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𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂𝓷

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩

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Age; 21
Status; Princess of Avalon
Zodiac sign; Taurus
Height; 5"6
Pet; Black cat, Samus

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Background; Rosalina was raised by a loving mother, but a harsh and unforgiving father. Her father did his best to make her into an arrogant leader, but her mother raised her much differently and she took after her mother. Eventually her father gave up on trying to make her into the leader he was and began to focus on her brothers.
Personality; Rosalina is very adventurous person and will always be looking for a person that will be crazy with her. She is often describes as a very energetic person, a hopeless romantic, and a dreamer. She has high hopes for her future, and will always push to get whatever she can out of herself. She is very fun to be around, and is extremely friendly to those who are nice to her as well. For her future as queen she hopes to be a more forgiving than her father, and be a queen who focuses on forgiveness rather than war.
Likes; Rosalina loves hikes, tea, coffee, and making new friends.
Dislikes; Rosalina dislikes being restrained to a boring schedule that repeats day after day. She hates patterns, and really dislikes the quiet so she is always seen to be listening to music.

𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩

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Age; 21
Status; Prince of Everdeene
Zodiac sign; Cancer
Height; 6'0
Pet; Mastiff, Brutus

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Background; Caspian was born into a long line of royals who like him, was determined to create a long lasting legacy. Since birth he has been told he is better than anyone else so therefore he treats them like such. He prides himself in his horse riding and bow hunting skills that rival many. Through guidance from his father and royal advisors, he has become prepared to rule the kingdom and hold the world in the palm of his hands.
Personality; Caspian is a rather standoffish, stubborn, and prideful prince and only his close friends know that there is a second, softer side to him. However for the sake of the kingdom and for his father, he presents to everyone else as these three traits.
Likes; Caspian likes luxury, bow hunting, horse riding, his servants, and having a powerful legacy.
Dislikes; Caspian dislikes ignorance, disobedience, bitters, and betrayal.

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─────────𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚜──────────

nickname: none
age: twenty-three
gender: male
rank: knight
personality: a no-nonsense type of personality, kieran doesn't like not being in charge. he worked his way through the ranks very quickly as a knight and now is one of two personal guards to the princess. he sees it as a stepping stone towards being either personal guard to the ruler of the country or becoming captain of the guard. he tries to limit his interactions with her unless strictly necessary, but she is a very adventurous person and often seems to drive him crazy. despite his gruff exterior, he has a soft spot for animals. he tends to find himself in the palace stables when off duty, sitting for hours with his favorites.
history: growing up, kieran lived close to the poverty line. his father had abandoned him, his mother, and his brother at a young age. this left him to be "the man of the house" so to speak. he picked up odd jobs growing up to help put food on the table. it engrained a strong sense of responsibility into him and he felt compelled to work his way towards a job that would boost his stature. it's why he is so ornery towards those who break his rules, but he doesn't particularly care if someone
dislikes him. he is there for a job that he intends to do well to support his family.
family: mother and brother
other: none

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nickname: lottie
age: twenty
gender: female
rank: princess
personality: more on the reserved side, lottie often comes across as cold and stuck-up. she isn't fond of making small-talk and often gets a bit flustered in the moment. she prefers to be tucked away in a corner, book in hand, escaping the responsibilities of her role. she often wishes that she was among the common people, but part of her knows that she might not enjoy the life. she's grown accustomed to the luxuries her role gives her, even if it does come with some limitations. despite her more reserved nature, she does have a bit of fire in her. she could get into a heated argument with the right person, and that unfortunately seems to always be her prideful fiance. the two are like fire and water in her mind and she just couldn't fathom ever getting along with him. if anything, it made her wish for the romance from her books even more.
history: growing up, lottie often wished for a sibling, but her mother was unable to conceive another child much to her father's annoyance. he always wanted a son, someone who could carry on the family name. she always felt like a burden to him, perhaps why she uses her books as an escape. she did everything in her power growing up to be someone her father could be proud of. this is likely the reason behind her cold exterior, striving for constant perfection and approval from her dad.
family: mother and father
other: none

