Tsarina Ilyina and General Albert's Wedding (IC) [OPEN]

[Corrington]

Seeing the dining hall through the opened doors would already offer some allure to the Princess as the group approached. She had never seen the Royal Romanov dining hall before, but immediately found beauty and reverence in the Slavic artwork and patterns which adorned the walls. It had more than mere wealth or luxury, it had majesty. Royal as she was, she was still entranced by it.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “Oh wow Ilyina, this dining hall does look quite... brilliant!”

She did her best to maintain a balance of appreciation and a calm royal demeanor.

[Svenska-Britannia]

The Imperials were also impressed at the Majesty of the dining room, considering that the Imperial Palaces back in Stockholm or London were just about similar to that of a Modern Utilitarian style dining room.

"I do say it does look fancy and brilliant.." Charles remarked at the designs of the room.

"I would've thought that you were used to a sight like this?" Armfeldt replied to Charles' remarks.

"But nothing along the lines of this!" Grace followed up, motioning to the Regal Design of the place.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Seeing the dining hall through the opened doors would already offer some allure to the Princess as the group approached. She had never seen the Royal Romanov dining hall before, but immediately found beauty and reverence in the Slavic artwork and patterns which adorned the walls. It had more than mere wealth or luxury, it had majesty. Royal as she was, she was still entranced by it.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “Oh wow Ilyina, this dining hall does look quite... brilliant!”

She did her best to maintain a balance of appreciation and a calm royal demeanor.

The Imperials were also impressed at the Majesty of the dining room, considering that the Imperial Palaces back in Stockholm or London were just about similar to that of a Modern Utilitarian style dining room.

"I do say it does look fancy and brilliant.." Charles remarked at the designs of the room.

"I would've thought that you were used to a sight like this?" Armfeldt replied to Charles' remarks.

"But nothing along the lines of this!" Grace followed up, motioning to the Regal Design of the place.

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The previous Tsar of the Tsardom of Alaska and the Czar's Guard, Gregori Petrenko were making their... Rather slow advance to the Dining Hall, with mr Petrenko escorting Alexander Romanov as he was asked to do. The glorious Королевский романовский зал столовой, every wall, every pillar, and even every single spot of the ceiling coated in the most amazing, beautiful and intrinsic patterns and illustrations of Slavic origin...
If there was anything lacking about the room was the fact that there would only be one, single entrance to it... Though awkward at times, this proved to elevate the grandeur even more, a single opening revealing the room in earnest.

In whatever case, that'd mean that the old Romanov and the Czar's Guard would have to take the only way in, and that is the way the Entourage would sure take in addition.
As they turn the corner to the hallway adjacent to the Grand Dining Room, no sight of the Alyaskiri, Svenska-Britannic and Corrish group could be seen... However, what could be heard was their chatter from within the room...

Alexander Romanov, and the Czar's Guard, Gregori Petrenko would look at eachother for seconds which seems to last for minutes, before finally the old Romanov speaks up, commenting:

Sir Alexander Romanov
"... Well, into the hornet's nest, correct? It will be truly interesting to see the Svenska-Britannic royals that Albert had talked about on occasion... Oh, and that Corrish Princess as well. You think we should go and make our appearance?"
Czar's Guard Gregori Petrenko
"As always... After you, sir Romanov."

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Meanwhile, with the Entourage...

The Romanov Grand Dining Hall never really ceases to amaze, even to the women who had spent what is basically her entire life within the walls.
Herself? She had never visited the original Kremlin back in Moscow, nor does she think she will ever get the luxury to, and as such has no reference to the original room... Even as the old history withers away to a new age of internationalism, old wounds still exist... The Russian Federation would perhaps prefer for her, and her Romanov family to stay on their side of the Bering Sea, lest even their simple step back onto the Russian Mainland cause political instability, as even that simple step could open up those aforementioned old wounds... A shame really, Tsarstvo Alyaski had given up their otherwise foolish claim of Russia for over Twenty Eight years now, and Ilyina certainly wasn't interested in 'Reforming the Russian Empire' or any of that nonsense.
However, it would be nice if Alyaski and the Russian Federation could put their past beside them, and accept eachother as brothers and sisters once more... That would be some time away, unfortunately...

But, nevermind her thoughts of never being able to see the old Kremlin in person. This was a time of celebration, a prelude to the next day's events.
She would be reminded of the grandeur of that Dining Hall by the comments of the Svenska-Britannics, and Princess Pricilla on it...

