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England Xreader
In your shadow Part 1

“(Name)! Could you help me with my hair!?”

“Yes of course!”

“(Name)! Could you help me with my dress?”

“Yes sister! I’m coming!”

“(Name)! I need a glass of water!”

“Right away sis!”

Yeah, being the little sister of the woman who was about to marry the prince of England wasn’t glamorous at all. You loved your sister, but she always had you running around doing stuff for her while she got ready to go out in public with the prince. Their wedding day was coming soon and you really didn’t want to go. Not that you didn’t support her or anything, it was just more along the lines of, you didn’t want to be called the ‘girl who’s sister married the price.’

“(Name), the queen wants you at dinner tonight.” Your sister smiled “You can barrow one of my dresses.”

“Why does she want me there?” You asked

“She said family and close friends of the family only, and you are family! So come on and pick out a dress.” She said dragging you to her room.

Your eyes widened at the sight of her closet, you knew she had many outfits and dresses but nothing like this! So many shimmering garments and shoes filled the large walk in closet. “Wow. I’m not sure what to choose.”

“Well we have until five so have one picked out by then.” She said and walked back over to her vanity

You stepped into the closet, so many dresses! It was a bit overwhelming.

One by one you looked through the layers of shimmering dresses. Short, long, mid length, strapless ect. All here, any style, and color. And finally you picked one.

“(Name), you’ve been in the closet for an hour did you pick out a dress yet?” You sister asked peeking in.

“Umm yes I chose this one.” You said holding up the most plain looking dress in the bunch.

“That boring thing?” She questioned “I guess it’s not a surprise, I’m sure it will look great on you.” She smiled and helped you change into the knee hick (Color) dress. “With some of my jewels we can really make the dress pop.” She said draping a silver/gold necklace around your neck with matching earrings and a bracelet.

She curled and styled your short/long hair, and soon you were both finished and ready to go. She, of course was in a glamorous ball gown and jewels bigger than your eyes. You smiled, at least she was happy.

…………………………………………………………………………………………….

The Guards at the gate stood their firm ground, though you curtsied to them and smiled. The one cracked a smile in return, though you knew he wasn’t supposed to. The young men in the guard were so serious all the time, you figured a nice smile or gesture you make their day.

You looked up in awe at the Buckingham Palace, you’ve never been inside before, and now you get to go in, and have dinner with your sister’s Fiancé, Prince William, and…the Queen herself. And at this moment you began to feel extremely nervous.

“Sis.” You whispered “I-I’m scared.”

“It’s alright I’ll be right by your side the whole time.” She whispered back.

“My darling!” A man’s voice rang from one of the many halls.

“William!” Your sister said excited to see her fiancée.

He kissed her gently on the forehead. “I’m glad you were able to come (Name).” He said to you.

“Glad to be here.” You said with a low curtsy

“If you don’t mind, I have a few things to discuss with your sister about the wedding, do you mind waiting for us in the parlor at the end of the hall?” He asked

“Um, yes of course.” You said, but in all reality you did not want your sister to leave your side.

“It will only be for a moment, I promise.” He smiled

“It’s alright (Name).” Your sister said “We will be back shortly”

You watched the two walk away arm in arm in the opposite direction. You sighed and turned to walk to the parlor at the end of the hall.

You pushed open the large wooden door, you peeked in and saw a blond man sitting in one of the chairs. He smile and stood from his seat. “Well, Ello dear.” He said

“Um, h-hello.” You said with a curtsy

“Well come in.” He said sitting back down. “Did you bring any scones with you?” He asked

You looked at him curiously “Well, no. I didn’t”

“Oh well. Tea will do for now I suppose. I’ll late one lump of sugar to start.” He said

You stood there for a moment, unsure on what to do or say, was he saying he wanted you to pour the tea and serve it? Who is this man anyway? AND WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS!?

“Well, are you going to serve the tea or do I have to call in another servant?” He asked

“Um, yes, sorry sir.” You said hurrying to the table. You had to be as polite as you could, no mess ups or it could result in your sister not being able to marry the prince.

“Here.” You are you handed him a cup and saucer with shaking hands. You poured another cup and sat down.

He eyed you curiously from his seat. “Are you supposed to be sitting down and drinking tea?” He asked

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t be able to.” You answered

“If your superiors find you sitting on the job you might get a thrashing or two for being lazy.” He took another sip

So, he did think you were a servant in the palace. You knew that not many people knew who you were, but this, this was ridiculous! He seriously thought you were a servant!? Today, is going to be a long day.