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𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂𝓷

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩

Rosalina woke up to her handmaiden calling her name which produced a soft groan out of her, she wasn't exactly excited to wake up this morning. She was scheduled to meet her future husband, the Prince of Austra, who was rumored to be just as bad as her father was. She had no desire to get married, especially not to a prince who thinks she is just a pretty face and should bow to his every move. But alas, she had no choice in the matter as papers had already been signed and her future was sealed away. When she was younger she had dreams of ruling the country herself, making it become friendly and prosperous from farming as it once was. Now the land was desolate and the soil was dry, a deed done by none less than her own father. At times she had wondered how she was possibly related to such a dastardly human, but she knew she was her mothers child no less, that could not be argued. After a while she realized her mother was married off to her father just in the way she was about to be married off to Prince Sebastian.

After a few more minutes of protest the princess dragged herself out of her bed and into the bathroom where all of her handmaidens began to fuss over her. After about an hour of grooming, preening, and dressing they had finally deemed her 'fit enough' to go meet her husband to be. Her hair was done into soft curls and she was squeezed into a baby pink dress adorned with diamond jewelry and with her golden crown gently placed on top of her head. After all of this was done she was escorted to her father, the king, for his final seal of approval on her appearance. Of course he had a few minor things that was off about her appearance that were quickly fixed by her handmaidens before she was able to get into the carriage. She would be accompanied by one handmaiden, Astrid, and her two loyal knights, and the only thing she could be happy about was the fact the three made good company for the trip.

She quietly walked alongside Astrid through the winding hallways and out onto the drawbridge where the carriage was waiting for her. She smiled sadly and nodded slightly to the knights waiting for her before carefully sliding into the back of the carriage. She sighed softly as the carriage started rolling onto the cobblestone streets of the town, looking out the window, watching the town she grew up in slowly disappear into fields of grass.

𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽

Caspian had been up for a few minutes already, having quickly changed into his sporting outfit so that he could go on a horse ride to clear his head. He had already made sure his mastiff, Brutus, was fed so all he had left to do for the day was look through the piles upon piles of wedding suggestions. Even though he had assumed it would be the bride's job, since he was going to be the king one day, it was his duty to preapprove all of the wedding plans, and then let her go through his approved ones and sort through those. Originally he had thought this task would be easy, but when stacks upon stacks of offers came through he was quickly proven wrong.

He sighed as he walked out to the stables, motioning to the stable boys to prepare his Clydesdale horse for him, smirking as they scurried to bend to his will. He enjoyed power more than anything else, and it was always a pleasure to be served by them as it gave him such a thrill. After his horse was prepared he climbed up into the saddle and rode off into the forest, enjoying the sense of freedom it gave him. After about an hour of prancing around the forest he headed back to the castle, knowing that he would have more papers to look through.

Caspian sat at his desk looking over wedding planning papers when there was a soft knock at his door. "Come in." He muttered, hoping it wasn't more wedding plans that he was going to have to sign off on. He already had a full stack he would have to go over later with the bride when she decided to grace him with her presence. Neither of them were happy about this arrangement, but he preferred to get it over with now rather than later. He looked up with a slight grimace on his face as he saw his servant with another full stack in his hands. "Put those on this side," he said, gesturing to the pile on the left side of his desk which was the pile he hadn't gone through yet. As soon as the stack was set down he waved the servant off, having no need for his presence at the moment. Earlier in the morning he had already sent a letter off to princess Charlotte through her handmaiden who he happened to run into in the hall. He sighed as he grabbed the letter on the top of the stack and continued sorting through what he wanted and what he didn't.

