Proper Gentleman
The Grand Duke of Luxembourg
His Imperial Grace
Theodore Olivier Carriveau
"Courtesy is as much a mark of a gentleman as courage."
Indie - Private - Extremely Selective - Main verse dependent
(I am also hisimperialgrace.)

@fairqueenofcorona

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{ ⚜ }—Traveling all over the place had made the Grand Duke two things at the same time: anxious and tired.

Anxious, because he was trapped in a small, enclosed area where he wasn’t able to stand and walk about. However, this was something he was used to, but even so, he didn’t much care for it. Tired, because he had recently gotten back from his honeymoon, and now he was off to Corona to see his dearest friend … the Queen.

He hadn’t seen her or spoken to her in such a long time. He missed her. He wanted to see her again. Despite everything, he wanted to know how she and her family was doing.

Theodore glanced out of the window, seeing the towering castle on its island off in the distance. He glanced to the wedding band on his finger, and gave a deep, heavy sigh. Licking his lips, hands reached up to fiddle with his jacket in an effort to soothe himself. It was going to be okay, he thought. It will be fine.

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I’m going to try and be more active on here. Like, I am going to write a full bio and verses page. And maybe a promo. idk.