princess

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Riverport Beach
Interactions:@Potter Rue Bowyn @Helo Eris & Raven @Tae
Equipment:Outfit visible from Disguise Ring,Armor(Not visible); Chest plate is enchanted with Armor of Absorption, Map of Avalia, Water Flask, A bag of elf and demi-human ears and tails, Small book and pen, Ama pouch with 2000 amas on hand, Three large red potions, Wayfinder, Hygiene supplies, Rose-scented Perfume, Location Sender, Shower Tube, Transmission Bracelet, Bedroll, Water Purifier,Axes with returning enchantment,Her backpack



Annya had waved and smiled at Kharne and the others, "Yes! Hope you all are having fun. I will make sure your armor does not scutter away like a crab."

She turned and looked at Bowyn as he suddenly spoke up. Annya had not expected the young winter fairy to be so opinionated on the matter, but she listened and held her tongue nonetheless. She sometimes felt it would just be all the easier to just exterminate the dark elves and be done with the matter. What they were referring to was obviously genocide. Could they simply generalize all of them as evil and unworthy of life? After years of tension, sometimes Annya had trouble caring about the specifics. She understood what Bowyn felt and figured they were more similar than he realized. However, what irked her was that he seemed to be insinuating that she did not care about the deaths of the royals, those she had interacted with for years. But that was not the worst of it."Bowyn. Our general, who was dear to me, was also killed the other night. She was family to me. Her name was Talindra Joxalim. "

She met his eyes, her fists clenched as she thought about her words before speaking. Once upon a time, she would have unleashed her anger on him, the anger she kept buried within and now tried so hard to contain. But who was she to yell at him when it would only be hypocritical. "You do not deserve to live in fear. None of us do. Do not worry about the mood. Your anger is understandable and your pain valid. Yell at me if you need to. However, do understand that this war does not just have us debate over the lives of dark elves, but all of us. They are a formidable enemy, Bowyn. Those above me want to attempt diplomacy as avoiding war as it means less brave men and women need to die... But if I were to be honest with you, I would rather just skip the pleasantries. It is too late for compromise." Annya's expression and tone was like night and day as compared to few minutes ago.

"Do not scapegoat me for the problems at hand as it is not up to me. I have little say on the decisions made by my parents and those who rank over me. My goal is to prepare and protect the humans as well as all who accompany me. I plan to kill any dark elf I come across just as much as you do."

Avalia

Time:Morning
Location:Aldrakh
Interactions:@Alivefalling Alaia @FunnyGuy Vrexen/Astra @13org Myra
Equipment: Crossbow, outfit, Backpack with hygienic supplies, two daggers, flask, skinning knife, trapping wire, rope, small cooking pot, transmission bracelet, water purifier

Maeryn glanced down at the white demon as she approached with spheres in her hands. He glanced down at her and remained still as she took in his scent as to not startle her. He offered his hand slowly and gently for her to smell to show. Did this being speak? It seemed more like an animal than the red one, but it managed to have make purchases at the stall. It was rather cute in appearance, like the pups of his hunting dogs, but he knew very well appearances were not to be trusted.

His gaze returned to the other two as they voiced their agreeance. They wanted to go south as well and to hunt humans. Maeryn was pleased with his luck. It had merely been minutes after his arrival. Soon he'd be able to save Avalia and they could be done with this. "We can move to River Kingdom next if River Port is unsuccessful. " He offered. "I would suggest we take a ship down the river, cheaper than an amora and arguably fast as it moves straight to River Port."

Alaia's voice joined the frey and Maeryn sighed. For a sweet girl, she could be so difficult. "I like to make sure we get as much information that is possibly available, Alaia. However if you refuse, I will not press. We can depart immediately then when everyone is ready." He was thankful as the girl did not try to pet the white creature but she was kneeling down close enough to it to make him slightly exasperated.

Maeryn looked at the elven girl and the red one, giving them a soft smile, "My name is Maeryn. It is a pleasure to travel with you."

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor Plaza- Summer Harvest Festival
Interactions: Caelan @Alivefalling Aurora@Mole Slick@FunnyGuy
Equipment:Clothing,Backpack, Sketchbook with drawings, various drawing supplies, iPhone, a PBJ sandwich, charging cable, strawberry pocky, earphones, and a pouch with two rations of food, water flask, a bar of soap and a few other portable hygienic products.