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♢ princess ♢ twenty ♢ location: castle library ♢

reclined in the bay window of the library, charlotte stared at the letter she was holding, the forgotten book sitting open in her lap. the scrawl of the letter indicated it was from her husband-to-be. her lips curled down in a frown. as per usual, he was too busy to ever come to her and requested, once again, that she come to him. she let the letter flutter to the floor, letting her nails lightly scratch at her arm. she had an odd habit of doing so, letting the soft sensation distract her from her thoughts. looking out the window, she stared down at the guards patrolling, then to the town beyond the castle walls.

part of her wishes she could leave the castle by herself, given the chance to explore, but she knew that would never happen. there was protocol that dictated when and where she could go outside the castle walls. certainly a farmer's market was out of the question. if she ever left, it was typically for fundraisers and banquets. very rarely out to a restaurant. her father seemed to prefer that she stay where he could keep an eye on her, but it seemed he was letting her fiancé begin to take over that role.

her gaze traveled back to the letter on the floor, and in a sudden fit of anger, she ripped it in two. the wedding was coming up fast and she had yet to make any sort of connection with her fiancé. if he wasn't throwing up walls, she was the one doing so. she knew she had her flaws, but she just couldn't understand the match her father had made for her. the two of them hadn't gotten along once in their year long engagement. how he expected heirs to come out of the arrangement was beyond her. settling back into her seat, she picked up her book. if her fiancé was so desperate for her presence, he had two feet that were perfectly capable of coming to find her.

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♢ knight ♢ twenty-three ♢ location: king's office ♢

sitting in an uncomfortable, wooden-backed chair, kieran met the king's eyes steadily. he wasn't sure of the exact reasoning to be called into such a private meeting, but it took everything in him to not let his nerves get the best of him. he needed this job to continue to provide for his family, but he didn't want to play those cards unless absolutely necessary. and he hoped that never happened. he wasn't ashamed of his family, but he was ashamed of his prior status of almost-poverty. while being a knight was nothing to brag about money-wise, it came with significant respect and honor, something he aimed to seize for
himself while earning money.

"princess rosalina is to be married to prince sebastian in about a month," the king started. "she needs someone other than that handmaiden of her to be close to her, someone i can trust to have her back while also keeping an eye on her for me," he emphasized. kieran arched a brow in surprise, but said nothing. if the king wanted an almost spy on his daughter, that was beyond him to judge. "she's already not happy with me, but i need to make sure that she is representing our kingdom properly. do you think you have what it takes to keep an eye on her?"

kieran considered him carefully, before jerking a short nod. he didn't expect much from watching and guarding the princess. from his experience, most people within a royal family or those close to a royal family typically held themselves to high standards. he couldn't imagine the princess throwing that big of a wrench in the king's plans. "she's off to see prince sebastien today, but should be back soon. when she comes back, introduce yourself as her new guard, but do not let her know the reasoning. make something up if you have to." kieran nodded again. the king smirked. "not big on words. i think you and i will get along great. dismissed." kieran rose from his chair and exited the office. he let a smile curl his lips once the doors were closed. this was exactly what he needed to move up in position. now to just figure out a new schedule for the princess and inform her of the changes when she arrived home.

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𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽

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Caspian ruffled through a few more papers before his patience was finally up, where was that godforesaken princess. He knew where he would find her of course, it seemed as if she spent every waking moment of hers in the library. But what could she possibly be doing that was too important to come to his office, nothing. After further thinking he came to the conclusion that she was simply trying to test his patience, which is what it seemed she had been doing since the day that she had arrived. He cursed his father for picking such an unfit match for him, but knew it was for the best of both kingdoms. He didn't have a problem with marriage, it was who he was marrying that was the problem. Their whole time in public together was a fake show of affection that as soon as the two reached the private castle walls was turned into bitter arguments. It was rather tiring, but he was not going to relent on his standpoints so easily.

After a few moments of pondering if he was going to waste his time to go and fetch her, he finally got up and started to walk through the castle walls. They had to get this planning done one way or another, or the two of them would experience a hell like no other from both of their fathers and he wasn't going to risk his throne over a pesky woman. He soon reached the entrance of the library and walked in to find the letter torn and the princess reclining as if she didn't have a care in the world. "I see you weren't a fan of my letter." He said coldly as he walked to stand before the princess, his arms crossed over his chest as if he was disappointed. "I am beyond sorry to bother you as you seem to be beyond busy, but it seems like we have a wedding to plan." He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he spoke.

𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂𝓷

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After a few minutes of traveling, Rosalina and her companions were finally at the Kingdom of Austra, which didn't look much different than her hometown. It was dark, gray, and desolate, the commoners of the town looked rather depressed and she wasn't surprised. The current king had also ran through the town with war to expand the kingdom, which ended up making it larger but less profitable and happy. The fields were now factories, pummeling smoke up into the sky which cast a dreary haze over the town. Of course the lands close to the castle looked different, as it was situated on higher land, therefore not reaping the affects of the smoke. She shook her head to herself, not being very excited for more of the same. As she stepped out of the carriage that had brought her, she was immediately escorted to the king and the prince. She had to stay there for a few hours, and trying to get along with the prince was a rather lost cause.

Finally after what had seemed like hours, the sky had begun to darken signaling it was time for her to return to her castle. She bid her farewells, feigning a smile before slipping into the comfort of her carriage. As soon as the door was shut her smile dropped and she laid her head against the doorframe and sighed softly as they began their ride back home. She had absolutely hated the prince, just as she suspected and felt rather doomed to a life of sadness. She sighed in relief as she arrived back to her own castle and was escorted back to her room, where she saw a new knight waiting for her. "May I help you?" She questioned, immediately rather suspicious of the new face right after her visit with the prince.

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♢ princess ♢ twenty ♢ location: castle library ♢

her blue eyes flicked up to meet his as he stood over her reclined form. smoothing out the skirt of her gown, she swung her feet over the bench, curling her fingers around the lip as she leaned forwards. "i figured if it was that important, you would do your future wife the favor of coming to collect her yourself." her voice dripped with her own sarcasm. she couldn't seem to control her tongue around the infuriating man. anyone else who knew her pegged her as the quiet, aloof type, but it seemed she could be argumentative when needed.

she tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she thought over her next words. she didn't want any part of the wedding planning, but she knew that not only would caspian have a fit at her not joining him, but she would never hear the end of it from her own father. her eyebrows scrunched slightly at the thought of her father, but she quickly smoothed her expression to cool indifference. "well, husband, we best get going so that i can get back to something i actually enjoy, because lord knows your presence is not my favorite thing."

it was probably a low blow, but she knew better than to expect it to be the worst thing said between the two of them. she stood up from her seat, closing her book and holding it close to her chest. she didn't want to leave it sitting out in the library, too afraid that its keeper would place it back on the shelves. with no semblance of order to the shelving, something she direly needed to fix, she would've spent hours looking for it. that simply wouldn't be acceptable to her considering she had just gotten to the part where the main characters realized they cared for each other. what she wouldn't give to have that kind of love, but no, she was stuck with a prideful prince who she wasn't sure cared for any part of her. "lead the way," she said shortly.

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♢ knight ♢ twenty-three ♢ location: rosalina's room ♢

the hours passed slowly for kieran. he spent some time getting himself acquainted with the wing of the castle that housed princess rosalina's quarters. after that, he found himself at the stables, leaning against a particular chestnut mare's stall. she was the first horse he was assigned to as a rookie in the guard and the one he learned to ride on. she was a stubborn mare and gave him a run for his money, but a mutual respect formed between them. rubbed a hand along her muzzle, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "how's it going girl?" he murmured. "you giving them just as much as you gave me?" she was reassigned to another guard when kieran was promoted to duties inside the castle. now as a personal guard to the princess, he imagined he would have even less time to spend with her.

he stayed with the mare for nearly an hour when he saw the sun begin to set. figuring that the princess was either home, or at least on the way home, he made his way back into the castle and towards her quarters. he leaned against the doorframe, phone in hand, scrolling through some text messages with his mother. the sound of footsteps reached his ear and he slid the phone into his back pocket, standing upright and at attention.

it was his first time seeing the princess up close. she was several inches shorter than him and had thick, long blonde hair. he scanned her from head to toe, ensuring she didn't exhibit any apparent signs of distress. with time, he would be able to read her better and get a good feel for what she required. before he could introduce himself as her new guard, she began to question him first. he arched an eyebrow in surprise, but answered nonetheless. "kieran, your new personal guard." he said gruffly, then tacked on, "king's orders." he lifted a corner of his mouth, unsure how she would take the news.

