Originals Vote - The Matter of Heirs: Which Girl?

So, mini preview of sorts, along with... Either a vote or a bet, we'll see. But, the question: Which girl will/should Queen Severina get with by the end? Which of these lucky three is the lesbian Kasumi told her she'd be able to find?

"Her steward gave a nod, then a clap to signal the doors. “Presenting, the honourable Lady Nataliya, of house Ludmilla.”

The first to walk in. Her skin was pale as milk, her hair woven in braids of spun gold that cascaded over her shoulders. Her eyes were like the waters on the beach, the purest of blue, with the white froth of the waves. Her face was angular, with high cheeks that tinted rose with her smile. Was it forced, nervous? It was difficult to tell on a first meeting.

Her dress was made of bright colours and patterns. Scarlet reds, embroidered with lines and flowers. It was a work of art, nearly as beautiful as its wearer, and there was more to come yet, as she and her escorts stepped into place before the queen.

“The honourable Lady Ermina, of house Cesarina,” she stepped forward in a dress of earthen green, the smell of the sea following her steps.

She had come from the east, most certainly, from over the waters. Strands of black poked out from beneath her headdress, hanging in front of her regal features. She held her chin high, proud, her dark eyes looking into Lidia’s own as if in part to challenge, and to deem if she were worthy; when it was she that was competing for the queen’s hand.

Her legs were quite long, her knees coming to the from of her skirt as she moved, her toes peeking beneath the hem in her sandals, as she moved into position. She would not be outdone, letting her judging gaze took to the blonde girl and making sure to be a half-step in front of her competitor.

“And the honourable Lady Natasha, of house Aleksandra,” the third prospective made her way in, her hands clasped together in her lap as she moved.

Her hair was an oaken brown, falling just above her shoulders in waves. The attire she had worn to meet her future wife was layered, pure, well-washed whites beneath a short black vest pushed ever so slightly apart by her nubile bust. She certainly had energy, with light hops on her toes as she made her way up that had her escorts grumbling in annoyance. Not the best first impression to meet a royal.

And yet, she stopped herself in line with the others, moving her slender hands behind her back that she could stand tall; though still perhaps a head shorter than Nataliya to her right. She said not a word, though dipped her head in reverence to the queen before rising back up with a grin on her young, round features." - The Matter of Heirs by Madam Materia