Slick's voice reached them and Sophie couldn't help waving excitedly over to him and Aurora, who she noted were now in bathing suits too. She hadn't expected them to join since they had not seemed eager earlier. "Hi cowboy! You two are joining us? I'm so happy~" She giggled drunkenly before setting her eyes on Aurora as Slick mentioned her. She nearly gasped. She hadn't thought that Aurora could get any cuter but she had done so. Sophie called back to them, "Aurora looks so beautiful!"

She moved to the edge of the pool to lean on it and listen as Aurora spoke, the sound of the waterfall filling the background,"Oh that would be fun. I am a little worried to gamble the little money I have but why not." Who knew fantasy creatures liked to gamble too? It was strange there were so many similarities between this world and Earth.

Aurora soon joined them in the pool, moving about in that graceful manner she always did; Sophie was sure Slick was to follow. It was going to be nice to talk to Slick and Aurora. She hadn't gotten to speak to Aurora much on their journey here and Slick was intriguing for obvious reasons. And of course, talking to Caelan was always pleasant as he was a sweet guy. Sophie wanted to get to know them all, but she was normally too nervous to speak her thoughts out loud. Whatever she had drank made her feel as if the words tumbled out before she could even process them.

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location:Avian City
Interactions:@Potter Xavier @Helo Orias @CitrusArms Aiko @FunnyGuy Caelestis
Equipment: Dress and thigh-high socks(Slits on the inner sides of the sleeves), Black boots, Pouch with amas, Lipstick, Mysterious bag of fun drugs

Yuka stumbled back a bit as a strong grip pulled her backward. She easily and gracefully regained her footing and stared at the back of Xavier’s head with a raised brow as he spoke. Rude. I was doing a good job. After he had said what he needed to, she grabbed his arm and yanked him back into her arms to wrap her arms around him from behind and smile, leaning her head over his shoulder as her long blonde locks fell over his body, ”D’aw! Did you just protect me? Cute!”

A devious expression crossed her face as a wicked thought crossed her mind. She was distracted as Koldar started talking, barely hearing him as she started tickling Xavier from her position, ”Tickle tickle!”She whisper-hissed in his ear. Yuka was not aggressive with her tickle assault. It was only brief. She was careful not to scratch him as well, using the tips of her fingers as her claws were sheathed. Whatever Koldar is saying, I’m sure it’s good. He’s got it.

Aiko piped up and she glanced over, giggling,”It’s true. Aiko’s my beautiful fluff! You can’t take it.”

The pretty angel man did not seem to like her friend’s statements as much as she did. He was acting pretty serious. The area around them was soon doused in shadows as he paused his speech. She glanced upward at the flying avians. Yuka could figure it took a well-muscled being to be able to fly with all that armor. Her gaze met the avian before her once again and she frowned her arms hanging over Xavier’s shoulders still, as she glanced over at Koldar, ”Oh that’s what you’re going on about? The weapon thing still. Are you really giving him an issue over that? He’ll give them back and even if he doesn’t, it’s just a hunk of junk. I can just fetch you new ones. “She couldn’t believe that they were going to be the ones responsible for setting up an alliance with the Sun Elf Kingdom and the Avian City. Yuka was certain none of them were really even valid representatives of the Sun Elf Kingdom. This day was shaping up to be exciting!

Looking up at Caelestis now, Yuka said enthusiastically, ” Well of course we love that idea!”

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Time: Early Evening
Location: Duke Vikena's Sorian Estate, Caesonia Kingdom
Interaction: Lorenzo@FunnyGuy
Attire: Click here

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"If only your mother could see the young woman you've become. Absolutely lovely."

The bristles of a brush gently sailed through hair black as ink. The tall maid was repetitive and soothing in her movements. She had shoulder-length blonde hair and the typical attire for her role. Her name was Delilah and she had served Charlotte since she had been a little girl. She was reaching well into her late thirties yet retained a certain youthfulness to her face. She watched the expression of the young woman who sat before her through the mirror of the vanity. When there was no reply, she continued on with her speaking,"She'd be happy you're going. It's been a long time since you've been to a ball, my Lady."

After a sigh, a smirk pulled at the girl's lips as she imitated her mother's tone,"... She'd say, Charlotte, get that wretched thing off you before you end up in a brothel." The long blue dress upon Charlotte was by no means revealing, but the v-neckline was adventurous even for her. Once upon a time, she had worn the same poofy dresses the other girls did with their large bows and tight corsets. She could remember using the skirts as tents as a child they had been so large. But so had been the style of Caesonia: the bigger the better.