In addition, one would notice that the staff of the Novyy Tsaritsyn Kremlin have busied themselves over setting up the long table, complete with golden decorations and a luxurious, stain - resistant cloth running along it's entirety. And in addition, cutlery, plates, glasses and mugs would have been set up, and even appetizers, food to bide the visitors and natives in their wait for the main course of breakfast would be present there already, glasses with yoghurt within, bowls of an assortment of food such as grapes, strawberries and apple slices directly in front of every plate, waiting to be consumed...

Ilyina would comment on this, exclaiming:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"Would you look at that? The ever so organised staff have already set us up for breakfast, god bless their souls...
Come, looking at the simply delectable bowls of fruits are already causing hunger within me! You may all take whatever space along the table you would feel comfortable with..."

[Svenska-Britannia]

The Imperial Family respectively took their seats. Still dazed at the majestic palace interior.

Charles then looked at Albert before speaking out.

"And to think that you finally are going to get Married...heh..reminds me of the time i got married with my Beloved Grace here.." He motioned to his wife.

"Oi!" She lightly bonked him.

"No need to remind him..he did watch the broadcast you know.." Grace reminded his Husband.

Albert lightly laughed before replying.

"Of course i watched the broadcast Your Majesties..certainly felt like it was just yesterday.." He remarked at the rather nostalgic moment.

[Corrington]

The Princess hadn’t actually expected to be so hungry, but the sight of the table must’ve brought it on somehow. The yoghurt, the strawberries, the apples and other assorted foods for breakfast. For the sake of politeness, she waited for the others to begin breakfast first. She overheard the banter between the Svenska-Britannic royals.

Grace Von Roland: "No need to remind him..he did watch the broadcast you know.."

Albert lightly laughed before replying.

Albert Von Windsordotte: "Of course i watched the broadcast Your Majesties..certainly felt like it was just yesterday.." He remarked at the rather nostalgic moment.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “I’ve seen the broadcast footage. It looked like a tremendously beautiful day, Your Majesties. I’m sure this will be a day equally beautiful.”

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

The Princess hadn’t actually expected to be so hungry, but the sight of the table must’ve brought it on somehow. The yoghurt, the strawberries, the apples and other assorted foods for breakfast. For the sake of politeness, she waited for the others to begin breakfast first. She overheard the banter between the Svenska-Britannic royals.

Grace Von Roland: "No need to remind him..he did watch the broadcast you know.."

Albert lightly laughed before replying.

Albert Von Windsordotte: "Of course i watched the broadcast Your Majesties..certainly felt like it was just yesterday.." He remarked at the rather nostalgic moment.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “I’ve seen the broadcast footage. It looked like a tremendously beautiful day, Your Majesties. I’m sure this will be a day equally beautiful.”

Her Majesty of the Tsardom of Alaska, Ilyina Romanova would have, in her gentlemanly and honourable way wait for everyone to take their seats alongside the table, against the plates and mugs filled with yoghurt, and an assortment of fruits of many different kinds, as appetizers before the main Breakfast.
In actuality, though Ilyina would never have mentioned it, she would be frothing at the mouth if no-one else was around to see it. For she has yet to have eaten during the day, and the sweet treats on the table practically called out to her.

Her wait would not have to be too long... Once everyone had happily taken their seats around the table, ms Romanova would finally join them.
With a smile, she would of course daintily take her seat next to her soon - to - be wed fiancé, Albert von Windserdotte. The man would give a glancing look to his darling, but would also be in talks with the Svenska-Britannic monarchs, and Princess Pricilla:

Albert von Windserdotte
"Of course I watched the broadcast Your Majesties.. Certainly felt like it was just yesterday.."

The Corrish Princess would surprise her Alaskan majesty, though Ilyina would make no reaction to signify it. She wasn't expecting for the girl to have actually watched the broadcast, as she stated:

Princess Pricilla Phillips
“I’ve seen the broadcast footage. It looked like a tremendously beautiful day, Your Majesties. I’m sure this will be a day equally beautiful.”

With a low smile and a quick nod, Ilyina Romanova would not make a comment on the situation... After all, it would perhaps a little embarrassing for her to admit she had never seen the wedding of Grace and Charles von Roland.
And what someone doesn't know, will not hurt them.

