<div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">❝You flatter me, my sweet prince.❞ Her voice chimed as a smile plastered her lips currently. ❝If the artist doesn’t do my features justice, he’ll have to paint it again.❞ She spoke softly but meant what she said. Catelyn wasn’t trying to be a bitch or anything but if she was to be queen one day, she needed to start speaking and acting like a queen. The time was now, she thought. She had eyed Arthur and didn’t move until he led the way through the rather large palace.</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"></span><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Of course, she listened to him speak as they walked throughout the palace. ❝I’d be delighted to spend much more time with you, my future king.❞ Catelyn replied to his statement with a twinkling smile that showed off her teeth. Her eyes went towards every single thing that Arthur pointed out and they widened with amazement. She couldn’t wait until she got the decorators in here so that she could redecorate a few things. Her mind had made mental images, which would be restored later once she knew exactly what she wanted.</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"></span><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Her eyes stared at the back that they exited through and she made sure to remember this certain path, just in case it came in handy later. From afar, the garden seemed very exotic, which made Catelyn turn to Arthur and grace him with another smile. She already knew that she had to be ready for her jaw to hurt a lot because of how many times she had already smiled or even laughed at him.</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"></span><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Catelyn immediately saw the two flowers that were symbolically beside one another and it obviously resembled their future. She reached her hand out to touch the flower from Navarre, which made her exhale a sigh. Her ears twitched whenever she heard Arthur speak again, which made her slide her hand back and clasped with her other hand in front of her. Her eyes went back to Arthur, her king to be and her head nodded at his statement. ❝I think when we’ll king and queen, we’ll have to make some adjustments to the garden.❞</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"></span><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">It was a blunt remark that made her bite down on her bottom lip. ❝These two flowers have to stay like this though.❞ Her hand motioned to the flowers of Kent and Navarre. ❝That’s the one thing I wouldn’t change.❞ Another remark that caused her to stare at Arthur to engage his reaction to what she had just said. Catelyn wondered to herself what he was thinking because she was starting to talk like a queen and as if she already ruled the Kingdom of Kent.</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"></span><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">❝So, I think I shall go to my chambers and rest for a bit.❞ She stated while she reached to touch the flowers again then turned heel, holding her arm out for him to retrieve. ❝Walk back with me and show me around the palace again?❞ Catelyn questioned softly and with a flutter of her eyes, which made her wonder what was his move going to be.</span>​</div>