<span style="color: #000040"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Prince Eloy</span></span></span><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #000040">"Yes Goodmorning to you as well!"</span>Shouts Eloy glancing back at the guard who wished him good morning he continues running rapidly through the halls eager to get to the main entrance. It wasn't in Eloy's character to be late to anything but the thought of Meredith's arrival kept him up. Not only did he stay up thinking about her, he also stayed up questioning their marriage. Eloy knew that one day he would marry Meredith but he still questioned if marrying someone for the country was worth his happiness.Yet he still hoped the little girl he once adored as a child was still there.<br/><br/>Eloy stops by a near window both hands on his knees, head down trying to catch his breath. He stands back up and looks out the window. His eyes meet a girl to whom he presumes is Meredith,<span style="color: #000040"> "That's got to be her,"</span>he says still trying to catch his breath. Eloy's eyes lock on the girl as she walks down the crowd of people surrounding the entrance, just by looking at the crowd's reaction and how she walks slightly ahead of the other girls he finally puts the pieces together and knows for sure that she is, in fact, his queen. Too tired to run the rest of the way and still slightly nervous he walks the rest of the way to the main entrance trying to pull himself together before meeting everyone.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008000">"Welcome,"</span>Says the King of France with a slight bow, excitement overcoming his voice,<span style="color: #008000">"It's been so long that I don't even have to look down to speak to you, never the less I'm filled with joy that you are here and I also hope you come to find that France will be a good home for not only you but for your Scotish subjects as well."</span>He says before taking a step back from his mistress who is standing next to him,<span style="color: #008000">"Come, let us go inside."</span>The king looks at his mistress smiles and nods, acting as a sign to follow him. The mistress nods and follows her king walking next to him back inside the order.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #800080">Lady Daisy Aiden</span></span></span><br/><br/><br/>Daisy stood there in line with the rest of the Ladies waiting for her queen. It felt strange having a lot of people's eyes on her but she and the other ladies couldn't help but love the attention. Daisy looked at the crowd before her eyes went down to her feet, she let out a heavy sigh. She couldn't help but feel homesick as much as she loved her queen and her family she would miss everything about Scotland the music, the food, and her hometown. She exhaled heavily and quickly composed herself. She knew she had to be there for her duty was to support and serve her queen.<br/><br/>Her face lit up as Meredith came to her with open arms she wrapped her arms around Meredith and gave her a slight squeeze,<span style="color: #800080">"I'm so happy we all made it safe together,"</span>she said relievement in her tone. She looked over to Regina who asked about Prince Eloy. Upon hearing the question she looked over to the royals standing in front of them trying to get a slight glimpse of them after their discussion about the prince Daisy's eye went back to her queen she spoke about keeping the royals waiting. Daisy let out a slight chuckle,<span style="color: #800080">"Instead of worrying about them waiting for you, you should worry about which one is the prince before you go up there and start kissing the King of France," </span>she says laughing alongside the ladies.<br/><br/>She followed the queen up to the royals keeping a few steps back she looked around at the people staring at her she saw a few handsome faces but she knew she had to wait to meet a man with title and most importantly money. Daisy was easily drawn to handsome faces but she soon learned that if she wanted to continue living the lifestyle she has now and pay for her sister's dowry a handsome face would mean nothing as long as the man she is marrying has money.