The maid paused her work to bend down and move her head around the side of Charlotte where she could catch her gaze, "Come now, Lottie. It's hardly scandalous. Just a little different than the Caesonia tradition." She took her shoulders and gave them a gentle squeeze, "It suits you well, my Lady. You're a little different than the other Caesonian noblewomen-"

"Oh dear,"Charlotte interrupted with a gentle smile, "Such harsh truths simply will not do well for my digestion, Delilah." It felt as if every journey outside the home would always result in constant reminders from all she'd never quite fall in step with those around her. It was the same for her stepfather Lorenzo. Perhaps it had been fate he'd become her stepfather. If only the two of them had just been born elsewhere.

"You know very well what I mean, my lady. Overindulgence was never quite your style. Well, until it came to food that is." Delilah took it upon herself at this point to make busywork of applying blush to her cheeks as they spoke. The last remark managed to get a giggle out of Charlotte. Her light blue eyes met her own in the mirror, a hint of her inner emotions swimming within. Delilah followed her line of sight and said, "Do not fret. I am making quick work of you as the last thing we need is for you two to be late. Again."

After she had concluded, Charlotte rose from her stool and turned to wrap her arms around Delilah in a gentle hug, "Thank you, Delilah...I wish you could accompany me." The maid returned the gesture a tight embrace, "It's time you go back out there, my dear. A whole world is out there for you. Hiding in here forever won't make your problems go away. Be brave and face them." Delilah let go and held shoulders at arm's length, giving her a grin, "And find a darling handsome man for me to look at while you're at it."

Charlotte soon moved into the hall. The ceiling was high and rounded while the long carpet stretched down a never-ending hallway. All was not melancholic as she had been blessed with a beautiful estate. She moved down the corridor with haste as each step echoed, however, the sound of rushing footsteps from behind were louder.

"Lady Charlotte! Lady Charlot-"

She continued her pace, waving off the man's urgent tone, "Yes, Nathaniel. I know, I know. He's late."

"Yes quite so, my lady." Nathaniel was struggling to keep her with her brisk pace. She had always been a quick walker with her long legs.

Charlotte glanced his way finally, "Please tell me he's at least dressed."

Nathaniel nodded fervently, "Yes, yes of course my lady. I will escort you to the carriage where you can await him." He attempted to gain the lead, but he could not sustain it.

"Coming with us to the ball, Nathaniel?"She mused, watching his expression with amusement.

Nathaniel did a double-take, thrown off guard by her question. He had become somewhat used to her strange remarks and the way she'd gently tease him, but she did sometimes still throw him for a loop, "Yes-No! I mean no, Lady Charlotte. It would be improper for me to attend." Charlotte had found amusement in trying to break through his wall of professional etiquette to see what she could find, though she also genuinely saw the servants as their equals. She hoped one day she could truly convince them to come to attend and enjoy the luxuries with them.

"But Nathaniel, don't you want to see all the fine women?"
She was now pushing the front door open and holding it for Nathaniel, who was too thrown off again by her question to say more than to curtly thank her. "Certainly, you must long for a companion."

"The fine women?"Nathaniel repeated, pausing on the front porch as she moved along ahead.

Charlotte grinned at him as she made her way over to the carriage, "Yes, plenty of them all waiting for a handsome man like you."

"You are ever so kind, Lady Charlotte, " He finally caught up and held open the carriage door for her this time,"But I cannot attend."He bowed then turned on his heels to take his leave. Charlotte frowned and lingered in her spot.

We're not so different, you and I. Both of us were taught to stay in our place.

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Nahir Aysun Kadir

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_____________________________ - B A S I C I N F O - N A M E. Nahir Aysun Ibn Raif Kadir "Nana" A G E. 25 G E N D E R. Female S E X U A L I T Y. Bisexual T I T T L E. Princess of Alidasht	_________________________________ _________________________________ - P E R S O N A L I T Y - Perfectionist | Blunt | Ambitious | Observant Caring | Manipulative | Calculating | It was hard growing up in the Royal Palace, even more so when your siblings and everyone around you has an agenda. As a result, Nahir grew up holding everything dear to her behind some pretty golden doors. Shutting any suspicions away with the shallow and materialistic persona she puts out.	_____________________________ - A P P E R A N C E - H A I R. Nahir wears hair up with her locs wrapped around her curls. H E I G H T / W E I G H T. 5'6" 125 lbs E Y E S. Light brown, almost golden B O D Y MARKS. Nahir's left arm has old scarring from a burn. S T Y L E. Nahir usually dresses herself in Caesonia fashion and colors, red being her favorite. She is always seen sporting imported jewels, dresses, and anything fashion related.

