Neno 1445 — Roleplayer Guild

 Caterina Frenandaz Versini. 

 Svearike. 

Interacting with: @Everyone, @Lady Amalthea, & @Kyrisse

Caterina passed by the royalty, greeting her and all the other visitors, into the grand ballroom of the castle. She scanned the walls, the high ceiling, and the decoration it held. It was quite simple, but the walls were decorated and crafted with only the finest art. She appreciated the sculpted high ceiling for a few more moments before continuing her way deeper into the ball room. She didn’t hide away in a corner, or sit down at the side, but she didn’t stand right at the center of the ballroom either. She stood somewhere in between where she could keep to herself, yet she looked open for discussion and in no way intimidated by the presence of the powerful royals around her.
Having arrived a little later than expected, there were already a few of the royalties all around the ball room. She searched the room for Shawn Hunter, or his twin, Zachary Hunter, but to no use. They hadn’t arrived yet. She sighed a small sigh of relief as she looked at Zoron that held the same expression; They both knew the meeting wouldn’t go as well or as smoothly as planned for, just because Caterina wasn’t capable of playing on anyone’s emotions or pretending to be something she wasn’t. But around Shawn—Her betrothal--- She needs to be what her father said: A woman. Not a Queen. And she certainly couldn’t just ignore him. As her duty, as her place as the next to rule, it was her chance to prove that she would and could do anything for her nation. 

She just didn’t like the idea of marriage for the nation. 

‘’But wouldn’t Amelia be okay with it? Even when she was just seventeen, she knew her upcoming faith—And dare I say, she was even excited for it! Your father has chosen for you a man he is sure will honor you and cherish you, and in return, you must do the same.’’ Caterina recalled her personal advisor’s words with an inward snort. Of course. It all came back to  her. 

Caterina had entered the ball room after Prince John Of Pelanor. She glanced at him as he leaned on one of the walls at the side. She shook her head. Especially a prince should be out there making connections, not just waiting on the side. 

Her eyes fell on Sade, Princess of Udwen, next. She wore a gold and black dress, which to Caterina seemed a little out there, and she would have personally chosen something less catchy; however, she wouldn’t deny that the Princess of Udwen wore it exceptionally well, and her beautiful curly hair only caught Caterina’s eyes more. The lady was definitely a beauty. 

Isobel, the princess with the pink hair, of course caught Caterina’s eyes. She let out a slight giggle at her hair. It really was pink. Very pink. She gave her a small smile before diverting her eyes to where the buffet was. She found Henry, the bastard child, and Cara, the chosen princess, already helping themselves to the sweets. Caterina’s eyes widened in what could be distaste and utter confusion as Henry bumped his hips lightly with Cara's. Caterina quickly diverted her eyes and blinked a few times. 

Well, that was definitely something. The stay here will be more entertaining than anything else. She thought with a slightly raised eyebrow as she continued to scan the room.

Feora, Princess of Wulfswinth, stood in a beautiful green dress with extravagant gold detailing; Caterina found herself wanting to be in such an elegant dress. She noticed Mai Mei, Of Liang, approach Feora.  Caterina was surprised to find Mai looked as beautiful and as doll-like as she did in the pictures. She shook her head a little, she still didn’t make her comfortable. 

Deciding against joining the two ladies in a conversation, her eyes were caught by Liviana’s, the child, entrance, and then Prince Edwin, Of Brittania, soon behind. Liviana had settled in the corner, and Edwin soon followed. They were probably betrothals. Caterina giggled silently; The height difference was more than amusing. Though Caterina didn’t believe Liviana was that small, seeing her in real life approved of all the pictures and information. In a way, Caterina became curious to become acquainted with her; however, she left it for later as she was after all with her betrothals. 

Her eyes were soon attracted to Saferina, Princess of Norden, in all black. She admired any black wear, but she felt the princess may have overdone it just a tad. A pop of color never did anyone harm.

Caterina was growing bored with her people-watching, but she wasn’t up to conversing with royals, who were probably as anxious as she was. Although she was anxious and a little worried, she kept her poised stance and smizing eyes. That never changed, no matter how bad or how good Caterina felt. 

She diverted her eyes to where she noticed Duchess Elizaveta sitting with Prince Nikolai of Anduin; As Caterina had been told before, Elizaveta really held herself well with an air of elegance and grace that Caterina admired. Nikolai and Caterina had become somewhat acquainted to each other in Vale, a few months back. Her cheeks slowly heated up at the turn of events that took after their peace treaty. She inwardly rolled her eyes—She didn’t even like the man that much.

The entrance of Fareeha, Of Mamlaket Elsahhra, made goose bumps run through Caterina, not only because of the beautiful white dress  but because of the snake casually wrapped around her arm. She made note to not come in contact with Fareeha unless Zoron was around.

Speaking of Zoron, she looked around for him to find him farther away from her. When she caught his eyes, he gave her a wink. Oh how she loved the man. He understood Caterina more than anyone else. 

Caterina was starting to grow bored—She needed to meet Shawn already. She wanted to know what exactly she was walking into. And like her prayers had been answered by God. Shawn and Zachary Hunter walked through the ballroom’s door. She scanned the twins; They didn’t look alike, yet something was quite the same. Perhaps the lively spirit. Although she had just wished for Shawn to join the ballroom already, so she could get over the introductions, she grew even more anxious to see him and his twin there.

Could you blame her?

The rumors proved they were practically insane. 

Thankful that she wasn’t caught or known yet by Shawn, she turned and walked to the drinks’ bar. There was some alcoholic drinks, and although she knew it wasn’t appropriate to have a drink that early, but she needed something!

Caterina held the glass and slowly made her way away from the buffet. She glanced at the doors as Leonard, Prince of Krieg-Konigreich, who like herself decided against mingling and stuck to himself, observing the other royals. 

She shook her head a little. What was she going to do about Shawn? Was she to approach him first? Or should she let him approach her? She inwardly rolled her eyes. She didn’t want to wait for a man, even if was the Prince of Avalon, to approach her first. Deciding against waiting, she would finish her drink and join Shawn, His twin, and now Saferina. 

Her attention was diverted to the staircase as Casimir, Of Ortha, walked down the stairs. Her eyes may have popped slightly at his quite attractive and fit physique. How did he manage to get to the staircase without going through the doors?

She turned to look ahead as she walked, only to bump right into Nikolai Of Anduin and Duchess Elizaveta. All her drink’s content were spilled on Nikolai’s chest and a little on his arms. Caterina looked at Elizaveta first in horror; She didn’t wish to ruin a lady’s gown in such an event. 
‘’ Herregud! Jag ber om ursäkt för besväret. jag är ledsen. ’’ Caterina fired fluent Sveariken as she tried to wipe off the drink. Only to realize how even more inappropriate that was. She abruptly stepped back and lowered her head slightly for Nikolai and Elizaveta. 

‘’ I am really sorry for the inconvenience. I got distracted.’’ She said, her accent a little heavier than most times due to her panicking state. In a matter of moments, she had handed her glass to one of the handmaidens, as another took Nikolai’s jacket to clean. 

‘’ I had hoped to reunite with you on a nicer occasion, Prince Nikolai.’’ Caterina said with the same small smile she always held as she turned to Elizaveta and extended her hand. ‘’ I am very sorry for my rude intervention. It’s an honor to finally meet you; You look absolutely stunning, Duchess Elizaveta. I am Princess Caterina of Svearike.’’ She introduced herself, although she was more than aware that Elizaveta already knew her anyway.
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