their characters.

[gallivantrs]

open starter ft. lady veronica talbot // accepting replies; location — the queen's diamond ball, the terrace overlooking the gardens. tw: alcohol use

As the door to the terrace closes behind Veronica, the cacophony of the ballroom is mercifully muted, leaving her ears soothed by the sudden quiet. It was navigating the advances of a rude, presumptuous, rat-looking Lordling that served as the final straw to break her patience, leading her to trade the ball room for refuge in the cover of night, outside, with glass of wine at hand to temper humors. The gardens stretched out as far as her eyes could see, blurry under a soft nightly mist. The thought of descending there to be among the trees, rid of all manner of pleasantry, called to her – she even glanced around expectantly, thinking to find a friend with whom a genuine conversation could be held amidst some unchaperoned adventure in the gardens. But for once, the thought is nipped in the bud – glancing back into the ballroom, there was Noemie, taking her first official steps as a Lady of society, beginning her journey toward securing a much-desired love match. All of her actions tonight held her in mind, above all. So she would behave – die of boredom, if she must – if it mean protecting her sister's prospects. Her eyes drift to the skies while she savors a sip from her wine. An unmistakeable glint in its fabric catches her attention, just as another member of the ton seems to make their way to address her. "Jupiter is remarkably bright tonight." A whimsy point of her finger in its direction. "It’s currently at opposition, I believe, so directly opposite to the sun from our vantage point. I would bet you could even see its Galilean moons with a good telescope—four tiny points of light, right around it." For all the urges she'd be containing tonight, the one to provide unsolicited information was decidedly not one of them.

[honoriaa]

Open starter! -- The Queen's Diamond Ball | Noemie Talbot

Out of all the festivities, Noemie was looking forward to dancing the most. Seeing all the other Lords and Ladies take to the floor and twirl about in their oh-so-lovely dresses and practiced dance steps made this young lady's heart warm. So much so she was swaying to the music as she watched with joy. She couldn't believe she was finally here amongst society.

She fiddled with her dance card with such excitement and wonder and she watched the floor, she almost forgot that there were others off the floor probably watching her, in turn, being silly. Once the thought came to her head, so ceased her movements though not with embarrassment but simply due to the song ending. She gave a small clap as she peered around the room, wondering who'd go next.

[ladyindclence]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 — 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢

it was nauseating.

all the glitz, all the glamour; the hushed whispers and cordial laughter. daniela couldn't stand it. even after all of these years her quick-to-quease stomach had yet to adjust to the absolute bafoonery that was high society, her disdain for balls not easily hidden as the music swelled and the talk of the ton translated to nothing more than impotent babble.

suctioned to the far wall of the ballroom, fingers twisted behind the small of her back and feeling the hard knot of her apron against her wrists, daniela frowned. it was uncouth for a member of the royal staff to act in such an improper manner, especially amongst company, but she couldn't help it. an elder staff member had swooped by, tutting her tongue at the young housemaid, reaching up to pinch and pull at a hollowed cheep to force a smile. daniela did so, against her will, mockingly curling her lips up into a wickedly devious grin before allowing the expression to fall all together once the elder had departed.

" bafoonery. " she huffed beneath her breath at the elder maid's back, eyes rolling as she peeled herself off the wall like vintage paper and dragged her feet towards one of the food tables to appear occupied. attentive.

catching the eyes of someone across the table, she offered a most insincere and painfully practiced smile. she knew better than to speak to members of higher class than her first ( it was one of the rules she actually did follow ) , turning one of the trays of finger foods so the side that housed more delicacies faced the other.

[interdius]

open starter; the queen's diamond ball

The gaze of dark brown eyes swept across the grand ballroom, subtly studying the others attending the marvelous ball that marked the beginning of the new season. The air was filled with music and lively chatter. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, and they were making new connections and sharing news with older friends. One of the charming suitors among the crowd could be her future husband, and the thought caused nervousness bubbled up inside her. However, the calm facade upon her and a polite smile on Yeying’s face didn’t waver when she found her way to a nearby window with a view of the candle-lighted garden. The view from the window was beautiful, just like everything else around her was.

Even if her gaze was out of the window, she felt a presence coming near her. She didn't mind the person coming, she understood if others were also seeking a calmer place to breathe in the edges of the crowd. There was a small moment of a silence between them as she was pondering her next move – Yeying wasn’t a social butterfly but she would have to participate in the pleasantries and flatteries shared among the participants. “Once again, Her Majesty has thrown a glamorous ball,” she finally stated with a small smile and turned her attention from the view towards the person near her, initiating the polite but meaningless small talk she was expected to be having here.