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______________________________________ Born 10 months after the twins, Nahir was the second girl that was welcomed into the growing family. Nahir's early childhood was very much like any princess. She began her education early in her youth alongside her two older brothers, always at their heels and tempting to do the same thing they did. Nahir was closest to Kahrem, always confiding in him when she would get upset at Layla or Amir, or their younger siblings. She had even promised Kahrem that she would not take the throne so they could live a peaceful and fulfilling life. When their mother died, Nahir took it hard, like the rest of them. Nahir distanced herself from all of her siblings, especially Layla and Amir, supporting Kahrem's suspicions of foul play. She was not afraid to voice her support for her brother and would always bring it up to their father when Nahir had the chance to. It wasn't until the fire incident that Nahir finally understood what it was like to be one of royal blood and potential heir to the throne. Despite Kahrem's lack of interest in the throne or ruling, it was clear that it didn't matter- he was still a target. Nahir considered renouncing her title as a princess of Alidasht- but something stopped her from announcing it one day during a feast. In the end, Nahir decided to break the promise she had made her brother years ago. She'd fight for the throne and break the vicious cycle that tore her family apart and the killers that took her mother and brother. Hider H I S T O R Y Did you grow up nurtured or neglected? If you consider the various nannies we had nurture, sure. When you were upset, where was your sanctuary? With my mother, and when she was gone, the wine cellar. What were you like in your teenage years? What was I not? snort I was hell for sure, poor father we were all hell. How close are you to your parents? I was close to my mother grown up, but not I'm the closest I've been to father. I am one of his diplomats, after all. Do you have any trauma that haunts you? Duh, that's like asking if water is wet. What is your biggest regret? Thinking we were all safe at home, we should have all been more careful. Maybe mother and Kahrem would still be alive. R O M A N C E Have you ever been in love? Once, but many have loved and love me now. I mean, have you seen me. I am a fucking work of art. What is most important in a partner to you? Wealth, power, and loyalty. How do you display affection? What is your love language? Shower me in gifts all the time! Have you had your first kiss? What was it like? One of my ladies in waiting, Dali. We were 11 at the time. Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not? I will believe it unless I see it. What does marriage mean to you? A tool. Are you currently crushing on anyone? I'm not telling wink Do you ever consider having children in the future? I have and I do want children, just not now. P E R S O N A L I T Y Describe your ideal Sunday morning. Waking up next to a beautiful person, or two, or three. The more the merrier. Maybe go for a round two and then some breakfast. What kind of person do you aspire to be? A person who will not have to be afraid of her own family or worry that her children will grow up just like her. What bad habits do you have? I think it would be shorter to tell you how many good habits I have. If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be? I don't know who - What is your greatest fear? Dying knowing it was one of my siblings. What are your pet peeves? Cowardness. When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others? Others, I love human interaction and often seek it. Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue? Both, I may be a diplomat, but I know when an asshole needs a nice punch in the nose.

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____________________________________________ L I K E S. - Partying, Nahir is known to throw some of the biggest parties in the royal palace - Drinking, she has a pretty high tolerance - Meeting new poeple, especially from different cultures and countries - Warm weather, how could she not? - Singing, but hasn't done so since her mother passed away D I S L I K E S. - Liars, she despises when people lie to her and others - Anything too sweet or sour - Being reminded of the passing of her mother and brother - Bad hair days or when her hair will not cooperate

____________________________________________ O C C U P A T I O N. - Diplomat for Alidasht - Foreign Affairs - Man Eater - Lady Killer H O B B I E S. - Reading and writing poetry - Dancing and singing, although she doesn't do the latter anymore - Spending money - Making the ladies swoon S K I L L S. - Diplomacy and Foreign Affairs - Singing and dancing - Acrobatics and flexibility - Would her tongue count? - Bow and arrow master - Harp

will post my Varian knight later today

@Rodiak

I accept! :D Beautiful job

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For approval;

Prince Felix Camilia

P R I N C E F E L I X C A M I L I A

_{T H E R E ' S N O R E A L M A G I C I N T H I S W O R L D ,
O N L Y L O V E - T H E R E S T I S J U S T S M O K E A N D M I R R O R S .}

P S Y C H O L O G Y

^{M A L E ⋆ P R I N C E
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B L O N D E H A I R ⋆ G R E E N E Y E S ⋆ P A L E S K I N}

_{L I K E S}

⋆ Reading (Politics)
⋆ Rapier
⋆ Tea

_{D I S L I K E S}

⋆ Inconstance
⋆ Skirmishes
⋆ Remission

_{F E A R S}

⋆ Disrespect
⋆ Romance
⋆ Sedition

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

Vain but not always pompous; clever but not always well-informed; polite but not always engaging; intelligent but not always rational; Felix has the wit to overcome his odds and remain stealthy in his inhibitions. He is a tall man with a beautiful complexion; his keen presence invites respect, honor, and duty; his engagement encourages power and political alliances; his manner promotes vigor and gentleness. However, perfect the man is not.

