( ♔ . ── the weekend ! ) open/accepting!

[Arya22]

Aileen O'Shea | Ireland | Tagging no-one

Her heart beating fast, Aileen looked about, eyes darting everywhere. Her hands were clamped around the edges of her simple, light blue dress, one of the many signs of her nervousness. She was standing in a corner of a large room, and she could see other people chatting outside and nearby. She was alone, of course, and hoped to remain so. Being at a social event like this was terrifying for the Irish princess, and she was still angry at her parents for sending her here despite her pleading.

After another second of watching everyone, Aileen began to make her way very unobtrusively towards one of the large chairs near the walls. As always, she has brought a book with her, and she was hoping to get away from human interaction for at least today. Just the time to get used to the place, she told herself. But she knew that with no-one to encourage her, this was what she would be doing for the rest of her time here.

[rentropy]

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romano | male | gray-asexual | prince of italy | paired with spain | eighteen | form | tags; xxx
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well this is going to be an exciting experience, romano thought as he packed his clothing into the wardrobe
that was placed in his room. after taking a step back to make sure everything was organized properly by color,
he shut the door to the wardrobe then pressed his fists together to crack his knuckles. he sighed and stepped
back a couple more paces to drop onto the bed. romano flopped onto his back and gazed up at the ceiling. he
still couldn't decide if he was excited or not- well, of course he was excited to hang out with people and have
fun, but at the same time he was a little nervous. the relationships he formed with these people over the span
of the retreat could effect his country's future. he closed his eyes as he continued to think.

for the better part of the next hour, romano laid on his bed with his eyes closed, thinking about everything from
what he was going to wear that night to how he was going to deal with the prince of russia, someone he knew
he already didn't get along with. sighing as he sat up, he regretfully got off the bed, heading to the wardrobe
that he had just organized and pulling out his outfit for the night.

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karma | male | demisexual | prince of japan | paired with usa | nineteen | form | tags;
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karma arrived later than the rest of the heirs, due to the fact that there had been a delay in actually leaving his
country. walking into the room he was staying in, karma let out a sigh of relief. the travel was over, and his room
was clean. great way to start the retreat that he had been dreading since it was first proposed. he dumped his
bags onto his bed before neatly sorting them into their perspective categories and placing them in his wardrobe.
he changed swiftly out of his travel robes and into a semi-formal suit, meant mostly for business trips. after he
changed, he walked out of the palace to explore the beautiful gardens he had noticed upon arrival.

[este11e]

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i. cisfemale ii. france iii. paired with prince of russia (aleksei)
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➵ the princess of france was incredibly anxious, although she refused to show it. coming to a ball to meet her new husband was... terrifying. what if no one there liked her? god forbid her only option was some impolite, classless lowlife. she had packed her bags and left her home to go to the retreat, located on a lovely island. she wasn't quite sure where exactly it was- no one knew, it was classified information. i mean, having heirs to many countries all in one area could be used to an advantage if someone wanted to hurt them. not even their parents knew their location, only the organizer of the event and the security. and there was a lot of security. she was the first to arrive and was escorted to a large, lavish mansion. since she was the first there, she got to choose her room. she picked a room on the top floor. it was quite spacious and had a large, four poster bed that at least three people could comfortably sleep in. colette's tiny frame would barely take up any space. she was very small, standing at 5'3 and weighing barely 110 pounds. there was a balcony with a breathtaking view of the ocean. it reminded her of her family's beach house in cannes back in france. the waves crashing beneath on the rocks were serene and mesmerizing.

colette snapped out of her trance and unpacked her bags into the large wardrobe that was against one of the walls. she took her toiletries into the bathroom, setting out her toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, etc. she gazed up in the mirror, seeing her tired reflection staring back at her. with a quick sigh, colette knew she should probably take a quick nap, but she didn't know if she should because of the other princes and princesses arriving. she didn't want to miss anything, but she was so anxious. maybe i should just rest for a bit... she thought to herself, slipping out of her [removed]outfit and into a silk nightgown, folding back the fluffy comforter and silk sheets and crawling into the bed. closing her deep blue eyes, she let herself drift into a nice sleep.

