paradisa | ♔ six || easter resurrection

[Counselors and Friends of Elizabeth I]

For those who have not already been made aware in some manner, you ought be confided in that Elizabeth Tudor is no longer herself. That is, the self that was originally brought to Cair Paradisa. She is a young blossom again, one that blooms despite the storm it has suffered. This makes her no less strong as a Tudor rose ought to be, but if I find that any darken her days during this time with news of her future, the penalty will be grievous.

No matter the heinous misgivings she spews because of that usurper Mary, she is a princess, and will be treated with no less respect than is befitting one. So when she requests for someone to help her dress, she had best not be left wanting.

[/Counselors and Friends of Elizabeth I]

[Spike Spiegel]

[ Later, since she didn't get the chance to finish her first attempt at filtering to him; ]

You have seen?

[ If you don't know what she's talking about, you're bad at your job! Ten percent decrease in pay. ]

[/Spike Spiegel]

It is a shame that there has been no priest for the church since my arrival. Will today's vigil be without proper guidance as well? Come now, as many as there are here, I cannot imagine there to be no priest among you.