He is at odds with his moral values. While he entertains the importance of duty, he fails to feel enjoyment in the fruition of the act; while he continues the game of strategy and tactics, he fails to excel for the lust of life; while he is well-read and studied, his ignorance can stop him from completely occupying his relationships; while he is meticulously dressed and mannered, his idle interest in the opposite gender cause for curiosity and and skepticism; while sharp and amusing, his droll sense of involvement leans towards intricacy and dispassion.

It is evident that he protects his position with loyalty. For, despite all his foibles, Felix is adamant to keep the honor of his duty at large, even if it means breaking some of himself to make ends meet. A protective sense of brotherhood has been extended to his family, and for this reason, he would never break any internal strife to anyone but himself in fear of upsetting the status quo. An example of such is the following: he is currently engaged for political opportunism, and while he finds nothing less interesting than the prospect of his future wife, he continues his due diligence while working inside the subject matter. It is safe to say, the man is guarded by more than just royal subjects.

B A C K G R O U N D

_{O C C U P A T I O N}

Prince

_{L I V I N G I M M E D I A T E F A M I L Y M E M B E R S}

_{^{F A T H E R}}
King Alexandre Camilia
_{^{M O T H E R}}
Queen Rosa Camilia
_{^{S I S T E R}}
Princess Beatrice Camilia

_{D E A D I M M E D I A T E F A M I L Y M E M B E R S}

_{^{N / A}}
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_{C U R R E N T C O M P A N I O N S}

TBA

_{C U R R E N T A N D P A S T L O V E R (S)}

_{^{F I A N C E}}
Lady Thea Smithwood

_{H I S T O R Y}

Praised as the first son but second child of the Camilia lineage, Felix was pampered, groomed, and raised in the finest. His palette is lauded his seriousness for his position in society. This seriousness began at a young age for him, which began with his learning to read and spell before his time. His inquisitiveness guaranteed him an intellect well beyond his age, and when he practiced swordsmanship, it was evident that the level-headed boy had athleticism and patience to match his smarts. Alongside his noble older sister, Princess Beatrice, Felix was the pride of the Camilia family.

His reputation proceeded him as the aforementioned qualities, which made him a likely match for his current fiancé, Lady Thea Smithwood. Her rowdy disposition for life would be cured by Prince Felix's qualitative and meditative type. However, as time has gathered, Felix has found the relationship more than challenging. He was never interested in her, having no desire for romance or love. As he did undertake the dutiful nature of the arrangement, he has not proven himself ready for the lackluster qualities that drive his fiancé. Many of times, he has had to dirty his generally clean hands in relationships of his lady. He has also seen the relationship to cause unwanted talk amongst his social group. For this, he questions the arrangement on the side that his family may be hurt under these circumstances, and in order to make up for these differences, the prince has taken it upon himself to engage with other duties to gain his popularity among the subjects of his kingdom.

O T H E R

N/A

@Mole

We accept! To the character tab :D

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Time: Early Evening
Location: Caesonia Castle Ball Room in Sorian

The elegant and lofty ballroom of the Caesonia Kingdom had impressed for centuries and King Edin had no doubt it would not succeed now to delight the eyes of the Alidasht people in the forthcoming arrival. Gilded structures lined the pillars on the wall as well as brilliant lit torches. Blue curtains framed each archway. The magnificently large open floor reflected the figures as they moved about. Upon the balcony, that could be accessed from the grand staircase, were musicians who kept the vast room alive with the sound of a glorious melody.

Lining the sides of the ballroom were long tables covered in a large assortment of delicacies that were sure to entice any attending. A large glistening hog with a juicy apple adorning its mouth served as the centerpiece of one table. Surrounding it were delicious roast vegetables of all varieties hand-picked from the finest farms of Caesonia. Not knowing what these exotic royals preferred, it had been ordered that every type of exquisite food known to his chefs would be made available. Pheasants, beef, and even frog legs were laid out in amazing works of art, clearly done so purely to impress.