[blowingsmcke]

OPEN STARTER. LOCATION: the queen's diamond ball.

divinya's attitude towards celebrations of any kind varies from day to day. sometimes, drinking ale while watching needless drama unfold proves to be excellent amusement for a night; but sometimes, they find themselves far too tired to invest hours into making small talk. tonight, unfortunately, is one of those nights, and although they'd had their fair share of expected small talk among the other attendees of the ball, they'd eventually found themselves nursing some wine and standing aside, leaning against the wall as they watch everyone dance.

the one thing they'll never fully get used to is the fact that they needn't be on high alert all the time. their ears pick up any sound, and their trained eyes scan the area for any potential threat, even if there are none to be found. they stand with a tension, their expression serious, making the elder attendees wary of them. they're pretty sure they're not well liked among the ton, if not solely for the fact that they refuse to smile at strangers, and take themselves as seriously as any man in their position would.

their fingers tap their wine glass, head tilting as they shift their focus away from their own inner dialogue to instead watch the two people weaving through the dancefloor, carefree and joyful. they can't remember a time they felt that carefree. "these sorts of events seem to be far more enjoyable to those without two left feet," they say, addressing the person beside them that they'd been speaking with. "although, perhaps if i go out there and embarrass myself i may just bring some life to this celebration." now that's just the wine talking.

[bvrningflares]

𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶        :       lucille langdom  & you .   𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴       +        𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽       :     𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭          

she stood near the edge of the grand ballroom, her presence as striking as it was reluctant. the glittering lights and the swirling silks of the evening felt suffocating, a gilded cage from which she longed to escape. dressed in a gown of deep emerald, the rich fabric clung to her form with an elegance that did nothing to mask her desire to be anywhere but here. in one hand, she clutched a flute of champagne, the bubbles rising to the surface in a silent mimicry of her own restless thoughts. the other hand held a second glass, already half-emptied, a testament to her growing impatience with the evening's festivities. lucy's gaze flitted across the room, catching sight of the perfectly postured debutantes and their meticulously orchestrated introductions. the sight only deepened her longing for the freedom of the open air, the thrill of a gallop across the countryside, far from the stifling expectations of society.

with a sigh, she brought the first glass of champagne to her lips, the cool liquid a brief respite from the tediousness of the ball. the second glass followed quickly, the familiar taste offering little solace but just enough to take the edge off her ennui. lucy shifted her weight, one foot tapping lightly against the polished floor as she resisted the urge to flee. her expression, a careful blend of polite interest and thinly veiled boredom, belied the tempest brewing within her. the sound of laughter and the strains of a waltz grated against her nerves, each note a reminder of the endless parade of expectations she had no desire to fulfill.

as another wave of finely dressed guests swept past her, she muttered under her breath, “two glasses down, and still, this feels like an eternity.” she tilted her head back slightly, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the room once more, searching for something—anything—that might offer a distraction from the monotonous spectacle unfolding before her. perhaps a familiar face, or even an excuse to slip away unnoticed.

lucy took another sip, her thoughts drifting to the stables, where her favorite mare awaited her return. the idea of disappearing into the night, leaving behind the stifling etiquette and trivial conversations, was becoming increasingly appealing. but for now, she was trapped in this glittering prison, playing the part of the dutiful duchess, while her heart longed for the freedom that seemed so far out of reach. she let out a soft, resigned sigh, her fingers tightening around the stem of the champagne glass. "perhaps," she mused to herself, "a third glass might just get me through this."

[breakblehearts]

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋

[honoriaa]

Boudoir | Noemie & Veronica Talbot - The Queen's ball .

"Vera I have such butterflies," Her heart fluttered and so did her hands as her maid meticulously laced up her corset. She had her usual bath and hair washing, but this was special. It was the younger of the Talbot sister's first season and she debut well, well enough that she thought she saw the smallest of smiles from the queen herself when she presented herself and bowed to her grace. Surely that meant something! She breathed calmly before holding up her hand mirror. "Can you believe it? Tonight's the night! Oh goodness I don't know what to do with myself first, do I go to the lemonade first? No, we're to dance first, right?"

@gallivantrs

[bvrningflares]

𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶        :       lady hazel montgomery  & you .   𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴       +        𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽       :     𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭          

the grand doors of the ballroom swung open with a flourish, and in swept lady hazel montgomery, duchess of montgomery, a vision of opulence and grace. her arrival, though delayed, was anything but unnoticed. dressed in a gown of deep crimson velvet, adorned with golden embroidery that shimmered like molten sunlight, she moved with the confidence of someone who knew precisely the effect she had on a room. her entrance was a statement, a declaration of her status and wealth, and it was underscored by the retinue of elegantly dressed ladies-in-waiting who trailed behind her like a procession of rare jewels. the gentle murmur of conversation faltered as all eyes turned toward the duchess. the soft rustle of her gown, the glitter of diamonds at her throat, and the subtle but unmistakable scent of her signature perfume—an intoxicating blend of jasmine and sandalwood—commanded the attention of every guest in attendance.

