Prussia had dropped her off at the large, ornate house much to Louise’s displeasure. She had wanted to go off with her sister to the battlefield to learn what she needed to do and how to do it from the mistress of war herself. Instead she was stuck with Austria who, while not overly boring, was boring enough for Louise not to look forward to the trip.
Leaning on the window, she watched the house her other sister lived in coming closer, pouting as the carriage stopped and the door opened.
Carefully hopping out of the carriage, she smacked her skirts down and free of dust before looking up at Austria.