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i. cisfemale ii. spain iii. paired with prince of italy (romano)
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➵ brushing a section of silky black hair out of her face with her hand, juliet smiled warmly at the prince and princess in front of her. "it's very nice to meet you both. i'm hoping this week won't be too boring." she said with a light chuckle. "honestly, i want to try and make it as fun as possible. it's a very serious thing, but we're all teenagers. the war kind of made us all grow up too quickly." she said. it was true, the war had ravaged across the world and forced a lot of children to mature too fast.

juliet looked around at the island area. "it's so gorgeous here. i honestly can't wait for the ball tonight. have either of you seen the ballroom?" she asked with a grin. "i happened to walk by while i was coming back from my room. it's stunning." the spanish girl said, recollecting her memories of the well-decorated ballroom that was practically waiting for the teenagers to come sauntering in that night to mingle.

she was secretly a little bit nervous. what if she didn't find a suitable boy? she knew her country was depending on her. the spanish kingdom needed her to make alliances and find a husband to unite their countries together. it was a terrifying responsibility that had been placed on all of the teens' shoulders and it scared juliet especially. she was young and definitely not used to having to choose her destiny like this.

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i. cisfemale ii. austria iii. paired with prince of greece (surius)
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➵ the austrian princess was completely unaware of anyone entering the lounge while she played. she finally felt at peace for the first time since she'd arrived. although she stayed composed and kept her poised sensibility, she was terrified of the thought of being forced to choose the man she'd spend the rest of her life with at a party, and she only had one week to do it. it was a huge responsibility for her and for her country. she was the heir to the austrian throne and she needed to find a prince who she could marry to unite their kingdoms, and she certainly wasn't looking forward to being forced to interact with others in order to make alliances.

deep down, she thought maybe no one would like her. astoria didn't exactly have a perfect personality. she was stubborn, passionate about her opinions, and ice cold sometimes. it was why she didn't make many friends as a child. the only reason other kids wanted to be friends with her was to leech off of her royal status, but she always saw right through them. she was quite cunning and could be sly and manipulative if she wanted to be, but mostly stayed quiet and off to the side.

the blonde stiffened as she heard an undeniably male voice and nearly jolted, but she wanted to keep her composure. embarrassing herself wasn't something astoria would ever admit to. she hated being seen as weak or anything less than respectable because growing up, she was always the small girl that kids liked to pick on. so as she grew, she began to resent the idea of being thought of as the runt of the litter. at the end of the day, it was always her goal to come out on top, in whatever she did. she was highly competitive and extremely stubborn. two of her biggest faults.

"well," astoria sighed indignantly. "fur elise is overplayed and has been completely clichéd nowadays. if i wanted to hear fur elise, i could go to any children's piano concert and stay there for two minutes." she replied back sharply. her accent was soft but prominent and it was easy to tell at that point that she was european. "i prefer mozart over beethoven anyway." she said cooly.

"clearly i'm not most people." astoria said finally. her voice wasn't sharp but it wasn't soft. it was somewhere in the middle. she wasn't being hostile, but her instincts screamed for her to be. she really needed to get this retreat over with.

[natasha romanova.]

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cis male ✶ greece ✶ paired to austria

❖ surius watched the girl curiously as she spoke, silently noting the fact that she didn't turn around and face him as she spoke. he tilted his head, examining her hair, as well as her dress, before stating, "clearly. i've gathered that." surius looked around the room, taking in the lavish decorations, as well as the older paintings of past royals. after a moment, he continued, "you've got quite a tongue on you, for one, and you don't seem to want to be here. those already label you as... not most people. it's a nice change."



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cis male ✶ korea ✶ paired to ireland

❖ jason, though seemingly quiet and meek, was a little bit of a fluff ball. as it was, he had arrived late, wearing breathable, baby blue pants and a nice button down - or, it would have looked nice, if not for the peachy pink and orange paint stains on the blue attire - and walked into the building curiously. admiring the art along the path he was on, jason found himself distracted, and proceeded to have his face nearly become well acquainted with the floor. he easily stopped himself from falling, by grabbing onto the arm of a chair near that back of the room. looking up, he realized the chair was occupied, and froze for a moment, the only change in his body being the embarrassed flush that flowered on his cheeks.

