You're Not In England Anymore, Toto Jan 1, 2019 22:54:12 GMT -5
Post by Guinevère on Jan 1, 2019 22:54:12 GMT -5
Guinevère was very excitable! In general, she would smile brightly and be excited to do just about anything asked of her! So it was no wonder that she was not even trying to hold back a smile as she walked past the personal guards of Prince Arthur, and walked into his hotel "room". She used the room loosely, as it was practically a house (thus the term penthouse she guessed). She knew better then to call out to tell him she was here. His guards would notify him and he would join has "as soon as he could". Depending on the royal, and their mood that could been right away for that she'd wait a bit first. She was banking on the fact that she were in Africa, and he had nothing else to do, in order for her wait time to be small.
Sitting the bags she carried down, she began laying out some 'working clothes' for him to choose from. The reminder of what she was about to do, and how they'd gotten here made her smile a little brighter. Months ago, for a reason unknown to her, the Prince decided that he would take it upon himself to go to Africa and work in their charities (their being the royal their, not her and him their), and be a public face to help them gain attention and needed funds. They had a small organization that worked to bring clean water, sustainable farming, houses, and schools to under developed areas. THIS had been her baby for YEARS now! When Guinevère took the reins of helping the program she had made sure that they helped keep the village cultures and values; while still bringing education. She had spent countless hours in unpaid overtime working on this out of love. It felt good to help people! To make changes in lives in ways that mattered!
SO, when the prince made his decision, she of course was voluntold (the royal way of politely asking) to go with him and help out. She would have came anyway, so the how she was asked didn't matter. She was thrilled to be here for some hands on helping! Gwen pulled out the boots she had bought for the Prince as well, setting them to the side for him to wear. She had jeans, cargo pants, and a wide range of t-shirts with the program's logo in it, in every color! She decided to ask him to wear the blue one first, as he would talk to the press on the way to the jeeps that would take them out to the villages--and damn did blue look good on him! Though she had a red one there too if he rather wear his family's colors. Honestly--there was little he could do to upset her today!
Oh . . . . hindsight is a funny thing!
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