She would have just plucked a strawberry out of the bowl in front of her, and put it in her mouth when...

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Meanwhile, with Alexander Romanov and the Czar's Guard, Gregori Petrenko...

The two men, the previous Tsar of the Tsardom of Alaska and the younger Czar's Guard would stand just outside the grand double doors to the Dining Hall, unbeknownst to the Entourage inside... Romanov's old and wrinkled features would be hidden by a long sleeved, Anchor grey coloured classic fit suit.
With two understanding nods to eachother, Alexander Romanov and Gregori Petrenko would make their presence known, turning around the corner and into the doorway directly in view of the Entourage within, already seated around the table, some beginning to munch on their appetizers.

Advancing quickly, and then stopping around five metres away from the table, the occupants all staring and waiting for them, Alexander Romanov would stand with a pleasant smile, whilst the Czar's Guard, Gregori Petrenko would give a slow nod, followed by an equally slow, respectful bow.
After the Czar's Guard had raised himself once more, sir Romanov would introduce himself, and welcome the visitors:

His Honour Alexander Romanov
(To the Monarchs) "Greetings, your imperial majesties,
(To Albert von Windserdotte) and to you, sir Albert,
(To Princess Pricilla) your grace Princess Pricilla
(To the other members of the Entourage) and your honours.

It is so very good to see all of you here... I am Alexander Romanov, 1st Tsar of the Tsardom of Alaska, last Romanov ruler of the Russian Empire. (*Short laugh*) Not like it was anything more than Alaska back then too.
I suppose I, and his honour Gregori Petrenko can take our respective seats, no?"

[Svenska-Britannia]

As the rest of the entourage was already engaging themselves on the table with food and talk, the former Tsar of Alyaski introduced himself to the Group with such slow yet elegant grace.

"A great pleasure to meet you Sir Alexander Romanov. An honor to finally meet the first Tsar of Alaska in person himself..Of course you can take your respective seats, we are but mere guests in the Kremlin now..no?" The Prince of the United Imperium greeted with a half-bow to the First Tsar.

"An Honor it is..Sir Romanov.." Grace followed suit.

"A great pleasure to see the First Tsar of the Alaskan Tsardom, im sure we have much to talk about considering our Titles as Monarchs." Charles spoke to Alexander.

[Corrington]

Continuing to listen in on her fellow guests the Von Rolands and her host Ms. Romanov, Priscilla would begin to finally have breakfast once she noticed the others begin as well. But she stopped when she noticed the presence of the former Tsar of Alyaski. She looked up to attention at the elderly man to convey her respect and obey precedent.

His Honour Alexander Romanov: “your grace Princess Pricilla”

Upon being addressed, Priscilla would courteously bow her head.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “It is an honour, Sir Romanov.”

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

As the rest of the entourage was already engaging themselves on the table with food and talk, the former Tsar of Alyaski introduced himself to the Group with such slow yet elegant grace.

"A great pleasure to meet you Sir Alexander Romanov. An honor to finally meet the first Tsar of Alaska in person himself..Of course you can take your respective seats, we are but mere guests in the Kremlin now..no?" The Prince of the United Imperium greeted with a half-bow to the First Tsar.

"An Honor it is..Sir Romanov.." Grace followed suit.

"A great pleasure to see the First Tsar of the Alaskan Tsardom, im sure we have much to talk about considering our Titles as Monarchs." Charles spoke to Alexander.

Continuing to listen in on her fellow guests the Von Rolands and her host Ms. Romanova, Priscilla would begin to finally have breakfast once she noticed the others begin as well. But she stopped when she noticed the presence of the former Tsar of Alyaski. She looked up to attention at the elderly man to convey her respect and obey precedent.

His Honour Alexander Romanov: “your grace Princess Pricilla”

Upon being addressed, Priscilla would courteously bow her head.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “It is an honour, Sir Romanov.”

The former Tsar of Alaska, sir Alexander Romanov would have given a vague smile and in addition began giving slight nods to the comments that both the Von Roland Imperial Monarchs, and her grace Pricilla of Hintershire had given back to him...
...And after they had all made their address, that being:

Princess Pricilla Philipps
“It is an honour, Sir Romanov.”
Armfeldt von Roland
"A great pleasure to meet you Sir Alexander Romanov. An honor to finally meet the first Tsar of Alaska in person himself..Of course you can take your respective seats, we are but mere guests in the Kremlin now..no?"
Grace von Roland
"An Honor it is..Sir Romanov.."
Charles von Roland
"A great pleasure to see the First Tsar of the Alaskan Tsardom, im sure we have much to talk about considering our Titles as Monarchs."