[este11e]

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i. cisfemale ii. france iii. paired with prince of russia (aleksei)
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➵ the princess of france was incredibly anxious, although she refused to show it. coming to a ball to meet her new husband was... terrifying. what if no one there liked her? god forbid her only option was some impolite, classless lowlife. she had packed her bags and left her home to go to the retreat, located on a lovely island. she wasn't quite sure where exactly it was- no one knew, it was classified information. i mean, having heirs to many countries all in one area could be used to an advantage if someone wanted to hurt them. not even their parents knew their location, only the organizer of the event and the security. and there was a lot of security. she was the first to arrive and was escorted to a large, lavish mansion. since she was the first there, she got to choose her room. she picked a room on the top floor. it was quite spacious and had a large, four poster bed that at least three people could comfortably sleep in. colette's tiny frame would barely take up any space. she was very small, standing at 5'3 and weighing barely 110 pounds. there was a balcony with a breathtaking view of the ocean. it reminded her of her family's beach house in cannes back in france. the waves crashing beneath on the rocks were serene and mesmerizing.

colette snapped out of her trance and unpacked her bags into the large wardrobe that was against one of the walls. she took her toiletries into the bathroom, setting out her toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, etc. she gazed up in the mirror, seeing her tired reflection staring back at her. with a quick sigh, colette knew she should probably take a quick nap, but she didn't know if she should because of the other princes and princesses arriving. she didn't want to miss anything, but she was so anxious. maybe i should just rest for a bit... she thought to herself, slipping out of her [removed]outfit and into a silk nightgown, folding back the fluffy comforter and silk sheets and crawling into the bed. closing her deep blue eyes, she let herself drift into a nice sleep.

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i. cisfemale ii. spain iii. paired with prince of italy (romano)
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➵ brushing a section of silky black hair out of her face with her hand, juliet smiled warmly at the prince and princess in front of her. "it's very nice to meet you both. i'm hoping this week won't be too boring." she said with a light chuckle. "honestly, i want to try and make it as fun as possible. it's a very serious thing, but we're all teenagers. the war kind of made us all grow up too quickly." she said. it was true, the war had ravaged across the world and forced a lot of children to mature too fast.

juliet looked around at the island area. "it's so gorgeous here. i honestly can't wait for the ball tonight. have either of you seen the ballroom?" she asked with a grin. "i happened to walk by while i was coming back from my room. it's stunning." the spanish girl said, recollecting her memories of the well-decorated ballroom that was practically waiting for the teenagers to come sauntering in that night to mingle.

she was secretly a little bit nervous. what if she didn't find a suitable boy? she knew her country was depending on her. the spanish kingdom needed her to make alliances and find a husband to unite their countries together. it was a terrifying responsibility that had been placed on all of the teens' shoulders and it scared juliet especially. she was young and definitely not used to having to choose her destiny like this.

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➵ the blonde smirked, listening to his comment about her not being like most others. she felt slightly proud that he thought that, it was somewhat nice to not have an enemy right off the bat. she definitely didn't want to have a lot of friends, though. astoria was never a very social girl and most people avoided her because of her snappy tendencies and spitfire persona.

"my parents made me do it." she admitted, shrugging slightly as her fingers played the ending of the song. "since it's my responsibility for my country and all. i'm not here to make friends. i'm here to do what i have to and get it over with, honestly. if that means avoiding the pool house, where everyone seems to be gathered, then so be it. luckily the mansion is big enough to not have to worry about running into other people frequently. maybe a few faces might pass occasionally, but i doubt anyone spends much time in the gardens." the austrian said.

as she finished, she finally turned around to see him. he wasn't hard on the eyes at all. piercing blue eyes that shimmered like the sea around them and pale, platinum blonde hair that reminded her of the nearly-white sand on the beaches. everything about him radiated in a regal sense and although she would never admit it to herself, he was quite handsome.

the petite blonde decided it was just about time to introduce herself. "i suppose i should introduce myself. astoria fritz, princess of austria. and who would you be?" she asked, a bit of curiosity gleaming in those icy blue eyes. astoria was just like the austrian winter- cold and unforgiving. she knew how to get through situations like a snake, slithering through with ease. she was not one to be messed with.