King Edin Danrose had held this ball to welcome the royal children of Alidasht, who would be spending the season with them. He was certain to impress. A man of his standards and reputation made sure he never failed to do so. The Varian Kingdom had been invited too as he wanted to make sure his sons had their options open. They had certainly come of age to start browsing for wives, despite his hopes to keep their relations within the Kingdom. He sat on a magnificent throne in the back of the room gazing upon the people as they danced, scanning the room for his anticipated visitors. Queen Alibeth was at his side on a smaller throne as she gripped its intricately-detailed handles, her expression unreadable. The clothes of the couple were, of course, extravagant and over the top. Alibeth was never seen without her decadent earrings and oversized crystal necklaces; Edin never without his humongous, jeweled crown and long red cape. It was expected that their sons Prince Wulfric and Prince Azer would be timely and arrive quite soon.

Count Calbert was observed entering, his pale beautiful wife Liliane on his arm. All eyes were on them as they entered gracefully. Sweet Countess Lily dressed humbly yet still looked angelic as she always did. Count Calbert had the same smirk tugging on his lips as his deep blue eyes hovered the room, taking it in like an alert wolf as he sized up a clearing for prey. Their stunning daughter Lady Violet was sure to follow not far behind. The sight of Count Calbert Damien himself stirred conversation amongst the guests as they speculated whether or not Duke Lorenzo Vikena would make a showing after disappearing for so long. It had not been long ago that Calbert and Lorenzo seemed to always be sighted around each other. Many admired Calbert’s generous heart as he had been there for Lorenzo when no one else wanted to.
Various other Caesonia nobles made their way into the room from all over the Kingdom. Once their line had finished, in came the Varian Kingdom nobles.

King Alixandre Camilia arrived next, his hand enclosed with his dazzling wife Queen Rosa Camilia. He greeted those around the entrance with pleasantries and handshakes. The blonde-haired, kind-faced man was never seen without his smile and seemed to treat strangers like dear friends. A hush loomed over the room as Queen Rosa’s youthful ethereal beauty always invoked feelings among all she graced her presence with. She too smiled and greeted all with her husband with poise. Necks were craned as guests looked for the sight of the enchanting Princess Beatrice and Prince Felix of the Varian Kingdom.

Chatter once again commenced as the often gossiped about Duchesses of the Varian Kingdom made their quiet entrance. Despite the rumors that circulated across the room, Duchess Alice Smithwood wore a smile of true happiness as she pulled her darling Valerie into a dance almost immediately upon entry. It was clear when the two were around each other, no one else existed.
Curiosity was rampant for how Lord Leo and Lady Thea would look as it had been some time since the two had entered the Caesonia Kingdom.

While all eyes were on the Varian Duchesses, Count Sebastian Blackwood and his niece, Lady Mina Blackwood, slipped into the ballroom on silent feet. Surprisingly, despite reports of the Varian Count being rather sickly, he looked healthy as ever. A pleasant smile lived on his face as he quietly said something to his niece before departing from her to speak with an acquaintance he’d spotted across the room. Lady Mina seemed to watch him briefly, a small bit of concern evident on her face before she moved to retrieve a drink and stand off to the side observing people.

There was a long pause from people entering the ballroom until a servant suddenly entered, looking a little frantic before trying to compose themselves as they swiftly made their way towards King Edin. Eyes fell on the servant, confusion apparent, as they watched the man whisper something to the king. Before he could finish, however, the doors of the ballroom burst open as an extravagant entourage of humans and animals entered the ballroom. First to enter were veiled women with baskets of flower petals, dancing around as they spread the flower petals. Next to enter were armed guards who eyed all in the room, searching for any threat. Finally, carried on a palanquin, entered Sultan Raif Kadir, dressed in exotic purple and gold robes and an adorable monkey on his shoulder he was feeding dates. Beside him entered his Grand Vizier and brother, Hafiz Kadir, dressed in a similar fashion with a smug smirk on his face as he watched the expressions of others. The plethora of children of the sultan was sure to follow, perhaps even with animals of their own.

The Danroses, the guests, and all were in awe and disbelief.

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@JJ Doe@Sanity43217To the character tab with these wonderful accepted characters!

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

@princess I saw the plot summary in the first post, I was just checking to see if I understood it correctly. Also, while I'd love to join the discord, the link's broken 😅

@CollectorOfMyst

I also just updated it!