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Annamarie
The red-head elf pirate strolled into the elaborate ballroom, with fancy dresses and fancy well tailored suits. Even if she was a pirate, she knew of the elaborate ways that royals met and socialized in high society. She knew that she had gazes on her figure, I mean come on. It’s not every day that you see an elf with red hair wearing a blue dress. It was definitely a color clash, and the women that where there in the ball room whispered under hushed voices. How did she pull off such a look with her hair? What sorcery is this? She strolled on through and picked up a glass of whatever was on the waiters tray. Mmfph, could be better than stupid champagne. If it where her choice, she’d drink rum on her ship any day of the week. But she has to blend in. Annamarie watched underneath her mask and waited for her crew to show up, and speak the devil, the two men appeared wearing matching suits and matching masks.

“Any word of our princess?” The elf asked them behind the mask. “Yes, we overheard that she would also be in a blue dress and a lavish mask.” Her crew said to her while eating from the table foods. “Captain, look there over yonder, think that’s her.” Annamarie chuckled lightly and moved her mask to eat some of the food. “Looks like some guy isn’t too fond of her saying no.”

She waded through the crowd of people that were dancing, “Let the lady be, we are at a ball. Have some manners. Or will I have to teach you some?” She said with a slight threatening tone.

Onyx
The dark elf picked up on her sadness when she mentioned. “Surely you’d be allowed to go back? I don’t see why you wouldn’t be allowed. Just because we are in an arranged marriage doesn’t mean you couldn’t go back home. That wouldn’t be very fair.” If he was in her position Onyx would definitely fight for his right to go back home, even if he had to flee the other kingdom he arrived in. “Come, surely your parents must be worried. They’d be in the meeting room, discussing affairs.”

In a blink of an eye, his magic washed over him and he was soon in his royal attire. And he stepped out of the room, opening the door and letting Amara exit first, the dark elf closing the door behind him. Considering that he grew up in the palace, it only took a couple of turns here and there to get the meeting room. Upon arrival he was bombarded by his parents, asking where he was at, how he was doing and the like. Onyx was very embarrassed and just wanted to hide, but he had to stay due to the political marriage.

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Rosalina was greatly enjoying her time as her suitors spun her around the dance floor, her dress swirling around her effortlessly as they did so. Her eyes sparkled in the light as she danced, her hair shone as beautifully as the wheat from a fresh harvest, this truly was where she felt the most beautiful.

However the princesses bliss was torn away from her when a male, quite a bit taller than her stood over her threateningly, demanding a dance rather than asking. The look of disgust was plastered blatantly across her face, shaking her head denying him the dance as one who demanded rather than asked, was not her type. As she turned to leave the male grasped her wrist, his eyes telling his intentions to make her dance no matter what.

Thankfully she heard a female voice rang out and a sigh of relief escaped from her lips as the male faltered, allowing her to get her hand away from him. She watched thankfully as she watched the male leave in a rather foul move and she would remember to have him escorted out once she came across one of her guards. However for now she turned to face her savior, a rather beautiful female in fact. "Thank you... Miss?" She questioned, a lovely smile appearing on her lips, reflecting her gratefulness.


"I am not sure, I believe I am expected to become your devoted wife. If I am to go anywhere they surely will require me to have you as a guardian." Amara told Onyx, rather surprised at the fact that the male understood her feelings. "Yes, yes, I am sure they are. Let's focus on other things than my misfortune hm?" The female suggested, replacing her frown with a slight smile.

At the bright flash of magic the female jumped back in fear, flashbacks of her teen years beginning to overwhelm her for a second. Thankfully the female shook the fear off, her pride becoming the stronger emotion. Besides it seemed as if Onyx was just using his magic to change his clothing, which she couldn't help but admit were rather stylish. As the two entered into the room the shifter carefully analyzed the relationship between the male and his parents. Her eyes narrowed and her head tilted to the side as she carefully looked over the difference in the male's behavior. She couldn't help but admit that it was a little bit cute to see him flustered, but only a little bit.