[puppyeyez94]

~Jace Sabul~

Gender: cismale
Country: Canada
Pair: Princess of Nigeria

The tall prince of Canada at last laid his eyes on the large mansion that was looming in front of him. Jace's parents had abruptly sent him off to some sort of retreat with some other royal heirs, in order to help build damaged relations with the other countries of the world after the war that had plagued them all. But unlike probably most of the other princes and princesses that were sent to this secretive location to attend a ball, Jace was not nervous one bit. In fact, he sort of viewed this as a sort of challenge that he was determined to conquer, an opportunity just waiting to happen. After an hours-long plane ride to an island, a car had taken him to the mansion that he was finally able to enter.

Without really noticing anyone else there, Jace was soon escorted into a nice large room on the second floor complete with a king-sized bed and a large window overlooking the lavish grounds. He began to wonder what it was going to be like to live here with only other teens for company, no parents around to order them around. Jace was sure it was going to be a party all the time, and if not, he was going to be the life of the party. The prince quickly set his things down before exiting his room, on the hunt for the other heirs, his future wife included.

Making his way downstairs, he spotted a pool outside. Being the water-lover he was, Jace crossed the room and opened the door the lead to the pool. Squinting his eyes until they adjusted, he glanced around to see an exotic-looking prince and two pretty princesses by the loungers. The Canadian quickly ran his fingers through his dark tussled hair before making his way to the little group. Jace waited for a pause in the conversation, before saying with a bow, "Your Royal Highnesses." He flashed them all a confident smile, before introducing himself to them. "My name is Prince Jace Sabul of Canada, may I humbly ask for your names?" The more alliances, the better.

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i. cisfemale ii. france iii. paired with prince of russia (aleksei)
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➵ the princess of france was incredibly anxious, although she refused to show it. coming to a ball to meet her new husband was... terrifying. what if no one there liked her? god forbid her only option was some impolite, classless lowlife. she had packed her bags and left her home to go to the retreat, located on a lovely island. she wasn't quite sure where exactly it was- no one knew, it was classified information. i mean, having heirs to many countries all in one area could be used to an advantage if someone wanted to hurt them. not even their parents knew their location, only the organizer of the event and the security. and there was a lot of security. she was the first to arrive and was escorted to a large, lavish mansion. since she was the first there, she got to choose her room. she picked a room on the top floor. it was quite spacious and had a large, four poster bed that at least three people could comfortably sleep in. colette's tiny frame would barely take up any space. she was very small, standing at 5'3 and weighing barely 110 pounds. there was a balcony with a breathtaking view of the ocean. it reminded her of her family's beach house in cannes back in france. the waves crashing beneath on the rocks were serene and mesmerizing.

colette snapped out of her trance and unpacked her bags into the large wardrobe that was against one of the walls. she took her toiletries into the bathroom, setting out her toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, etc. she gazed up in the mirror, seeing her tired reflection staring back at her. with a quick sigh, colette knew she should probably take a quick nap, but she didn't know if she should because of the other princes and princesses arriving. she didn't want to miss anything, but she was so anxious. maybe i should just rest for a bit... she thought to herself, slipping out of her [removed]outfit and into a silk nightgown, folding back the fluffy comforter and silk sheets and crawling into the bed. closing her deep blue eyes, she let herself drift into a nice sleep.