You stood from you seat and placed the cup and saucer on the table.

“You are quite lovely, what is your name?” He asked

“(Name).” You said with a light blush.

“Pretty, it suits you.”

“I’m so sorry Mr. England!” A real maid said as she rushed into the room “I burnt the first round of scones so I had to make another batch.” She looked over at you. “You must be miss (Name).” She curtsied “It’s a pleasure to meat you, the Prince and your sister will be in shortly.”

“Wait.” He said and stood up. “You’re not a servant!?”

“Well. No.” You said

“Oh, Mr. England.” The maid chuckled “She’s the younger sister of Prince William’s Fiancée.”

“BLOODY HELL WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHIG!?” He shouted

“I-I wasn’t sure on what to do.” You said a bit frightened at his outburst. “I wasn’t sure on who you were and what would happen if I disobeyed or talked back.”

He then bowed in front of you “Forgive me, my lady. For I was ignorant of who you really were.” He sat up and took your hand and pressed it to his lips. “As ignorant as I was, I wasn’t lying when I said you were lovely.”

You blushed madly at his actions. “It’s quite alright Mr…..England? Was it?”

“To you, my lady. You can call me Arthur Kirkland.” He said with a smile

“Well, then it’s nice to officially meet you, Mr. Arthur Kirkland.” You smiled back.

At that moment he had become awestruck by you. Your features, your hair, your smile, eyes, even your slender hands were beautiful to him.

The maid smiled and set the scones out and exited the room with a wide smile plastered on her face. “Such an adorable scene.” She said to herself

The rest of the time you talked with him. Though you were still pretty embarrassed from earlier. “So your sister is the one to marry the Prince? But yet here you are, a lovely lady walking in her shadow.” He said

“I don’t mind. As long as she’s happy, as am I.” You said with a slight smile

“So a fairy tale ending is something you don’t find fitting?” He asked, odd question.

“No, it’s not like that at all. All little girls dream about becoming princesses.” You smiled “My sister is just the lucky one who gets to live the fairy tale reality. As a young adult, my dream are bit more simplified, plus she’s better suited to be a princess than I am.”

“I wouldn’t say that. You look like a princess to me.” He said with a smile and a light blush. Oh, but before you didn't look like on!? “You don’t have to marry into a royal family, to be seen as a princess.”

Description
England Xreader
In your shadow Part 1

“(Name)! Could you help me with my hair!?”

“Yes of course!”

“(Name)! Could you help me with my dress?”

“Yes sister! I’m coming!”

“(Name)! I need a glass of water!”

“Right away sis!”

Yeah, being the little sister of the woman who was about to marry the prince of England wasn’t glamorous at all. You loved your sister, but she always had you running around doing stuff for her while she got ready to go out in public with the prince. Their wedding day was coming soon and you really didn’t want to go. Not that you didn’t support her or anything, it was just more along the lines of, you didn’t want to be called the ‘girl who’s sister married the price.’

“(Name), the queen wants you at dinner tonight.” Your sister smiled “You can barrow one of my dresses.”

“Why does she want me there?” You asked

“She said family and close friends of the family only, and you are family! So come on and pick out a dress.” She said dragging you to her room.

Your eyes widened at the sight of her closet, you knew she had many outfits and dresses but nothing like this! So many shimmering garments and shoes filled the large walk in closet. “Wow. I’m not sure what to choose.”

“Well we have until five so have one picked out by then.” She said and walked back over to her vanity

You stepped into the closet, so many dresses! It was a bit overwhelming.

One by one you looked through the layers of shimmering dresses. Short, long, mid length, strapless ect. All here, any style, and color. And finally you picked one.

“(Name), you’ve been in the closet for an hour did you pick out a dress yet?” You sister asked peeking in.

“Umm yes I chose this one.” You said holding up the most plain looking dress in the bunch.

“That boring thing?” She questioned “I guess it’s not a surprise, I’m sure it will look great on you.” She smiled and helped you change into the knee hick (Color) dress. “With some of my jewels we can really make the dress pop.” She said draping a silver/gold necklace around your neck with matching earrings and a bracelet.

She curled and styled your short/long hair, and soon you were both finished and ready to go. She, of course was in a glamorous ball gown and jewels bigger than your eyes. You smiled, at least she was happy.

…………………………………………………………………………………………….

The Guards at the gate stood their firm ground, though you curtsied to them and smiled. The one cracked a smile in return, though you knew he wasn’t supposed to. The young men in the guard were so serious all the time, you figured a nice smile or gesture you make their day.

