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When Royalty Collides

Han Nguyen of Tuyen Phu

"Ăn miếng trả miếng" -Như Cầu Võ

Name

Han Thuy Nguyen

Title

Princess (HEIR TO THRONE)

Age

24

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Pansexual

Appearance

• Hair: Black | Straight | Typically down, but up in certain scenarios
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 5 feet 5 inches
• Body Type: Slim
• Clothing Style: Han's sense of fashion is very, very expensive. A lot of Gucci, Prada, Louis Vuitton. She loves her expensive brands.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Despite how un-kingdomly it may seem, Han's got a LOT of tattoos. Enough to make some punk people look twice at her.

Personality

Han is someone who couldn't care less about the opinions of others, as it is how a person of royalty should behave. Despite the Kingdom of Tuyen Phu being a smaller kingdom, she continues to assert her power and confidence at a level she feels royalty should be exhibiting her power at. It often comes across as her being very difficult to work with since she is very stubborn and set in her ways as a princess. It doesn't matter if you're the ruler of a bigger country, or a mere working class member of her Kingdom. She'll treat everyone equally and without discrimination, with the exception of a select few, of course.

Of course, she isn't a cruel leader or a dictator, unlike some other people she has seen her parents work with. Han also has a very good moral compass and knows what's good for the people of her kingdom. If it will contribute to the growth of the country in some way, or the well-being of her subjects, she is all for it provided that it makes sense and the advisers also agree with it. The priority for her is the Kingdom, not foreign interests.

On a much more personal level, Han can be a bit difficult to deal with and get along with due to her rather stubborn personality. She doesn't have many friends due to how confrontational she can be (among many other things, such as her many, many obligations as royalty). However, from time to time she does have a soft side and will do things for people without asking for them. If Han sends a gift your way, it's the most surefire way to know she is at least tolerant of you.

Han is also very, very unforgiving of liars and those who cross her. Hardly does she ever give a second chance to people, and never a third.

Likes // Dislikes

Likes

• Southern Vietnamese Pho
• Fashion
• The beaches of Tuyen Phu
• Corgis
• American Cinema

Dislikes

• Diplomacy
• Assholes
• Pickles
• Scorpions
• Airplanes

Biography

Born to Phuong and Tham Nguyen, Han is the oldest of four children of the Nguyen family. As per Tuyen Phu tradition, the first born of the previous King and Queen is to inherit the Kingdom when their time passes. As a result, Han was subjected to a massive amount of grooming and subjugation by order of her parents to prepare her for becoming the next Queen of Tuyen Phu.

Constant lessons in etiquette, diplomacy, and maintaining the honor of not only the Nguyen family but the kingdom of Tuyen Phu was a rather stressful task for the young Han. Han wanted to enjoy her life and be free of the burdens of politics and such, as she has had many a first account of what happens to those involved in that field. But alas, as is tradition in their culture, the will of the family supersedes the will of the individual.

A stubborn person plus an oppressive environment result in people like Han. To take back whatever freedom she could, she decided to start reclaiming her body, getting tattoos and dressing herself in "unsightly ways". Much to the dismay of her parents and the subjects of the Kingdom of Tuyen Phu -- they obviously didn't approve of Han's image, but there would be a bigger outrage if tradition were to be broken and Han be disqualified from the throne.

Today, Han has become much more comfortable in her role as the future heir to the Tuyen Phu throne. She has become much more assertive and prepared to oversee the kingdom, and has many a vision to make it the best it possibly can.

Betrothed

N/A

Other
Levy Tran // #FF8E00

she has a pet corgi named Lun Lun, which means Shorty in Vietnamese
Han can speak English, Vietnamese, Cantonese Chinese, and Mandarin Chinese. She is currently attempting to learn Japanese and Spanish.

The Kingdom of Tuyen Phu

The famed rice fields of Tuyen Phu. Agriculture has been one of Tuyen Phu's biggest industries since its inception.

Kingdom Name

Tuyen Phu

King and Queen

King: Tham Nguyen
Queen: Phuong Nguyen

Kingdom Colors

Navy Blue and Gold

What The Kingdom Is Known For

The Kingdom of Tuyen Phu is known primarily for its rapidly expanding economy. Fueled by its massive agriculture sector, it has allowed for the kingdom to allow for other sectors, such as manufacturing and technologies to also expand and is quickly becoming one of Asia's tech giants after experiencing a massive, massive economic boom.

