Elizabeth spent a lot of her teenage years surrounded by peers who were critical of her clothing choices, interest in manly activities and total inability to do embroidery


honestly, she didn’t really give a crap, but when she heard girls whispering things like

"Goodness would you look at that Reza girl-"

"Elizabeth Reza? My word, she is quite a disgrace, isn’t she?"

"Utterly, my dear! I  do believe that no sensible man would ever want to take up with someone like her."

it still hurt

much much later, she marries Edvard

and even though it’s vapid catty bitchiness of the nighest order

she still can’t resist smirking at the other noble ladies and doing this everytime she’s at a party with him


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  6. consistentlyaverage said: I’d do the same even without catty people’s face to rub it in
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