, the old Romanov would give the lightest of laughs, a polite one mind you and then would have exclaimed, to the Imperial Monarchs and their son:

Alexander Romanov
(*Short, light laugh*) "Ah, you're that Charles von Roland type, right? My greatest pleasure of finally meeting you in person... Though, I am no longer a Monarch, I should probably exclaim. That honour goes to Ilyina Romanova now (Giving a mock bow to Ilyina in good spirits)
If you wish to discuss, please do so... This breakfast would end up awfully dull if we decided to sit in silence, no?
And to the two of you (to Grace and Armfeldt von Roland), I appreciate the warm welcomes you both gave me..."

Ilyina Romanova would have almost begun choking on the fruit she had been munching away on within her mouth upon seeing her father, Alexander Romanov emerge into the room and make his address... It was quite a surprise to see him come into the room almost as quickly and suddenly as they did only minutes earlier!

Though attempting to put on a calm and collected façade, one may still have been able to notice how quickly Ilyina had gotten up from her seat... With a brisk walk and a loving smile towards Alexander, she would have wrapped her arms around his frail body in an embrace only after a few seconds of getting up from the seat, her own welcome towards her father.
Still wrapped around him in a hug, Ilyina would have said in a rather quiet voice:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"Father!... I am glad you made it to this room safely, we are just beginning to eat.
(A short glance over to Gregori Petrenko) And thanks to you as well, Guardsman for letting his honour know of the serving of breakfast... I assume you led him here as well?"
Czar's Guard Gregori Petrenko
"I would be forsaking my duties if I did not do as you requested, your highness..."
Ilyina Romanova
"Duties or not, I appreciate it all the same..."

Ilyina would soon detach herself from her grasp around her old father, and then daintily put both of her hands atop Alexander Romanov's palms for a second, before letting go once more... With a smile and a motion towards the table, she would say:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"You do not need my permission for you to take a seat, father... I can assure you of it...
Please, shall I lead you to a suitable chair?"
Alexander Romanov
(Already moving towards a seat) "No no, I've got this covered... (*In a joking voice*) Your majesty..."

And with that, the three of them would soon therefore after come to their seats and sit down next to the guests...

[Svenska-Britannia]

The Imperials lightly Chuckled at the Male Romanov for his remarks for the Tsarina. But eventually though they recomposed themselves and dined to their content.

Armfeldt then asked a question to Albert.

"Grand General, how fairs your life here in Alyaski ever since you've left Svenska-Britannia?" He questioned.

Albert put it into thought and considered his time here in the Tsardom.

"Well, i've gotten used to the place considering my Darling Ilyina showed me how things work here.." Lightly delivering a kiss on her cheeks.

"And the people here are quite hospitable, about the same as our Imperial Citizens back in the Homeland.." Finishing his reply.

Armfeldt understood with an audible hum.

"Hmm, well i guess that answers my question.." He stated before returning to his food.

[Corrington]

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “I for one concur with Albert. The palace personnel are quite hospitable, the palace itself is beautiful and the food is delicious. I’d almost envy his position living in this beautiful place if it weren’t for the fact that my heart and highest admiration lies in the land of which I am Princess.”

The Princess calmly dined to her content, despite possessing a much more ravenous hunger than she displayed.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “But truly, Your Graces, Your Honours, I cannot thank you enough for the hospitality you have shown me so far this morning. This visit is shaping up to be quite a pleasant one indeed.”

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

The Imperials lightly Chuckled at the Male Romanov for his remarks for the Tsarina. But eventually though they recomposed themselves and dined to their content.

Armfeldt then asked a question to Albert.

"Grand General, how fairs your life here in Alyaski ever since you've left Svenska-Britannia?" He questioned.

Albert put it into thought and considered his time here in the Tsardom.

"Well, i've gotten used to the place considering my Darling Ilyina showed me how things work here.." Lightly delivering a kiss on her cheeks.

"And the people here are quite hospitable, about the same as our Imperial Citizens back in the Homeland.." Finishing his reply.

Armfeldt understood with an audible hum.