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Annamarie
The pirate thought for a moment wondering if she should give her a fake name. It would be a good idea in practice, but the half elf decided against it. “I’m Annamarie.” She did a little curtsy in greeting to the princess. Under her mask she grinned, after all her two crew mates were already in place by now, as well as her ship. “I will admit, these parties aren’t my scene. I never grew up in nobility, but I know enough to blend in with it.” The she elf laughed behind her mask slightly,

The pirate was slightly under pressure considering that she wasn’t in her element, but she’ll manage. Afterall, Annamarie wouldn’t be the pirate captain she was now if she couldn’t blend in a simple party. “Surely your the princess I’ve heard about? Why don’t you tell me your name so I don’t have to keep calling your princess.” She grinned under her mask, it wouldn’t be bad calling her princess as a cute nickname.

“Don’t these parties get boring for you princess? Surely you must have something to entertain yourself with.” Annamarie had said to her.

Onyx
Even though he was embarrassed by his mother who was currently dotting on him making his face warm, even though it wasn’t visible due to his dark colored skin. “Mom, I’m fine, and you’re embarrassing me.” He whispered to his mother. “Oh my darling boy, how can I not? I thought I lost you when I didn’t see you inside the palace when we arrived.”

Onyx pulled away from his mother and composed himself. “I was in the crowd watching the royal procession, I noticed that the princess had gotten separated from her family and did the most sensible thing in the time I had. Even though she could handle herself, I didn’t want my future wife to have to make a bad impression on her new people. The people don’t know it was the prince that saved the foreign princess.”

The dark elf took a deep breath, keeping his composure and trying to make a good impression with Amara’s parents. Hopefully with what he said doesn't offend them. “Now, shall we get to discussing wedding plans or how to dispel the mob that’s outside the palace, considering that the people weren’t told about the wedding?” Onyx glared looking at his parents.

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"Nice to meet you Annamarie," Princess Rosalina replied, copying the other's curtsey with one of her own. The woman standing before her was rather lovely and certainly more intriguing than the other guests who were vying for her attention. Instead of vying for her attention, Annamarie seemed to have caught hers. "Well you certainly could have fooled me, you do a wonderful job at fitting in here, and your dress is absolutely captivating!" The princess replied, flashing the female one of her genuine bright smiles, something that was a rare sight as of late.

"Yes ma'am, that is I, rather unfortunately as of late." The woman replied, her eyes showing a slight glint of pain at the idea of being the princess at the moment. Typically being a princess was a joy, an honor, but for the past few weeks she had felt to be no more than a prisoner. "Hmm, you know I am a princess but not my name?" The female questioned, raising her eyebrow as she looked at the female before giggling softly. "I am teasing of course, my name is Princess Rosalina, but Rosalina is just fine." She said her eyes twinkling with a little mischief.

"Oh they do about halfway through once all of the attractive suitors have had their first dance, then it just becomes the same dance over and over again." The princess answered, her head tilting to the side as she analyzed the person standing before her. The female certainly seemed like someone she could get in quite a bit of trouble with and it was trouble that she desired. "What do you suppose I should do?" She questioned, awaiting her answer eagerly as she wouldn't mind sneaking out and avoiding the royal formalities. The princess had been locked in the castle long enough, she simply had to get out.


Amara

Amara's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief as she watched Onyx's family suffocate him with love, it certainly would be something she would tease him about later. The dragoness looked over to her own parents who seemed to be the same cold, and uncaring parents she had known for her whole life, they certainly were not the ones to fuss over their daughter. A twinge of pain tore through the female's heart along with slight jealousy at the thought of having such caring parents, but she quickly pushed that aside as she deemed it to be unimportant.

Amara's eyes narrowed as she listened to the prince speak, she surely could have taken care of herself without him there. "Maybe you should be more focused on them making a good impression on their new leader." She grumbled, which produced a rough elbow from her mother which she knew rather well. It meant she should shut up and put her head down so she did just that, a soft huff escaping from her lips along with a small puff of smoke.