Recent // Relevant Kingdom History

The Kingdom of Tuyen Phu has many ties to Vietnam, but the presence of European Colonists was the factor that directly caused the kingdom to break off in the name of making a more pure and traditional country without European influences. Relying on the agriculture sector to gain funds, the Kingdom of Tuyen Phu quickly fortified itself with a rather formidable military (at least compared to other countries and kingdoms in the area), and is currently experiencing its biggest economic expansion since the introduction of international exports outside of Asia.

Other

Languages Spoken: Vietnamese (official), Cantonese Chinese, Mandarin Chinese, English
Religion: Buddhist (recognized as the official religion of the kingdom), Catholicism, Islam.
Tuyen Phu is one of the only Kingdoms in Asia that does not allow for companies to exploit their citizens in sweatshops.

Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

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Some hours later, Dr. Bentley-Song was standing in the bathroom of her beautiful room, running a brush through her hair to get it sorted out. Allison had given up a long, long time ago on trying to get it straightened. She knew that her hair was too much of a wavy/curly mess. Instead, she had refocused her efforts on trying to get her short wavy hair to look as good as it could. And based on what she was seeing in the mirror in front of her, she wasn't doing too bad at all. Opting for a pink dress tonight, she was figuring that she was going to be seeing a lot of familiar faces tonight. It was best for her to dress to impress, since this was the first time she was going to be seeing many of these people for the first time in just a bit over ten years.

She'd spent the better part of the past few hours just lying in her bed and staring at her phone, admittedly forgetting that there was a cocktail party until a reminder popped up. Now just about over an hour into preparation, she was finally on the finishing end of getting ready. Popping her lips as she finished putting on her lipstick, she was finally satisfied with what she saw. She looked good, given her limited makeup skills, and she felt good. Picking up her purse nearby, she slung it over her shoulders. In just a matter of minutes -- it was party time.. and seeing old faces once again. Sighing as she exited her room, hearing the door click behind her.

It was just a short trip before she arrived at the reception hall, where the once cute little hotel on the Florida Keys had become one of the most exquisite, splendid looking venues she'd ever seen in her life. The pool and outside areas were illuminated with a cool pink and green, the gorgeous sun doing the rest of the job with the illumination. Allison put a hand on her purse strap as she stepped closer, already getting a glance of some faces she hadn't seen in a long, long time. There were some old group project members, some kids she tutored, and some classmates. Somehow, it felt like she was a senior in high school all over again.

Allison then had the bright idea to not do this without some liquid confidence. Her big, blue eyes scanned the party, before walking over to what she perceived to be the bartender. Maybe she'd loosen up a bit. Walking up to him, she put a hand on the counter, hoping she'd get his attention. Seeing him look up, Allison flashed a smile. "Hi... can I get a mojito, please?" She asked, "Thank you!" She said, before he got to work on her drink. Leaning against the counter, and turning around, the doctor could already see more familiar faces start to pour in. Was that... Reina? Willow? Hell, was that Tara out of the corner of her eye? Allison still couldn't believe that this really was everyone ten years later. At least everyone still looked good.

When Royalty Collides

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When Royalty Collides

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Palm Beach Royals: Class Reunion

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Ten years ago, Allison Bentley-Song happily walked across the stage, in front of hundreds of fellow students and family members, and received her diploma certifying that she did, in fact, survive her time at King’s Academy. Years of blood, sweat, tears, and some Adderall had all culminated to become that lousy piece of paper with her name on it. Sure, graduating from high school as second in your class was quite the achievement, but to Allison, it wasn’t anything worth writing home about.

As a matter of fact, Allison couldn’t have been gladder to leave, and there was a chance that she might’ve taken it upon herself to prove that she was better than “second in the class”. King’s Academy was something she was eager to leave in her dust and never look back. She had no time to think about high school, knowing she was headed to one of the best schools in the entire world in a matter of months. Yet, here she was, landing in Key West International Airport and well on her way to the King’s Academy Class of 2009’s ten-year reunion.

Why she was here was beyond her, but that was a question she should’ve asked as she purchased the tickets to fly out here many months ago.