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i. cisfemale ii. spain iii. paired with prince of italy (romano)
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➵ juliet's eyes flickered up as she saw a new prince approach the small group that had gathered around the pool house in the shade of the lavish umbrellas. he was quite tall and she knew he was either american or canadian, she just couldn't figure out which. when he spoke, she got her answer.

canadian. she had thought the american princess was a girl, anyways. "buenos días." she greeted with a polite curtsy. since it was one of the simplist and well-known phrases in the spanish language, translating to good morning, she had no doubt that he understood it. it was one of those words like "hola" that most english-speakers understood perfectly. "my name is juliet valentina moreno. princess of spain. it's a pleasure to meet you." she said, grinning in a friendly manner.

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➵ the blonde smirked, listening to his comment about her not being like most others. she felt slightly proud that he thought that, it was somewhat nice to not have an enemy right off the bat. she definitely didn't want to have a lot of friends, though. astoria was never a very social girl and most people avoided her because of her snappy tendencies and spitfire persona.

"my parents made me do it." she admitted, shrugging slightly as her fingers played the ending of the song. "since it's my responsibility for my country and all. i'm not here to make friends. i'm here to do what i have to and get it over with, honestly. if that means avoiding the pool house, where everyone seems to be gathered, then so be it. luckily the mansion is big enough to not have to worry about running into other people frequently. maybe a few faces might pass occasionally, but i doubt anyone spends much time in the gardens." the austrian said.

as she finished, she finally turned around to see him. he wasn't hard on the eyes at all. piercing blue eyes that shimmered like the sea around them and pale, platinum blonde hair that reminded her of the nearly-white sand on the beaches. everything about him radiated in a regal sense and although she would never admit it to herself, he was quite handsome.

the petite blonde decided it was just about time to introduce herself. "i suppose i should introduce myself. astoria fritz, princess of austria. and who would you be?" she asked, a bit of curiosity gleaming in those icy blue eyes. astoria was just like the austrian winter- cold and unforgiving. she knew how to get through situations like a snake, slithering through with ease. she was not one to be messed with.

[Arya22]

Aileen O'Shea | Ireland | Tagging Jason Min

For a while now, Aileen had been engrossed in her book, not being careful of what was going on around her. She often did this, and the book she was reading, Pillars of the Earth, only made it easier. It was impossible to put it down.

So when a hand suddenly clamped itself on the arm of the chair she was sitting in, Aileen was completely taken by surprise. She looked up violently, the book nearly jumping out of her hands and her face paling. She saw a young man with slanted eyes, paint-stained pants and button down, and warm hazelnut eyes. Her first reaction was one of fear and surprise, her face paling and body moving surreptitiously away, as much as she could while sitting on a chair. And then when the surprise had worn off, she realized he was probably not here to kill her.

[natasha romanova.]

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cis male ✶ greece ✶ paired to austria

❖ surius took his time, admiring the figure in front of him. although he wasn't looking for a bride (like he had been told to do), surius couldnt deny her beauty. light in every way, yet there still lay a darkness in her eyes, in the way she sat, the way her hair lay. if he thought she looked like a queen from behind, nothing could have prepared him for the sight of her. she looked dangerous, and surius found himself comparing himself to her.

he found himself taking a liking to her, hoping he had found someone to talk to who also didn't want to be here. upon hearing her name, his lips curled into a smile, "isn't that the question of the night." he stood up, looking down on her if only to see her reaction on being reminded of her height. in truth, surius had been one of the smallest in his family until just recently, and the challenge gleaming in the austrian's eyes intrigued him. he liked a person who could meet him blow for blow.

biting back a sigh, he finally gave, "i am surius nicoli, prince of greece. much like you, astoria, my parents forced me to go. for.. crown and country, they said. i came to please them, but other than that? i'm as much of a ghost as you are."



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cis male ✶ korea ✶ paired to ireland

❖ flushing nearly the same color and tone as the paint on his clothing, Jackson was quick to stumble out an apology, "oh, dear, i'm so sorry." he quickly knelt on the floor to be at her level, "i didn't hurt you, did i? my mind tends to run away at the most inopportune times." he checked over her in concern, hazelnut eyes searching lively wildfire hair, illuminating green eyes, the presence of freckles from face to hand. finally, his eyes met the book, and he sighed in relief when neither the lady nor the book seemed to be in any harm.

he slowly came to a stand, and bowed once more to the princess, "forgive me, miss. i-i am jason min of korea."

