It is Our Generation now. *A Frozen RP*

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; OPEN
Upon getting up from his head, the young prince walked over to his closet and changed into his normal attire. He yawned every so slightly and then sighed. He had stopped himself and grabbed a nice pair of pants and his white shirt. Putting a black tie on, he fixed his shoes and smiled softly. Fixing his white hair, his blue eyes looked at himself in the mirror. Yawning ever so lightly once more, he walked out of his room and down the halls. Walking outside the palace doors, he headed down the streets.

Princess Lisbeth Bjorgman of Arendelle

Liz . Female . Nineteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; OPEN
She was the oldest out of all her family members, but she did know that Nils would take the thrown when he turned twenty and was married. Sighing softly, she began to think of Marius. She was very upset at him, but she was also very worried. Watching Nils from the window of her room, the girl blinked lightly and then started to walk to the door of her bedroom.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; OPEN
She was out riding upon the horse her father had given her. "Come on Fynnick." She said as she kicked the stallion into a gallop. She smiled softly and headed towards the town with a small smile. She bit her lip and looked around through the forest as she rode towards the town still.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;17

Paige was cleaning down the tables in the tavern after the festivities of the night before, nothing special just work as usual. She left after cleaning up and taking her tips from the jar putting the money into the leather pouch tied around her waist. The sun was just starting to warm up the streets as Paige pulled her hair out of the pony tail she'd had it in during work.

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; OPEN
Nils was not watching where he was going at all. He blinked softly and then turned his head forward as he ran into a small little figure. He stepped backwards as he smoothed his hair backwards. Blinking softly, he smiled softly and then said "Pardon me. I am sorry that I was not watching where I was going at all. Please forgive me." He then blinked softly and watched her with his bright blue eyes.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

It took Paige a moment to reorient herself after being bumped into but once she did she found herself standing in front of Prince Nils. Her blue-green eyes went wide and she suddenly looked down bowing her head as she clumsily tried to curtsy while wearing pants,
"N-No no, It's alright really. I should have been watching where I was going too...." The Castle doors had been open for years before Paige was born and it wasn't uncommon for any of the royal family to walk around in Arendelle but seeing the eldest Prince and running straight into him are two very different things.

[CorvusSchnee]

A young man walked through the woods, pulling a cart full of bread behind him as he made his way down the path. He was average in almost every aspect, from his chestnut brown, shoulder-length locks to his hazel eyes that shone with a naïve innocence most his age had by now lost. That very same innocent twinkle was mixed with a maturity beyond his years, making him a sort of contradiction in and of himself. He was dressed in the garbs of a pheasant, garbs that showed signs of a man who baked quite often about them. Indeed this young man did bake, for Gregor Kessler was the best baker the Southern Isles had ever known. It wasn't a judgment made based solely on his skills as a baker so much as the kindness he so often showed to others by delivering bread to them or even fetching them whatever they needed if they were weak of body. Yes, this kindness was what made him famous as a baker, though his skills were also quite incredible despite being dwarfed by his kind heart.

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Paige
Nils looked at Paige and blinked softly. He smiled softly and then took her hand within his. "Please forgive me. I was the one that had ran into you. I was merely out for a stroll around the town and I bumped into you. So please forgive me?" He said as he leaned down and placed a very soft and light kiss upon the top of her hand.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; OPEN
Fynnick whinnied and then galloped a little faster. The sounds of wolves pierced through the young princess's ears. She looked around and it her lip. She looked around, only to be thrown from Fynnick's back shortly after the sound and one appeared. Shrieking loudly as she was thrown to the ground, the girl backed away from the large wolf that was standing there in front of her. She tried to get up, but she quickly stumbled and fell back to the ground. Biting her lip, she looked at the wolf even more, and froze as the wolf neared her with its teeth bare and saliva dripping from his mouth.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

Paige opened her mouth as if to speak but her mind was still on the fritz, she had been flustered enough even before the Prince took her hand and kissed it. She was still looking at the ground though more to help herself concentrate than to show respect to the Prince,
"O-Of corse...Your Highness." Paige finally stuttered out deciding to say as little as possible to prevent herself from embarssing herself even more.

[CorvusSchnee]

Gregor froze in place the moment he heard a girl's scream not too far from his own location. Now, as he passed through these woods quite often, the young baker was well aware of the fact that wolves had made their home within the deepest parts of the forest. Not all of them were bad, though they would attack when they didn't recognize who was entering their territory. While Gregor may be able to pass through safely, others may not have such luck if they went through unaided. Pulling his cart off the road, Gregor made his way through the tree line towards the source of the shriek. As soon as he could see what was going on, his pace increased. Princess Lillian was cornered by a wolf, one who seemed to be quite angry. Of course, Gregor could say with no uncertainty that he did not know this particular wolf. As such, he searched for a large stick and, finding and picking one up, positioned himself between the princess and her assailant. "Get ye back, foul beast. You shall not lay a hand on this girl."

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Paige
Nils stood up straight and placed his hand within his pocket. He looked down to the girl and put his finger underneath her chin. "I may be the prince, but you do not need to treat me as such. And please, a girl with a beautiful face like yours should not be hiding it no matter what." He said as he smiled down to her.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Gregor
As the wolf perked his ears, he stepped backwards and sat down. He cocked his head and wagged his tail as he watched Gregor. The young princess looked at the guy that came to her rescue. Biting her lip, she looked away from them all. She started to stand up once more, but fell to her knees. Within all the commotion, she had injured her ankle. Gritting her teeth, she looked away and tried to hide the pain.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

Paige relaxed a little bit as Prince Nils let go of her hand and stood up a little straighter when he told her not to treat him as a Prince. It was kind of hard for her to grasp exactly how to do that without being disrespectful, Paige was certain that there was still a level of formalness she had to hold herself too around him even if Prince Nils had asked her not to treat him like a Prince. It was difficult to think about that though as he tilted her face up to look at him, her heart was beating too loud in her ears to really hear what he was saying but Paige could have sworn his lips moved to form the word beautiful. If her face wasn't red before from embarassment then it surely was now,
"U-Uh...um Thank you..." Paige wasn't sure what else to say to him. It had been years since a boy besides her father had called her beautiful, she was five and it was the neighbor boy who had only said it in hopes of her giving him her last chocolate. Little Paige refused of course and the little boy pulled on her braid and stomped off, though in her current situation Paige didn't think that the Prince would do something like that.