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𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩
"What can I saw, it was simply more convenient to have your handmaiden pass the note onto you. Maybe if you decided to sleep in the same bed as me like a good married couple would do, I wouldn't have done such a thing." Caspian snapped back, now getting rather frustrated with the woman. She acted as if she wouldn't have done the same thing, between the two of them they always had a middle man to do their duties between them. The only time they worked like a couple was when they were out in public, which was when they had to.

"Maybe my presence would be more enjoyable if you weren't so insufferable. I could be rather agreeable if you were princess," he shot back, unafraid for sending a low blow back at her. He couldn't help but chuckle a little bit at the banter, even though it was rather frustrating at times it could be rather entertaining for him. "Let's go to my study my dear, I have stacks upon stacks of papers for you to go through." He said as he turned on his heels, starting to walk back to his study.

He walked silently alongside the princess, holding his head high as he strolled through the castle walls. He opened the door for Charlotte, feigning a bow as she walked through, looking at her with a slight smirk playing at his lips. "Hopefully this will be the last stack we have to go through, I have been doing this for the past week." He said as he took his seat behind the desk, pushing the stack of papers over to her side of the desk. "These I have already gone through and preapproved, please hand me the ones you approve of as well so I may sign them." He said coldly, leaning back in his chair to gauge her reaction.





𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂𝓷


✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩

"King's orders hm?" Rosalina questioned with a soft sigh escaping from her lips. "Trust me I know what that means," she said, pushing past him to get into her room. "Well, Kieran, I assume you are here because my father believes that I will start to cause trouble. Don't you worry I have absolutely no intentions of doing such." She lied, speaking in such a sweet tone that most would believe her, because why wouldn't they she was a simple princess after all.

However but what most didn't know is that most nights she would sneak out of her room, out of the castle walls even, and into the forest surrounding the castle. It was the only sense of freedom she had left and because of her marriage predicament those trips had become more frequent and much longer. She planned on going on one of her little trips as soon as the knight left her room and she had changed into more hiking appropriate clothes. "Now will you please excuse me so I can get ready for bed?" She questioned, smiling sweetly at the other to hide her other intentions.

[baby blue]

─── [♕] ─── 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎
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♢ princess ♢ twenty ♢ location: castle library then caspian's office ♢

lottie's jaw dropped open minimally at his words before she snapped it closed. she inhaled deeply, stilling the words forming in her mouth. she dropped her gaze back to her book momentarily, before she looked back at him again. "you forget caspian," her words dripping with sarcasm, "we aren't married. sleeping in the same bed is not expected of me yet and i hope to keep it that way. i want to remain in my own quarters after the wedding, with or without your blessing." she couldn't fathom spending that much time with him to share such an intimate space. she liked having a room to herself and wasn't going to sacrifice it for a prideful prince.

a frown marred her face at his command to join him in his office. would it kill him to phrase it as a request? she figured it might considering he was to be king one day and was used to giving orders. with a sigh, she followed him quietly out of the library. she had been putting off these decisions for weeks now. with the wedding in less than a week, responsibility bore down on her. she wanted to balk at every turn, but with not only caspian breathing down her neck as well as her father, she made the decisions. they loomed over her, as if every signature on the forms caspian placed with another strike of the wedding bell.

she sat down opposite of him and began to leaf through the papers. a majority of them contained catering options, wedding cake designs, and some information about the reception ball after the ceremony. the food was easy, seeing as she wasn't a picky eater. handing off whatever was on top of those stacks to him to sign, she stared at the papers regarding the reception ball. not only was she becoming princess to caspian's country, but he was becoming a prince to hers. there was a significant amount of legal paperwork regarding the situation. blowing out a breath, she leaned back in the chair and looked across the desk at her fiance. "do you have any input regarding the reception ball? do you care for those who are attending? anyone in particular i need to meet and impress?" while she may not be fond of this arrangement, the last thing she wanted to do was embarrass herself, much less her father.