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i. cisfemale ii. france iii. paired with prince of russia (aleksei)
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➵ the princess of france was incredibly anxious, although she refused to show it. coming to a ball to meet her new husband was... terrifying. what if no one there liked her? god forbid her only option was some impolite, classless lowlife. she had packed her bags and left her home to go to the retreat, located on a lovely island. she wasn't quite sure where exactly it was- no one knew, it was classified information. i mean, having heirs to many countries all in one area could be used to an advantage if someone wanted to hurt them. not even their parents knew their location, only the organizer of the event and the security. and there was a lot of security. she was the first to arrive and was escorted to a large, lavish mansion. since she was the first there, she got to choose her room. she picked a room on the top floor. it was quite spacious and had a large, four poster bed that at least three people could comfortably sleep in. colette's tiny frame would barely take up any space. she was very small, standing at 5'3 and weighing barely 110 pounds. there was a balcony with a breathtaking view of the ocean. it reminded her of her family's beach house in cannes back in france. the waves crashing beneath on the rocks were serene and mesmerizing.

colette snapped out of her trance and unpacked her bags into the large wardrobe that was against one of the walls. she took her toiletries into the bathroom, setting out her toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, etc. she gazed up in the mirror, seeing her tired reflection staring back at her. with a quick sigh, colette knew she should probably take a quick nap, but she didn't know if she should because of the other princes and princesses arriving. she didn't want to miss anything, but she was so anxious. maybe i should just rest for a bit... she thought to herself, slipping out of her [removed]outfit and into a silk nightgown, folding back the fluffy comforter and silk sheets and crawling into the bed. closing her deep blue eyes, she let herself drift into a nice sleep.

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i. cisfemale ii. spain iii. paired with prince of italy (romano)
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➵ juliet's eyes flickered up as she saw a new prince approach the small group that had gathered around the pool house in the shade of the lavish umbrellas. he was quite tall and she knew he was either american or canadian, she just couldn't figure out which. when he spoke, she got her answer.

canadian. she had thought the american princess was a girl, anyways. "buenos días." she greeted with a polite curtsy. since it was one of the simplist and well-known phrases in the spanish language, translating to good morning, she had no doubt that he understood it. it was one of those words like "hola" that most english-speakers understood perfectly. "my name is juliet valentina moreno. princess of spain. it's a pleasure to meet you." she said, grinning in a friendly manner.

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➵ astoria nearly smirked as she noticed the way his gaze lingered on her, but if she had he might have called her out for checking him out as well. so, she kept her face neutral and listened as he spoke, taking in his words and agreeing with everything. crown and country, huh? she thought to herself. interesting. i like the way he thinks.

"glad to know i'm not the only one who wants to get this over with." she said wryly with a dry chuckle. she did notice when he looked down at her but she wasn't intimidated. for a short girl, she packed a lot of punch. she wasn't afraid to put people in their place, especially if they commented on her height. she lifted an eyebrow, her icy blue eyes darkened by the shadows of the chandelier above them.

"my parents went on for hours about how it was my duty as the austrian princess to serve my country and my family. i don't understand how marriage will help that. sure, alliances are important, but marriage? that's such a permanent solution to a temporary problem." she said with a sigh, ranting slightly about the whole situation. astoria crossed one of her legs over the other in a ladylike fashion. "i get that we're the heirs, but why couldn't we just make some alliances and call it a day? noooo, we have to get married. divorce isn't even an option for royals anymore. what kind of situation is this? how do they expect us to meet someone suitable for marriage in just over a week?" she said, an annoyed look shining in those dangerous blue eyes of hers.

astoria definitely wasn't interested in finding a husband right then and there, but she noted that perhaps he wouldn't be so bad. she certainly didn't want to be around anyone who was all social and bubbly and sickly sweet. she needed someone to challenge her and keep her on her toes, and surius seemed to do so. something in the back of her mind noted that he wasn't a bad option at all, but she would refuse to admit it.