You looked up in awe at the Buckingham Palace, you’ve never been inside before, and now you get to go in, and have dinner with your sister’s Fiancé, Prince William, and…the Queen herself. And at this moment you began to feel extremely nervous.

“Sis.” You whispered “I-I’m scared.”

“It’s alright I’ll be right by your side the whole time.” She whispered back.

“My darling!” A man’s voice rang from one of the many halls.

“William!” Your sister said excited to see her fiancée.

He kissed her gently on the forehead. “I’m glad you were able to come (Name).” He said to you.

“Glad to be here.” You said with a low curtsy

“If you don’t mind, I have a few things to discuss with your sister about the wedding, do you mind waiting for us in the parlor at the end of the hall?” He asked

“Um, yes of course.” You said, but in all reality you did not want your sister to leave your side.

“It will only be for a moment, I promise.” He smiled

“It’s alright (Name).” Your sister said “We will be back shortly”

You watched the two walk away arm in arm in the opposite direction. You sighed and turned to walk to the parlor at the end of the hall.

You pushed open the large wooden door, you peeked in and saw a blond man sitting in one of the chairs. He smile and stood from his seat. “Well, Ello dear.” He said

“Um, h-hello.” You said with a curtsy

“Well come in.” He said sitting back down. “Did you bring any scones with you?” He asked

You looked at him curiously “Well, no. I didn’t”

“Oh well. Tea will do for now I suppose. I’ll late one lump of sugar to start.” He said

You stood there for a moment, unsure on what to do or say, was he saying he wanted you to pour the tea and serve it? Who is this man anyway? AND WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS!?

“Well, are you going to serve the tea or do I have to call in another servant?” He asked

“Um, yes, sorry sir.” You said hurrying to the table. You had to be as polite as you could, no mess ups or it could result in your sister not being able to marry the prince.

“Here.” You are you handed him a cup and saucer with shaking hands. You poured another cup and sat down.

He eyed you curiously from his seat. “Are you supposed to be sitting down and drinking tea?” He asked

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t be able to.” You answered

“If your superiors find you sitting on the job you might get a thrashing or two for being lazy.” He took another sip

So, he did think you were a servant in the palace. You knew that not many people knew who you were, but this, this was ridiculous! He seriously thought you were a servant!? Today, is going to be a long day.

You stood from you seat and placed the cup and saucer on the table.

“You are quite lovely, what is your name?” He asked

“(Name).” You said with a light blush.

“Pretty, it suits you.”

“I’m so sorry Mr. England!” A real maid said as she rushed into the room “I burnt the first round of scones so I had to make another batch.” She looked over at you. “You must be miss (Name).” She curtsied “It’s a pleasure to meat you, the Prince and your sister will be in shortly.”

“Wait.” He said and stood up. “You’re not a servant!?”

“Well. No.” You said

“Oh, Mr. England.” The maid chuckled “She’s the younger sister of Prince William’s Fiancée.”

“BLOODY HELL WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHIG!?” He shouted

“I-I wasn’t sure on what to do.” You said a bit frightened at his outburst. “I wasn’t sure on who you were and what would happen if I disobeyed or talked back.”

He then bowed in front of you “Forgive me, my lady. For I was ignorant of who you really were.” He sat up and took your hand and pressed it to his lips. “As ignorant as I was, I wasn’t lying when I said you were lovely.”

You blushed madly at his actions. “It’s quite alright Mr…..England? Was it?”

“To you, my lady. You can call me Arthur Kirkland.” He said with a smile

“Well, then it’s nice to officially meet you, Mr. Arthur Kirkland.” You smiled back.

At that moment he had become awestruck by you. Your features, your hair, your smile, eyes, even your slender hands were beautiful to him.

The maid smiled and set the scones out and exited the room with a wide smile plastered on her face. “Such an adorable scene.” She said to herself

The rest of the time you talked with him. Though you were still pretty embarrassed from earlier. “So your sister is the one to marry the Prince? But yet here you are, a lovely lady walking in her shadow.” He said

“I don’t mind. As long as she’s happy, as am I.” You said with a slight smile

“So a fairy tale ending is something you don’t find fitting?” He asked, odd question.

“No, it’s not like that at all. All little girls dream about becoming princesses.” You smiled “My sister is just the lucky one who gets to live the fairy tale reality. As a young adult, my dream are bit more simplified, plus she’s better suited to be a princess than I am.”

“I wouldn’t say that. You look like a princess to me.” He said with a smile and a light blush. Oh, but before you didn't look like on!? “You don’t have to marry into a royal family, to be seen as a princess.”