"Hmm, well i guess that answers my question.." He stated before returning to his food.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “I for one concur with Albert. The palace personnel are quite hospitable, the palace itself is beautiful and the food is delicious. I’d almost envy his position living in this beautiful place if it weren’t for the fact that my heart and highest admiration lies in the land of which I am Princess.”

The Princess calmly dined to her content, despite possessing a much more ravenous hunger than she displayed.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “But truly, Your Graces, Your Honours, I cannot thank you enough for the hospitality you have shown me so far this morning. This visit is shaping up to be quite a pleasant one indeed.”

As the visitors, and Ilyina's fiancé, soon to be husband Albert von Windserdotte conversed with eachother on the topic of how the aforementioned Grand General was acclimatizing to Alyaski, the Alyaskiris in question would be rather silent and respectful, instead taking the conversation in question as the perfect time to truly dig into the appetizing food... The yoghurt was simply delectable and the strawberries and other berries complemented the flavor well...

...As the conversation began to involve her majesty Ilyina Romanova, and the other Alyaskiris within the room once more would be conveniently the time when Ilyina would be close enough to finishing the appetizer. As the conversation turns to between the guests and her fiancé to the hosts themselves, the Alaskan Tsarina would be in the process of taking a napkin from beside her and clearing her face of the residue yoghurt around it.

Princess Pricilla of Hintershire
“I for one concur with Albert. The palace personnel are quite hospitable, the palace itself is beautiful and the food is delicious. I’d almost envy his position living in this beautiful place if it weren’t for the fact that my heart and highest admiration lies in the land of which I am Princess. But truly, Your Graces, Your Honours, I cannot thank you enough for the hospitality you have shown me so far this morning. This visit is shaping up to be quite a pleasant one indeed.”

The former Tsar, Alexander Romanov would give a warm smile to Pricilla as she made her address, setting down a half-eaten apple against the table in front of him and ready for a response...
And once Pricilla was finished, he would return a reply:

His Honour Alexander Romanov
"You flatter us with the compliments you give to the Kremlin, the many staff members and overall, Alaska as a whole sir Albert von Windserdotte, your grace Pricilla... We would not be very great hosts if we were to make others leave with a heavy heart, no?"
Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"Ditto to what you had said, Father... Know that just being here today, and for tomorrow in addition is more than we can repay with kind words and gestures...
(*Leaning in towards Albert von Windserdotte, in addition giving the man a recipracatory peck on the cheek*) (*short, hearty chuckle*) Albert, there is little need to give Alaska praise where it is not necessary, huh? Let us be real with eachother, the cold of this Arctic peninsula would give purgatory a run for it's money, no?"

...
...

As the guests and hosts continued to finish off the remainder of the initial appetizers, the sound of boots marching into the room would quickly draw everyone's attention to the noise...
Looking, they would see Czar's Guard, staff and Chefs clad in the most immaculate looking white Dress Uniforms clacking against the paved flooring as they walk towards the entourage, piping hot main breakfast meals balancing against outstretched palms in the most professional of manner.

For on the plates would be a vareity of different foodstuffs... English breakfasts were prepared for the Corrish and Rananke visitors, complete with fried egg, chips, baked beans, bacon and gammon chops. The Svenska-Britannics would receive moreso party like foods, with morsel of chips against posh-looking napkins, sticky ribs, salads including cucumbers, lettuce and tomato slices, and the Alyaskiris, only the finest made small plates of Beef Stroganoff, with new Potatoes as a side.
The guests and hosts would be eating a good amount of food for breakfast, that was for sure...

[Corrington]

Priscilla had certainly been a little superfluous with her praise upon Tsarstvo Alyaski, but it was an excess of kindness she felt was necessary among such friends. Just then, the actual breakfast arrived

English breakfasts were prepared for the Corrish and Rananke visitors, complete with fried egg, chips, baked beans, bacon and gammon chops.

Priscilla’s eyes widened and a little smile curled about her lips.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “Oh my! This is truly splendid!”

After making the grateful exclamation, the Princess heartily enjoyed the breakfast. She tried to dine gracefully, still packing away her food. The bacon, eggs beans and chips were phenomenal. Silently, the Ranankian Princess cleared her plate of the remaining gammon chops, before gathering a second plate of English breakfast for more. Again and again, the various bowls and dishes which were once full of food became empty. Priscilla sheepishly reminded herself to slow down, and quietly listened to the chatting of her fellow guests. The other guests maybe didn’t know it yet, but the Princess was eating for two. She gently tilted her head as she dined, keenly listening to whatever the Romanovs and Von Rolands spoke of.

