Bio wrote:Name:Héloise
Goes by: Elias
Gender: Female
Age: Mid 20s
Ethnicity: Vanhorian
Birthday: November 1st
Horoscope: Scorpio
Time period: Medieval fantasy
Occupation: Soon to be Queen
Family: Father
Relationship status: Soon to be wed to Thema
Theme: Everybody wants to rule the world - Lorde
Home: Soon to be the Ibalendian castle
- username: Dolly
personality: Héloise's her name, milling's her game. Born into a poor family she worked herself to the bone trying to provide for them. Well err... she only had a father and he was a bit of a slacker when it came to working so making the money was always in her paws. You'd never know though, she carries herself like a queen after all. Some might say she's more royal than the ones wearing the crowns. She is full of herself, sometimes to much. She is the queen of her own world after all. "If you carry yourself like one, you are one", she'd say. She wont apologize if it's your wrong doing, no matter your rank or title you were in the wrong you apologize to her. Some would say she's a confident lass, others may say it is pure stupidity. No matter what rumors might spread, it wont get to her.
She wanted, no wants, to be great. She'll do what it takes to be. She feels she deserves it, like it was a birth right for her. She's said it before and she'd say it again, "I am the rightful queen". If she could never be queen she'd most likely force her children to the throne through rather unorthodox methods. Anyone who's spent more than a moment around her though, knows very well she'd in no way be a suitable leader. She's short tempered, often getting aggravated at little things such as someone questioning her choices, and power-hungry to a striking degree. She's no one you'd expect to come from the humble mill she did.
dream journal:
Dearest journal,
Last night I had the greatest of dreams about the upcoming occasion. I truly hope it becomes a reality this following day. Anyways I am rambling, let me share it so I do not forget.
I was walking to the ball in the most beautiful of gowns. It was silver silk with golden accents, just marvelous right? I was wearing a mask painted gold with bright exotic feathers that complimented my fur so, so well. I looked simply gorgeous, like a true royal if I do say so myself. Inside the hall were the royal families from all around! In the center dancing was Queen Evelyn and King Laurent, King Nevra and Queen Rania, and Queen Aeryn and King Apollyon to name a few. All around them were nobles and honestly anyone who could gain a ticket. Everyone looked dashing as ever.
Off to the side stood Princess Evelyn and Princess Thema partnerless so I, of course, walked over to them. If I was to marry one of them and something were to... happen to them i'd be next in line for the throne or my child depending on the timing. I was livid flirting my heart out with Thema when I may have spoken too much. Nevra came up to me and asked "How could a miller like you be worth of the princess herself?" and I may have said "Well my dear, I am no miller. I can enchant anything and everything you, or your daughter, wish". He took me up on my offer and locked me in the tower where I then woke up.
Dearest journal,
I was wrong in wanted my dream come true. It did end up happening and I am stuck in this tower. If my dream is correct though, a magical imp will jump through and teach me to do these amazing deeds. Let me explain more so it seems less blurry.
Once I was locked in the tour I quickly fell asleep cutting my time shorter. Inside the dream I was inside the exact same room wearing the exact ripped dress I was wearing last night. I was sitting on the floor with a small golden ring next to me. He had requested I enchant it or else he would force me out of his kingdom and away forever for telling a lie. After trying my hardest and failing I gave up and threw it to the wall.
As soon as I threw it a strange creature appeared in the window. He was strange... he just teleported from space to space in a heart beat. He told me "I am the son of Mars, a demi-god of witchcraft, and I have come to aid you my dear" taking the ring out of my paws. He said a chant and returned it to me asking to put it on. I did so and it instantly started turning my toe to gold. I quickly threw it away before it could do more harm and it began turning the floor to gold! I asked him "How did you do that son of Mars?" and he replied "I can teach you deary, for a price of course" reaching out for the pearls around my neck. I allowed him to take it and in return he'd teach me to do these things.
I could not do them alone so he gave me a book, inside it had the writings of an ancient language. He said "Repeat the message on the page you wish, then blow to the paper towards the item you wish to enchant, and the desired spell will be cast." disappearing before I could ask again. I then woke up in a haze unsure of where I was.
Dearest journal,
Once again my dream came true! I have enchanted everything the king requested and I hope he allows me freedom and his blessing to our marriage. My dreams may come true, I will be the queen. I am the royal I was destined to be! If mother could see me now she'd regret that day she left me and father. I am going to be a queen like none have ever seen. I know this for fact as last nights dream provided the answers to these prophetic dreams.
The next day Nevra opened the doors where I provide I could enchant the items. My new book was tucked into my dress where I could easily store it and he presented me to the crowd. In front of everyone he gave his blessings for the union between the two of us. In the crowd I spotted the son of Mars. I gave my best wishes to Thema and asked her for a moment alone. I walked to the back and he did his magic to appear next to me. He told me "You've done it deary. Sign this and this outcome will be secured for you. I am the one who has given you these dreams, I have shown you the path to take to achieve the goal of your desires.". I, of course, did what he said and signed the paper he had presented. He gave a little giggle and was gone. I soon woke up and it all began happening, without him appearing of course.
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