♕ ─ 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐎𝐍𝐄 !! mel&blackpearl

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onexone btwn blackpearl44 and i, so please dnp if not us
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i. imogene maia auclair ii. princess and heir to the eph
othian throne iii. twenty years old iv. cis-female v. hete
rosexual vi. loyal to her throne whole-heartedly vii. can
come off as a bit over-bearing as she is incredibly moth
erly and nurturing viii. is a bit gullible easily falls for pr
anks and the like ix. believes in true love and love at fi
rst sight, just doesn't believe that it's necessarily in the
cards for her given her kingdom and its responsibilities.

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i. prince augustus coombs ii. elder prince and heir iii. t
wenty-five years old iv. cis-male v. heterosexual vi. is q
uite the charmer, whether it be ladies or foreign politic
ians and rulers vii. is honestly a good guy, loves to help
and such but has faults viii. isn't the greatest at thinkin
g for himself his father and council has always told him
what to do ix. has a very short-temper and will often st
orm out on debriefings or meetings with fellow royals..

[`sappho]

i. prince lance coombs. ii. male. iii. twenty-one y/o.
iv. younger prince. v. heterosexual. vi. son of king lo-
uis coombs and his mistress, lauren witherow. vii. co-
mpassionate, adventurous, optimistic. viii. bashful, i-
nsecure, often overshadowed.

[`sappho]

i. nadine lambert-moon. ii. female. iii. twenty-three
y/o. iv. peasant huntress. v. heterosexual. vi. daugh-
ter of aaric lambert and anam moon. vii. skilled, int-
elligent, loyal. viii. shy, defensive, blunt.

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xxxx♕ ─ 𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxithe princess / twenty / tags; lance
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the young princess quietly fixed her dress as her hand-maidens fixed her hair into their signature curls. the light from the window gleaming through and making the dress seem to glow. her marriage was not something she looked forward to, but it was what she knew had to come at some point. her father had married for politics and now to ensure her throne would be there when the time came, she would marry for the same reasons. it wasn't like she despised the man she was set to marry, the elder coombs prince was nice, there just wasn't that spark that she was so often told to be the sign of true love.
as her maidens finished with the curls and moved to place the tiara on imogene's head she pulled herself from her thoughts. she smiled at the women and dismissed them after they had pinned the thing to her head, ensuring it's safety. imogene stood from her spot and looked deep into the mirror before her, watching the curls bounce and the crown glimmer softly. with a tight nod she deemed herself good and left the room, heading for the ball her and the prince's family had decided to throw in celebration of their marriage and the unity between the kingdoms. she walked down the halls in solitude, listening to the murmurings of the distant ball and the guests cheering and dancing happily. it was a celebration, but imogene didn't feel that way.

as she stepped into the ballroom she was greeted by the sounds of the orchestra playing a waltz and the tapping of heels on the tiled floors. she put a smile on her face and made her way toward the coombs family, knowing it was her duty to greet her betrothed and his entourage before anybody else in the room. she saw the younger blond brother first. she tipped her head toward him in greeting giving a bright smile.
"prince lance coombs, what an honor to have you at our ball." she said quietly letting her eyes briefly wander over his face, staying maybe a moment too long as the elder brother piped in by placing a hand on her shoulder. she quickly looked back to the elder prince and gave the biggest smile she could muster, "my betrothed, it is an honor to have your attendance as well." she gave a slight curtsy to the older brother who gave her a quick glance over unimpressed before agreeing and moving toward the door. her smile faltered slightly and she turned back to the younger brother, her eyes wavering on him before turning to the elder prince who was now leaving the room.
"i see i did not make the best impression on your brother." she sighed looking at the blond beside her, her eyes curiously watching him.

xxxx♔ ─ 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐒
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxithe elder prince / twenty-five / tags; nadine?
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augustus watched over the ball quietly. he wasn't against the wonderful dances he just didn't necessarily wish to take part in this one. his father and his second queen had arranged the marriage. they'd told him he would wed this princess in order to secure his throne and gain control over the very people that threatened them most. at first, he didn't mind wedding the auclair princess, but now that they'd been forced into each other's lives so suddenly and their marriage pushed so soon. augustus found himself becoming more and more irritable around the princess. his eyes flicked around the ball until he spotted the princess heading his way, her crown glimmering in the light.
he rolled his eyes and turned back to the ball that was going on. he watched the people dance for a moment as the princess approached and greeted his younger brother before him. he watched their interaction carefully before placing a firm hand on the auclair's shoulder forcing her to recognize his presence. she repeated the line she'd most definitely rehearsed with a servant before attending their own ball. augustus gave her a quick once over then a tight nod before saying a cold yes and leaving her. he didn't feel the need to stand by his fiancee's side all night. she most certainly had her own tasks her parents had sent her to do tonight. charm some ambassadors and such, gain some influence within the foreign court, whatever the traitorous auclair king wanted his daughter would be sure to provide.

augustus opened a door that lead to the forest surrounding the palace, pulling his feet further from the palace and all that was inside of it. he walked quietly, whistling a tune he'd heard earlier in the day as he'd walked through the streets. his eyes glancing over all of the trees and shrubs as he walked past.