[Svenska-Britannia]

"My my my~, You certainly have an idea on how to serve Guests now.." Grace complimented the Tsarina.

Armfeldt and Charles nodded in agreement before admiring the sight of the rather fancy breakfast that was being served.

Meanwhile, Albert replied to his wife-to-be.

"The Arctic is cold i'll give you that, but Finland at its Lowest Winter Season gives Russia and it's tundras a run for it's money.." Remarking about the time when he visited Finland for a Military Parade.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Priscilla had certainly been a little superfluous with her praise upon Tsarstvo Alyaski, but it was an excess of kindness she felt was necessary among such friends. Just then, the actual breakfast arrived

English breakfasts were prepared for the Corrish and Rananke visitors, complete with fried egg, chips, baked beans, bacon and gammon chops.

Priscilla’s eyes widened and a little smile curled about her lips.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “Oh my! This is truly splendid!”

After making the grateful exclamation, the Princess heartily enjoyed the breakfast. She tried to dine gracefully, still packing away her food. The bacon, eggs beans and chips were phenomenal. Silently, the Ranankian Princess cleared her plate of the remaining gammon chops, before gathering a second plate of English breakfast for more. Again and again, the various bowls and dishes which were once full of food became empty. Priscilla sheepishly reminded herself to slow down, and quietly listened to the chatting of her fellow guests. The other guests maybe didn’t know it yet, but the Princess was eating for two. She gently tilted her head as she dined, keenly listening to whatever the Romanovs and Von Rolands spoke of.

"My my my~, You certainly have an idea on how to serve Guests now.." Grace complimented the Tsarina.

Armfeldt and Charles nodded in agreement before admiring the sight of the rather fancy breakfast that was being served.

Meanwhile, Albert replied to his wife-to-be.

"The Arctic is cold I'll give you that, but Finland at its Lowest Winter Season gives Russia and it's tundras a run for it's money.." Remarking about the time when he visited Finland for a Military Parade.

The Tsarina of Alaska, Ilyina Romanova and the other Alyaskiri at the table, which in comparison to the Corrish, Rananke and Svenska-Britannic visitors were a little less numerous than their compatriots would have also watched with knowing, yet still respectful and thankful eyes as the Breakfast meals were being served by the many staff whose boots clanked against the tiled floors towards them...
Whilst the others would be given some rather stereotypically normal foodstuffs that are English in origin, the Alyaskiris would have been served something more... Naturally Russian, in the form of Beef Stroganoff, with a side of healthy, yet tasty looking potatoes in addition, a far cry from the perhaps unhealthier palates that the others would be provided. It still looked as delectable as ever...

To be polite, and to also thank the staff, Ilyina Romanova would quickly say to all of them, just as they were turning around to leave:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"Would you please send my highest regards to the chefs, sirs and madams? I can only assume that all of this will be perhaps so delicious indeed!
Oh, and of course, thank you for lugging it here."

With a nod and a respectful bow, the nearest staff members who would have heard ms Romanova would have soon enough begun to leave the room once more as to give the members within their privacy...

Meanwhile, everyone would have already begun eating into the various foodstuffs, some more than others of course... For instance, though whilst attempting to still look regal and respectful, it would not be hard for the tablemembers to see just how ravenously her grace, Pricilla Phillips would have been gorging into her food, indeed perhaps eating twice the amount expected, pulling additional plates toward her to begin once more...
Pricilla certainly doesn't have an eye for subtlety...

The slow-from-age Alexander Romanov would perhaps be the one to notice this first... Upon watching the Corrish-Rananke Princess, he would be forced to give a small smile, and one of the quietest possible sniggers before controlling himself.

As for the Alaskan Royal, however, her attention would once more be drawn to her fiancé when he would have commented on what Ilyina had last said, his words being:

Albert von Windserdotte
"The Arctic is cold I'll give you that, but Finland at its Lowest Winter Season gives Russia and it's tundras a run for it's money.."

As for this mention, Ilyina would give a polite, short laugh and a smile... Taking another mouthful of her own palate first, savoring the taste for around fifteen seconds before digesting the aforementioned food and being in a good position to make a response, she would say:

Ilyina Romanova
"It is not hard to forget how much so the Planet can be immeasurably cold, when the entire native country is located on a frozen peninsula! To be honest, much of Siberia is plenty colder than Alaska."

