Queen of hearts

Okay, so their last meeting hadn't gone quite to plan. Maybe the duchess wasnt much for parties after all. Despite what she had heard before. But okay, fine, who was she to hold grudges for a failed party. If she did then boy, where where a lot of people she had to hate. All while hate was the one thing Mira could never do. Hate was reserved for those rare few people who had torn her apart from the inside out. And even those she could not fully resent the way some others would certainly do. So nah man. She would never hate Allison for anything. Rather, she was here to apologize to the duchess. The lady had given her the hospitality of coming into her castle and Mira being the idiot she is had thrown it litterly overboard to hold some amusement. While she had to agree to herself that it had been a smashing good party. She definetly knew that it had been her who was in the wrong.

And to tell a long tale short. That was why she was here. The doors opened for her and as she stepped in bowing quick she started talking. "My lady I am terribly sorry I understand you must not want me here but I am sure tha.. Only as she finished the first line scripted in her head did she look up. Not seeing a young woman on her throne but a man standing in front of what had to be the fanciest chair she had ever seen. Swallowing she looked around a bit. Was this Kaz? The duchess husband or.. someone completely else. And if so. What was he doing in a chair as great as this one, which had to be destined for only someone as high standing as a grand duchess.

Hnnngh, she had barely thought of how to excuse herself to Allison. How was she supposed to do it to a complete stranger. Not thatt she knew the duchess so well. But hey that was a woman. And everyone knew that woman to waman was easier done than to a strange man. Who above all. Even when smiling didn't seem reassuring at all. Rather, it seemed like he did not want to be here. Speaking to her in the first place. Which was quite uncommon for someone taking seat in such a fancy chair and such a fancy room. The castle was ment for people to come to their leader. Their rock in the tide, as they called it. Now was Mira not from around here at all. But she knew that poeple hechte waarde onto that sort of things.

Scratching behind her head she got a hand through her brown curls and smiled a bit shy. For a show girl you wouldn't expect someone to be shy. But without her wig and makeup she was not the same person. In the ring she would dance around playing her part and enjoying her nights. But standing here she was completely out of place. "I ehm, I came to apologize for my behavior earlier.. I'm sure you've heard about it.. sir.. I'm Mirabella Ramiréz. The one who..." ..Invited half the country to the castle but only like two showed up.. She blushed a bit looking down. Had the party been grander she was sure that she wouldn't have to stand here. But it had been such a failure that she felt utterly humiliated. This was not the work of the great mira. She had failed and that was her sin. She was her own partycrasher.

She laughed soft at him. Still more than a little insecure about this whole ordeal. it seemed that he thought she felt bad for the party as a whole. But little did he understand that she actually felt bad about how the suprise party had failed. It had nothing to do with holding a party.

But perhaps it was better to not say that out loud. She did not want to ruin the nice meeting after all. So a smirk crossed her lips and nodded soft. "I still wish to apologize. She allowed me into her home and I made a horrible joke out of it all." A small blush crossed her lips as she stared down. "I hope.. everything is okay with her.." She whispered more to herself than to him biting her lip.