[`sappho]

ｌａｎｃｅ ｃｏｏｍｂｓ — ♔

xxxlance laid back on his plush bed in an off-white nightgown, his legs crossed, plopping ripe grapes out of a porcelain bowl into his mouth and gazing out of his open window with a grin on his face. being the younger prince of his country had some perks and lance had the privilege of not having to worry about marrying for the time being. however, that didn't mean he didn't have to dress to impress at the upcoming ball. he was still a royal by the golden blood of his father and a noble by the silver blood of his mother and that meant he had to show up to his brother's betrothal celebration looking as presentable as the rest of them. sadly for lance, he could never take the throne unless all of his his older and younger fully legitimate brothers abdicated or died, thanks to his mother accepting the title of consort to the king. in his father's court many lords and ladies often spoke behind his back and called him a bastard, which was technically true, but his father had claimed him at his birth so he was still a royal. "m'lord, its time to get up," a skittish maid said as she walked into his bedroom and drew all of his curtains. lance reluctantly stood up from his comfortable bed and let the maid start to dress him. he wore beige pants with a white tunic embroidered with gold tread. the maid threw a huge fur coat over his shoulders and he smiled looking at himself in the mirror. "thanks, love," he said with a cocky grin, giving her a wink. he saw the maid flush a shade of red as he placed his small crown upon his blond curls and walked out of the room.

xxxthe prince wasn't much of a dancer unless he thought it would impress his father. he would do anything if he thought it would make that man happy, but nothing ever did. he forced himself to push that out of his mind, tonight was a night for celebration. his heeled boots clicked along the titled floor of the ballroom and he tried to stay out of the way of all of the dancers. he looked up from just watching his feet as he walked to see the princess herself walking over to greet him. "princess imogene auclair, it's an honor to be here." he wanted to give her a smile but he could see augustus walking over to him before he placed a hand on the princess's shoulder. his older brother had always been overbearing and he guessed that seeing him speaking to imogene was enough to turn his overly protective switch on. he watched as the princess bowed to his older brother and greeted. it was obvious she was nervous around him, as most people were, but she had more reason to be than others, being that they were going to be married very, very soon. lance watched out of the corner of his eye as augustus walked off, not bothering to address him. he smirked a bit. "not many people do," he said with a sigh. "crown princes aren't easy to impress and their not easy to satisfy, just like kings," he said to her shaking his head. "anyways, how are you feeling, princess? this most not be easy for you to go through with."

ｎａｄｉｎｅ ｌａｍｂｅｒｔ-ｍｏｏｎ — ♔

xxxthe moonlight was beautiful tonight and perfect for hunting. native tribes of ephothia always abided by the moon rather than the sun, it was the safest way, or so they were taught from youth. to remember this, nadine's mother's tribe had even taken the last name moon. "meena, yon dua fena(1)," nadine's father spooked her a bit as when he spoke to her. her father had been making her learn the native language of her people. it was a difficult language, and a dying one at that. it had no writing system, there were books preserving it. however, it was the language of her people, one that she would learn and pass on to her children, just like her father and mother had done for her. "yupda, seeno(2)," she said to him with a smile, grabbing her bow and arrows, which were tucked inside of a leather quiver. some tribes hunted for sport, those were the ones who has been corrupted, but she hunted to survive, along with her family.

xxxthey honestly didn't have much. they lived in a small town called enthia, which was located only a couple miles away from the castle. there were many tribal people that lived in the town, just like her small family, but there were also many who came from other places, like the royals did. most of them didn't respect the tribe ways but they mostly ignored them. these foreigners were a way of make money, which was one way why her family were so invested in hunting. nadine walked out of her family's small home. "meena! wen up, eu queik sep ki eebda(3)," her father said running up to her with his own bow. she mustered a smile and looked at her father. "dad, i know you want to speak in our language but maybe we can practice later?" she said, forcing a smile. "fine, meena, but we must say the prayer," he father said sternly. so she did, and when they were done praying for a blessing for good hunting, they started off.

xxxthe hunters walked into the woods and after a bit of time, decided to split up. nadine knew these forests like the back of her hand so she wasn't worried about getting lost. as she started to walk until she heard a noise. thinking it was the footsteps of a deer, she hide behind a tree, knocked her bow and let and arrow fly towards the source. she didn't hear the sound of an animal being hit. nadine rather heard a gasp from a human. she jumped out from behind the tree and saw a man in fancy clothing. he obviously wasn't a hunter or from a tribe. she had made a big mistake. thank the gods she hadn't actually hit him.

(1) "daughter, it is time."
(2) "yes, father."
(3) "daughter! hold on, you must say the prayer."