And with those comments made, everyone at the table would once again begin eating once more...

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Most of the rest of the Breakfast feast went quietly, without much conversation... It seemed that most were already too absorbed with the food that they were consuming to really begin talks. That made the finishing all the more quick, as within ten minutes almost all the plates were polished of the foods, including the previous appetizers.
With the ever moreso becoming standard sounds of clanking boots, the previous staff would once more march into the room, and retrieve all of the empty plates, and clean of any mess left as the whole Entourage stands and moves towards a more secluded side of the room in order to provide them space. It seems certain that everyone was satisfied for now, and perhaps some of the guests were itching to see the true sights and sounds of the palace now...

For one, Alexander Romanov would perhaps recognise this, alongside his daughter as well... But, it would be the older man who would take the lead in saying:

His Honour Alexander Romanov
"The food was simply delectable, would you perhaps not agree? I cannot ascertain on how the fried eggs, chips, bacon, ribs and the such tasted to you (to the various guests) but the rather simple looking Stroganoff is deceptively good tasting, I assure you.

But, enough of the topic of food, correct? What would our honourable guests prefer to happen first? We have got many an hour to burn before we have to retreat to our bed chambers once more...
Oh, and of course, just in case one missed on the replies given by our house when applications were made, you have all been given the most luxurious guest bedrooms to stay in during your time."

[Corrington]

Meanwhile, everyone would have already begun eating into the various foodstuffs, some more than others of course... For instance, though whilst attempting to still look regal and respectful, it would not be hard for the tablemembers to see just how ravenously her grace, Pricilla Phillips would have been gorging into her food, indeed perhaps eating twice the amount expected, pulling additional plates toward her to begin once more...
Pricilla certainly doesn't have an eye for subtlety...

It was true, the Princess had tried her best to mask it, but had lost herself to the temporary spirits of gluttony and hunger. If Priscilla was good at anything, it wasn’t reserving secrets or being subtle about them.

The slow-from-age Alexander Romanov would perhaps be the one to notice this first... Upon watching the Corrish-Rananke Princess, he would be forced to give a small smile, and one of the quietest possible sniggers before controlling himself.

She heard something from her periphery, and looked over to see the smiling Alexander Romanov. The bubbly but consequently air-headed Princess thought that he was just smiling at her, so she smiled back before continuing to feast on her smorgasbord of a breakfast.

Most of the rest of the Breakfast feast went quietly, without much conversation... It seemed that most were already too absorbed with the food that they were consuming to really begin talks. That made the finishing all the more quick, as within ten minutes almost all the plates were polished of the foods, including the previous appetizers.
With the ever moreso becoming standard sounds of clanking boots, the previous staff would once more march into the room, and retrieve all of the empty plates, and clean of any mess left as the whole Entourage stands and moves towards a more secluded side of the room in order to provide them space. It seems certain that everyone was satisfied for now, and perhaps some of the guests were itching to see the true sights and sounds of the palace now...

For one, Alexander Romanov would perhaps recognise this, alongside his daughter as well... But, it would be the older man who would take the lead in saying:

His Honour Alexander Romanov
"The food was simply delectable, would you perhaps not agree? I cannot ascertain on how the fried eggs, chips, bacon, ribs and the such tasted to you (to the various guests) but the rather simple looking Stroganoff is deceptively good tasting, I assure you.

But, enough of the topic of food, correct? What would our honourable guests prefer to happen first? We have got many an hour to burn before we have to retreat to our bed chambers once more...
Oh, and of course, just in case one missed on the replies given by our house when applications were made, you have all been given the most luxurious guest bedrooms to stay in during your time."

The Princess indeed felt sated by the excellent breakfast, and concurred with the elder Romanov. Ready for a little more adventure, Priscilla weighed her options. Perhaps she had gotten too cozy and comfortable in the dining room, as she suddenly felt a resistance towards going back outside into the cold... ’the majestic cold’ she would call it in the presence of the Alyaski hosts in an effort at national flattery. She wasn’t entirely familiar with the Kremlin, so she took the liberty of admitting ignorance.

Princess Priscilla Phillips: “I must admit my chagrin, but unfortunately I’m not too well acquainted with this magnificent palace. Would you be so kind as to let me know what other rooms and possible activities are available for our exploration this morning?”