Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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hhanonRound 3 - Return of the Meme
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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.
FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt1
Date: 2011-11-29 10:55 pm (UTC)Beau didn't like being in the palace without George. That is, his George. It was an enormous, cavernous building, and eerily silent; every single step echoed down the endless corridors. The gorgeous portraits of men in Naval coats, ablaze with colour against the stark white walls, glared down at him from their places in history. Beau shivered inside his jacket. What an awful place.
He didn't really see why he'd been summoned to see the King. Although they'd never met, Beau had heard from his Georgie that he was a strange man with a rumoured fascination for gardening and an apparently quiet demeanor. Beau thought he sounded like a laughable monarch, but the kingdom seemed to like him. One couldn't, Beau supposed, argue with an entire population of a country.
He slowed as he noticed that ahead of him there was a guard stood outside two imposing oak doors. Beau scrambled to find the words to explain himself, but the man simply smiled.
"He's on a good day, today, Sir," the man said quietly. "You can go in."
"Oh... right." Beau nodded and watched the man extend his arm towards the door handle to open it for him. The man paused.
"Have you ever met His Majesty, before, Sir?" he asked.
Beau cautiously shook his head in reply.
"Just a warning, then, Sir," the man said softly. "His Majesty can't see very well. So don't be... shocked."
Beau frowned and opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, the door had swung open.
"Who is it?"
The low, tired voice drifted over from the other side of the room.
Beau hesitated.
"Beau Brummel, Your Highness."
"It's Your Majesty," the gruff voice corrected him.
Beau's mind went blank. "I'm... I'm sorry?"
"Your Majesty, lad, you address me as Your Majesty."
Beau stared at his feet, chastened. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"No, no, don't worry about a thing, dear boy," came the response. "Just my little joke. Now, come over here, where I can see you."
Beau bit his tongue to save him from making any smart responses about what the guard had told him, and quickly made his way across the lush carpets to the other side of the room. It was a relatively small room, with a large fireplace, some bookshelves, and two armchairs sat beside each other. The fire crackled cheerily, the only sound punctuating their silence.
Beau stood a few metres from the armchair, and looked upon the face of King George III of the newly United Kingdom.
He had a long beard, and long hair, and his hands gripped the sides of the armchair. His eyes were dark and the pupils obscured by something thick, and white, like a snowflake or the whisp of a cloud. He seemed to stare straight ahead.
"Do sit down, boy," he said fondly. Beau took the armchair beside the King.
"Now," he said in his low voice, "You and George."
Beau felt his mouth run dry.
Re: FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt1
Date: 2011-11-29 11:06 pm (UTC)FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt2
Date: 2011-11-29 11:17 pm (UTC)"Yes, Your Majesty?"
The King seemed to allow himself to smile.
"Don't worry. I know," he said, "I may be daft but I'm not stupid."
Beau tried to hide the concern in his voice. "I don't know what you're talking about, Sire."
"All lies, my boy," the King closed his eyes. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. I've seen you, when you think no one is looking."
"Oh."
"All that sneaking away from state dinners and not showing up to meetings with ambassadors," he smiled again, "You're like children."
Beau looked down at his feet again. He'd never given these shoes much thought before, but today they were really very fascinating.
"It's just that..." the King's voice cracked, and his cleared his throat. "It's just that I know that George will be King soon. Very soon."
"...Sire?"
The King's voice deepened, and became more stern. "We both know that I am not very well, Beau."
Beau looked up and saw the melancholy in the King's face. Suddenly, the wrinkles etched into his skin were not furrowed by age, or madness, as his George claimed, but by deep sadness.
The death of Princess Amelia.
The illness.
The exhaustion.
"No man can run a country like this," the King frowned. "Crippled, blind, mad..."
"No, Sire, you're not mad..."
"I am mad," the King turned his head to face Beau for the first time. "And don't think that I don't realise."
"Bit, sir..."
"And the worst part is that I don't know how long I have to go until I don't really remember..." the King said softly "...until I can't remember my wife's name, or her favourite flower. How long until my..."
The King struggled to find the words.
"My episodes... become my life? Become who I am? Some mad man trapped in a straitjacket in Windsor Castle?"
Beau swallowed and stared into the fire. He was glad of the crackling to fill the gap between the King's words. Beau closed his eyes to feel the heat on his face and he understood that the silence spoke every word that the King had failed to say.
"Just..." George sighed.
Beau looked up. "Yes, Your Majesty?"
The King seemed sad, and frail, hunched over in his big armchair. And suddenly his vulnerability was clear.
"Please take care of Georgie for me. When I go."
"But sir..."
"Just." The King interrupted. "Do it. And don't argue. Make sure he makes good decisions. Make sure he's happy. You make him happy."
Beau nodded slowly.
"I don't suppose we'll see each other again." The King said.
"No, Your Majesty." Beau stood up, and bowed his head. "It was a privilege to meet you, Sire."
"And you, Mr Brummel," George said. "And you."
Re: FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt2
Date: 2011-11-29 11:27 pm (UTC)"Please take care of Georgie for me. When I go."
That line just broke my heart! But then again I am a total sucker for angst.
Re: FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt2
Date: 2011-11-30 12:08 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt2
Date: 2011-11-30 01:43 am (UTC)The King struggled to find the words.
"My episodes... become my life? Become who I am? Some mad man trapped in a straitjacket in Windsor Castle?" It just stamps all over my heart and mushes it because I could see the real George III saying that. Lovely, in character, and heart-breaking. *applauds, sniffles into tissue*
Re: FILL: Beau+George III "Please take care of Georgie for me," background Beau/Georgie ANGST pt2
Date: 2011-11-30 10:46 pm (UTC)