The female's eyes flickered back up at the mention of wedding planning, she had already forgotten how soon the wedding was and she was awfully unprepared for such an event. The female knew exactly how she could dispel the mob, but she was well aware those actions wouldn't work out in her favor so she kept quiet, letting the others speak of their own plans.

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Annamarie
The half elf chuckled seemingly in wanting some mischief. “Well, I’m full of ideas that could lighten this boring party up.” She chuckled. “I’m not too sure what the other patrons would say about it, but I could sneakily try and have some dancers fall?” The pirate captain had said while moving her hands in her dress pockets. “Oh, and I’m not too sure if your dresses have these, but it’s a miracle for women clothes. It’s called pockets.” Annamarie had said, while showing her a bag that was full of marbles. “What do you say Rosalina?”


Onyx
After a few hours, the sunlight that was in the room was replaced with a soft glow of the setting sun. They had been discussing plans for hours and had finally decided on one that would hopefully appease the people of the kingdom. It would be him, Onyx revealing what his parents had said to him the day prior and talking about how the marriage would be a symbol of a new beginning with the two kingdoms becoming allies and a future of peace with the nation that Amara hails from..hopefully the people agree…

Onyx had retired to the outside balcony across from the room they were in and looked outside, the view of his soon to be kingdom, shinning amongst the darkness of the night. By now, his and Amara’s parents should have retired by now. He wasn’t too sure about dragon shifter sleeping habits, but they have to sleep at some point, right?

“Some crazy day, right?” The dark elf spoke to the dragoness, his soon to be wife. “Also, don’t think for a moment that I didn’t notice what your mother did to you, Amara. I won’t push you to tell me things as you’ve just met me and you still don’t trust me. But eventually in time things will be let out. Just not now.”

The dark elf prince gazed and heavy burden resented on his shoulders tomorrow. “What happens if I can’t get the people to accept the new order of wanting peace between kingdoms? Everything will go to ruin if I can’t convince them that this is for the better.”

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Rosalina

"I truly could use a little bit of excitement. It has been dreadfully boring being locked up in this place, I had even gone back to knitting to pass the time!" Rosalina exclaimed, giggling softly at how boring she must sound. "Pockets?" The princess questioned, her eyes widening as she looked at the other. "Pockets in women's clothing?" The female continued to question, quite invigorated at the sight. "All the men have those, but never have I ever seen them sewn into ours! Maybe you could let me look at them closer some time and I can stitch them into mine," she said, brimming with excitement at the thought.

At the sight of the marbles the female's eyes widened slightly, was she really about to let this stranger cause chaos for their own amusement. The elves eyes flickered around the ball where no one seemed to be paying them any mind, it would be perfect timing. "Oh hell lets do it!" The female said, her eyes flickering with a playfulness that hadn't been seen in quite some time.


Amara

The dragoness listened closely for some time as the their parents spoke of the wedding plans, it certainly sounded like they were planning something extravagant. As a few more moments ticked by the female began to become rather bored, she would much rather go with the flow instead of following a close agenda.

The female was rather thankful to see her husband to be excuse himself and begin to leave the throne room. Amara did the same, even though she didn't feel like trying to bond with the other it seemed much better than listening to wedding plans. "Crazy day indeed, I definitely didn't expect to be here." The female said in agreement, looking over to meet his gaze. The female let out a small sigh as she listened to his words, truly her mother thought of her as simply a pawn in this game of war and peace and it sure would become quite evident. "Don't worry, she is just making sure I don't step out of line and ruin everything like I usually do." The female replied somberly, leaning her arms against the balcony as she looked across her new kingdom.

The female's eyes looked over at the other with an empathetic gaze, a quite rare appearance from the dragoness. Truly she could tell that he was just as upset about the situation as she was, which softened her rough exterior just a little bit. "I don't know but it is my duty to be by your side throughout and I promise I will take that seriously." The female said, gently placing a hand on top of the others to show her genuine emotions. She couldn't hate him, maybe everyone else, but not someone who was just as wronged as she was.