─── [⚔︎] ─── 𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗
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♢ knight ♢ twenty-three ♢ location: rosalina's room ♢

seems she has already picked up on the reasoning herself, he mused. regardless, he still had a role to play for the king. he shook his head slightly at the princess's remark. "he just wants someone keeping you safe while you travel back and forth to see prince sebastien, nothing more." kieran made sure to keep his explanation short. one thing he knew was that the more he built up a story, the easier it would be to catch him in a lie. he wasn't sure how much the princess would believe him, but what she believed wasn't his concern. as long as the king knew he didn't outright say the reasoning, he was following orders.

his brows raised again at her request. he wasn't exactly sure what to expect from this meeting, maybe more than a brief introduction before dismissal, but instead she had already asked him to leave. dipping his head in a nod, he backed towards the door. "of course princess," he said with a small smile. "if you ever need anything, i'll be outside your door. if you require a walk around the grounds, let me know and i will accompany you. and, if you wish to leave castle grounds, please let me know in advance so that i can arrange transportation and additional guards. with your wedding coming up, i'm sure you have quite the agenda. have a good night." he bowed slightly at the waist before stepping outside the door, softly closing it behind him. he figured this would be a rather easy job with the princess's quiet nature. leaning against the door frame, he settled in for a long night.

[cronchbottle]

𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩
"Well as of who you need to impress, the neighboring kingdom royals will be attending. Please do your best to be polite to the royals of Avalon, which is the neighboring kingdom on the left and to the royals of Austra which is the kingdom to our right. The two kingdoms are also having a wedding as well a few weeks after ours and we are invited, we will want to make sure that invitation stays on the table for negotiation purposes." Caspian replied after a moment of thinking who the two of them would want to give extra attention to. Being invited to this wedding was a sign of positive relations with both of the neighboring countries, as Avalon and Evergreene had a rather rocky past.

"What about you my darling? Any of your friends or relatives I need to charm?" The prince questioned, a glimmer of a snarky smile was seen in his eyes. "I'm sure I won't have to do much work, as typically royals love me." He said, softly chuckling as he knew that would get a snappy comment out of her. He knew he wasn't even trying to smooth their dynamic as he chose to make these comments that would only fuel the flame of hatred between the two.

He took the papers she had approved and began signing him with his favorite ink as he preferred to sign royal documents with his calligraphy pen instead of a regular mechanic one. He took the papers she didn't approve and added them to the stack he had already denied which he would throw away at a later time, once he knew he didn't have anything more to go through. "Thank you." He said rather reluctantly as she gave him the last piece of paper.

𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂𝓷

✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩✩Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ✩
Rosalina scoffed at his comment about needing an escort outside of castle grounds, did he really assume she was going to do that? Most likely, as she held a spotless reputation among the other guards, but she had a feeling that her reputation was about to change. She was not about to simply roll over to her fathers demands as she was not one to simply listen to a man because they were a man.

As soon as the door was closed and the castle was silent, the princess headed over to her closet and unlocked her hidden safe, containing a pair of pants and a dark long sleeved shirt. It was commoner clothes, hidden away so that her father would never find such a thing in her closet. She could only imagine the look on his face if she was seen in them, his face would redden and a vein would certainly pop out of his forehead out of rage. She giggled slightly at the notion as she slipped into these clothes, afterwards tying her hair out of her face in a ponytail. She smiled to herself in the mirror, proud of her ability to be quiet when needed.

She briskly walked over to her window, gently and slowly sliding it up before slipping out to the balcony below. She left a little crack, but nothing more, just enough that she could lift it back up when she returned from her adventure. She looked around for any outside guards before creeping around the path where she knew no soldiers were stationed at during this time of night, just like she usually did. She made her way to the castle wall and slipped out, unnoticed by anyone, at least for the time being. For now she made her way to the cliffside, where she always went to sit and ponder what her life had become.