(May have to post my characters one at a time)
Keira Radke/Single/With: No one/Princess of: England
She took a deep breath and walked over to her bed, sitting down on the edge lightly. She let out a rather frustrated sigh, she always did hate how the servant ladies constantly bothered her with things such as picking out cloths or helping her get tidied up. She crossed her arms and turned her head away as two of the ladies began asking what she wished to wear for the ball. She stood up and walked over to them ".. This one.." she mumbled before turning away quickly to let them decided with the accessories. She was honestly really not looking forward to the masquerade, since for one, she had to find a husband, and two she just didn't like large gatherings.
"w i t h shortness of breath,
you explained the i n f i n i t e."