"Empress....your...." Francis pauses then places his equipment down, "your with child" Violet's jaw almost falls off by Francis' but her hands stop it from falling, covering her mouth she shakes her head.
"Please Francis, don't jest like that" she says shaking, Francis feeling nervous he kneels on a knee in front of her.
"Empress Euphoria Violet Yaterra... I'm not joking. If I'm correct your almost three months pregnant." he removes his glasses sliding them into the chest pocket of his coat, "Sorry if this rude your highness, but when was the last time you had imitate relations his highness?".
"Just over three months ago, not long before his highness left." he covers her face trying to calm the heat of her emotions, removing them she smacks them onto her thighs as she looks at Francis, "Viscount Francis Heilous! You must keep this between us. Not even Frita can know!" she proclaims pointing at him.
"But the Emperor should know-" Violet puts up her hand and shakes her head,
"I know he should be made aware of my current state, but currently with the other woman being here announcing it would be terrible" she leans back into the chair, "Besides, I don't want to risk what happened with my last attempt at carrying a child..."
Francis looks at Violet then lowers his head and places his hand over his heart, "If the Empress wishes it then I will follow it till her highness says otherwise." Violet pats his shoulder,
"Thank you very much Francis" He raises his head to look at her, "Though for now..." she taps her chin thinking, "I'll need you to report some things to the Emperor for me." Francis nods slightly already feeling the dread of knowing he'll become the messenger bird for the Royal couple.
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"So what your saying is due to the stress of the past couple years Violet will need to go through life style changes for at least a year..." Viktor scratches his cheek as his trying to wrap his head around this.
"Indeed, The Empress should not work long hours and her diet must change" Francis hands Viktor a page of paper, "She'll need to avoid alcohol and anything which could cause an upset stomach. As for her diet the only meats she should eat is poultry and maybe fish, though lots of diary, vegetables and fruits."
'Good luck getting her to stick to that diet...' Viktor looks off to the side thoughtfully, 'Though why does that diet sound familiar. Where have I heard something similar to that.' Viktor's gaze wonders to the portrait of his grandparents.
"I've also informed the palace's kitchen and all of the servants who interact with the Empress in order to make sure her highness will keep with the new diet plan" Francis closes his book and slides it into his inner pocket of his coat.
"Always the good thinker, it seems you've truly matured from that nervous little boy Francis" Viktor chuckles a bit as he stands up, "I'm sure your family is very proud."
"Indeed they are your highness" With that Francis was allowed to leave. As he walks away from the Emperor's office he exhales, 'I suppose it's time I meet that woman... I don't know why the Empress allowed it' he scratches his head.
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Walking from the Palace into the garden Violet adjusts her sunhat to shield her from the early spring's heat, while Frita by her side opens the parasol to shield her further. As they walk through the garden they notice a rather nicely dressed young lady, though their fair enough away to not be noticed but at the downside the two ladies are only able to tell that she's wearing a lovely deep red dress and has snow white hair almost.
'Isn't she near the dahlia's?' Violet thinks then looks ahead, 'It doesn't concern me so why put too much thought into it' Violet shrugs internally as she then begins to chat with Frita as they walk.
Once they arrive to the stone pavilion, the two people they were meant to meet stand and bow. Walking up Violet takes her seat,
"At ease," Violet commands then gets comfortable in her seat "though it's nice to see you two trouble makers" The two men take their seats. Juilius takes a biscuit and begins to eat it silently, while Windsor chuckles softly.
"Well your highness it's always a struggle to not be a bit trouble, the more of us brothers around more the trouble" He jokes as he takes a sip of his tea.
"That is true, though I suppose we better get to the point of this little meeting?" Violet hums as she places down a stack of letters, "all of the kingdoms in the 3 Empires have given their blessings to use their lands and will participate in the hunting" the two men grab a few and skim through the contents.
"I assume it'll be the higher end nobles from each kingdom? Or are the Emperors deciding the lowest rank that can participate? Or the Kings?" Windsor inquires as he places down the letters he was examining.
"I am unaware of that, it's up to Viktor on our end and the other two Emperors might end up only bring those of close relations to the royal bloodlines" Violet watches as Frita pours her a cup of tea, "Though I have no doubt that the Demonic Empire will be where the men will go, Angelic Empire for those who aren't an adult yet and the Humanic Empire for what little royal women decide to hunt no doubt."
"Well it is a week long event, not many noble ladies are a fan of 'living it rough' like you and the other Empresses" Windsor rubs the back of his neck. Pouting a little bit Violet begins to nurse her tea.
"In the end does it matter? You and the other Empresses won't have to deal with the rumormonger chatter boxes" Juilius takes another biscuit,
"Juilius! You can't say that about noble ladies" Windsor smacks his brother as he scolds him, on the other hand Violet laughs quite loudly at their quarrels while Frita covers her mouth trying to contain her laughter.
"I can and I will, the truth matters and if no one likes it they can go back to where they came from" Juilius puffs while grabbing another biscuit and eating it whole.
"And you wonder why your unable to find a companion. Even I your brother can barely stand your words, sometimes I wish you'd stay mute."
"If Juilius stayed mute I think it would've made the late Emperor and Empress very sad, Windsor" Violet teases, as the banter continues.
Though the three banter between the discussions for Week long Hunt little did they know they had more than one pair of eyes lurking around... such daring red.