It was embarrassing how little time she put into thinking this through, before ultimately hopping on her computer and dropping hundreds of dollars on this trip. As soon as she received that letter, she must have spent a whopping five minutes thinking about whether she should go before responding. Not a second thought – despite her rather negative sentiments about her experience at King’s Academy. Something about this trip appealed to her. Was it seeing the people she genuinely liked and enjoyed the company of? Was it to see where most of her class had ended up ten years later? Was it because it was lonely in Baltimore?

Allison knew she wasn’t doing so bad for herself. Ending up at institutions like Princeton and Johns Hopkins hardly ever meant that one was doing bad for themselves – especially those on the path to becoming a fully-fledged doctor. However, she also knew that wouldn’t come as a surprise to many people, if at all. Everyone knew Allison as this generally reserved, mousy nerd girl who could think circles around most people, as well as someone who was always happy to help and assist those who needed it. The same people also knew that she couldn’t flirt to save her life, despite the coaching of the friends she had.

Some of that remained true today. Allison still couldn’t flirt even if her life depended on it, but she was far departed from being as soft as she was in high school. People that were expecting Allison to be mostly the same since high school were in for a big, big surprise if they were expecting her to be just as much of a pushover.

Touching down in Key West, Florida, the moments that followed her return to the state were practically a blur to her. One second she was standing up about to get off the plane, and the next she was in a taxi well on the way to the hotel that this reunion was taking place. In just a matter of minutes, she was about to be thrust back into the world she left many, many years ago. It was going to be very interesting to Allison to see just how everyone had developed and changed. Ten years was a very long time, plenty of time for development.

However, Allison also wondered if she would suffer from, as Marshall Eriksen from Season 3, Episode 6 of the famed situational comedy “How I Met Your Mother” put it: revertigo. Would Allison continue to be the person that many of her colleagues knew her to be today? Or would she regress and go back to being the soft pushover (with a slight Adderall habit) that she known for?

Those thoughts rifled through her head as she sat in the back of her taxi, Key West speeding past her as the hotel got closer and closer. Those few minutes quickly dwindled into moments, with the taxi eventually pulling into the driveway right outside the lobby. Stepping outside of the Toyota Prius, Allison pulled her sunglasses down just a bit as she looked at the rather colorful building in front of her.

Pictures really didn’t do this place justice.

Pulling the one piece of luggage she had out of the car, Allison took a moment to thank the taxi driver, before making her way into the lobby. Inside felt much like a mansion instead of a traditional hotel, which Allison found rather charming. Stumbling her way to the reception, she put a hand up on the counter, before the receptionist greeted her.

”Hello, you must be here for the King’s Academy Class of 2009 reunion?”

Allison smiled, ”Yes! I’m checking in for…” The doctor took a little too long to remember what her name was, ”Dr. Bentley-Song?” She chuckled awkwardly, before pulling out her wallet just in case the receptionist needed extra information, as if someone would try to impersonate Allison.

Tapping some keys in, the receptionist bent down and picked up a card from a drawer, before smiling and handing it to Allison. ”You’re all set, Dr. Bentley-Song! You will be in Room 207! Please let us know if you have any questions, and please, enjoy your stay!”

”O-Oh. Thanks! Allison smiled, before stuffing her wallet back in her purse and picking up her luggage. Turning around, Allison couldn’t really see anyone she could recognize right out of the gate. Which was good. Did that mean she was early…? Or was she just super late? Or did she just have impeccable timing?

It didn’t matter to Allison. All that mattered right now was getting her ass to her room so she could plop in bed and get ready for this… cocktail party tonight. Pulling her luggage along, Allison climbed up those stairs all the way to the second floor (a tough walk, surely), and looked at every door she passed rather closely to make sure she didn’t just walk past 207 by accident.

Then -- there it was. Lucky 207.

Sighing softly, she put her keycard in the lock, the little red light on it immediately turning green as she pulled the keycard out and opened the door. Inside was a rather spacious room, complete with a beautiful view of the Florida Keys and enough sun to make a vampire melt. Allison’s mood was already brightened with all the sunshine she was receiving, despite having to go to a party tonight already.

Putting her luggage aside, Allison shuffled over to the bed and plopped on it, sighing rather audibly as she figured out a way to kill time until she had to get ready for the party.