with a graceful nod to the assembled guests, lady hazel made her way through the crowd, her ladies fanning out around her like an ethereal court. as she approached the center of the room, her gaze settled on a particular figure—a guest whose presence she had been anticipating. with a serene smile, she made her way toward them, her every step deliberate, her every movement a careful orchestration of elegance. “what a delightful surprise to find you here this evening. it seems that even amidst such splendor, you still manage to outshine the rest.” she greeted, her voice smooth and rich, like honey poured over silk

she extended her hand, adorned with a cluster of sparkling rings, a silent but unmistakable testament to her wealth. her eyes, warm yet keenly observant, locked onto the guest’s with an intensity that conveyed both genuine interest and the subtle power she wielded. “i must apologize for my late arrival,” she continued, her tone as polished as the jewels she wore. “but you know how it is—perfection takes time, and i simply couldn’t deprive this gathering of such a grand entrance, could i?” her smile was playful, almost teasing, as she spoke, a delicate balance between charm and authority.

with a graceful gesture, she beckoned one of her ladies-in-waiting, who stepped forward with a small, ornate box in her hands. lady hazel took the box and offered it to the guest. “a token of my appreciation,” she said softly, “for your continued friendship and presence. i do hope you’ll find it worthy of your attention.” as the guest accepted the gift, lady hazel’s smile deepened, a perfect blend of warmth and sophistication. “now,” she said, linking her arm with theirs, “shall we take a turn about the room? i believe we have much to discuss, and i would be remiss if i didn’t seize this opportunity to catch up with you properly.” with that, lady hazel led the guest through the opulent ballroom, her presence a dazzling spectacle that left an indelible impression on all who witnessed it.

[briarglenrp]

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋

❝ 𝘈 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘢 𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘋𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳? ❞

Oh, how the maidens did curtsy before her royal majesty, yet one particular jewel has dared to outshine them all! I speak of none other than the dazzling Lady Theodosia Grantley of Northcroft House, who has cunningly ensnared the attention of the Queen herself. With the maidens now paraded before the court, they flitter off to the opulent ballroom of our illustrious English palace, eager to toast the dawning of a new Season. The ballroom, a vision summoned by the Queen’s very own refined taste, is adorned in sumptuous silks, while a chandelier hangs overhead, sparkling with a brilliance that would make even the finest diamond blush. And let us not forget the royal garden, an enchanting realm of exotic flora, all plucked from distant lands by gallant explorers as tributes to their beloved Queen. Yet, dear readers, amidst this extravagance, I must caution you: tread not carelessly, for the scrutiny of the Queen is but one set of watchful eyes. Lady Whistledown lurks in the shadows, her ear ever attuned to the delightful whispers of the ton!

𝐎𝐎𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖 :

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐏'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 : 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ( 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 ).

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 ; right now, you may begin posting !

𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 ; September 06th, 2024 @ 12:00PM EST. ( may end sooner/later upon group discussion )

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 ; dash event.

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 ; one night.

𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ; the illustrious English palace, shall unveil its grand ballroom for our revelries, whilst the enchanting garden will shimmer with twinkling candles and delightful decorations, enticing all who dare to wander !

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ; briarglen:event01. briarglen:start.

𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 ; once the event is over, please post in the 'summaries' channel, under the '👑 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥 | 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟎𝟏' thread.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 :

the diamond of the season for this season will be a non-playable character to make things fair across the board. at some point, we'll discuss together when this season ends and the next begins and we'll chat about doing a little poll maybe or randomized selection for the diamond - or if you all prefer having it as an npc.

if your character is not participating in the season / not being presented, they are still invited to attend the party as a guest. the event will start at the ball after the ladies have been presented to The Queen.

as The Queen herself loves to show her magnificent Diamond Ball off - all classes of society are invited.

a thread for this event will be added to the ‘summaries’ channel for individuals to post summaries / the important points of the event for each of their characters.

[honoriaa]

The Queen's Diamond Ball

[gallivantrs]

The Lady Veronica Cecilia Talbot attends The Queen's 1813 Diamond Ball in a gown of slate blue in draped silk, ladened with rhinestones and intricate embroidery along the waistline, sides and back – a special commission from up-and-coming modiste Ryong Su-mi. Her dark tresses are arranged in a decadent braid that cascades down her back until below the line of her waist, with elaborate appliqués of rhinestones throughout its length to match the gown.

ooc note – just imagine this gown shows a little less cleavage (she was not that ahead of her time, pls) and overall represents of a slightly daring, empire-waist regency style gown, with influences from her indian heritage that show up especially in the embroidery. see more references below!

[breakblehearts]

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋

[incompcrable]

─── ⋆⋅ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥

Lady Priscilla Cavendish is attending the Queen's illustrious first ball of the season with her betrothed and it will be hard to gauge which of the two yearns to be somewhere else more. Although, if you look close enough, perhaps that hate is only skin deep for one of them.