Similar Thoughts
The summers continued to pass, and pretty soon John was twenty-one years old and Elizabeth was sixteen and little did they know but their parents were getting worried. Just weeks before they were to meet for what would hopefully be the last time, Queen Victoria met King William in one of the large mansions on the edge of their nations. Both hardly said anything, but in the shadows of the night they let their fears come out.
"I am worried." Queen Victoria stated as she took a sip from the cup of tea that was in her hands. "What if Elizabeth doesn't' go for the proposal?"
King William nodded, understanding. "Then you must urge her. Show her how my son is the best match for her."
Queen Victoria nodded, understanding completely.
Little did they know, that at that moment both of their children were having almost the exact same conversations with their closest friend.
"Teyla," Elizabeth began with a sigh. "For as long as I can remember I have been told that John and I would wed and you know it's just not fair. I want to choose for my self.
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"Every June till September Carson," John complained as he and Carson continued their sparring session. "Our parents are always pushing us together and giving annoying hints. It's just not fair."
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"I mean, I think I have permanent bruises from their finger prints." Elizabeth complained as she leaned back on the bay window; tucking up her feet so her best friend Teyla could come and sit beside her. "Teyla I could do better."
"I'm sure you could." Teyla agreed with an understanding nod. "But who else would you chose to marry?"
"Well there are many kingdoms." Elizabeth rationalized, looking out onto the blossoming lawns. "And I am sure that there are princes out there who are not as immature as John is."
A/N- Thank you to saphire and sparkly for reviewing the last chapter, and Vala Black for reviewing chapter 1. I hope that you guys enjoy this little gift from me to you on my birthday (squee) I'm 20!