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[Baelixx]

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The war had finally drawn to a close, and it was time to piece things back together. After four long years of bloodshed and battle, a peace treaty had finally been drafted and signed, ending the battles where they stood. The two greatest assets owned by both royal families were wagered; the future crown . In this agreement lay the entire future and well being of the kingdom, and both Kings saw it fit that their unborn heirs be married. After all, what could possibly be a better way to ensure their peace? Merging the two kingdoms under the rule of their future posterity was the only thing they could think of. In this way, the people would become one for once and all.





While the couple put on a brave face, it was evident that they were forced into the bonds of holy matrimony. How long could this possibly last? How could they rule a kingdom together? How could they possibly secure a future and raise posterity? Heavy is the head that wears the crown...

[Spiritstar3]

Mark!
form here actually))

[image link here]

Name: Cori Kats
Age: 23
Gender: male
Pronouns: he/him
Sexuality: bi
Betrothed to:

Hair: blonde
Eyes: blue
Build: tall and well muscled
Mods/scars/tattoos: one stud in each ear; no scars (yet) ; tattoo of his first dog’s name and date they passed...on his arm

Likes and dislikes: likes girls, flirting, riding, jogging with Hermin, books, art; dislikes bullies, bees... the thought of never having true love, the thought he may not be a good dad
Strengths: great rider, good artist, nice singing voice, animals seem to love him
Weaknesses/fears: cute girls...animals, most of em; apples, strawberries;; Fears dying alone, fears dying before his parents, fears losing his animals, fears the thought of not being able to protect Rachel
Personality: wip

Kin: father Rori, mother Koretta, sister Rachel (R-uh-shell)
Pets: a beautiful hound, Hermin
History: wip
Other: has a horse, Kingston

[Baelixx]

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𝑳𝑶𝑨𝑫 𝑼𝑷 𝑶𝑵 𝑮𝑼𝑵𝑺❟ 𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑭𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑺

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Aella is known for her rebellious
actions, such as sneaking off and
learning the art of bow and arrow
and dueling instead of attending
her studies. She is incredibly opinion
-ated, and doesn't typically follow
inconvenient rules. She presents the
expected reverent lady to the public,
but is more fierce away from public
eye. Aella isn't one for stuffy rooms
and meetings, but does what is
required of her. Ultimately, she simply
wants to do what she wants to do.
She has a short temper, but is all
bark and no real bite

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𝑰𝑻❜𝑺 𝑭𝑼𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑶 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑫

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Standing at a whopping 5 feet
and 2 inches tall, her family
treats her as a delicate flower
incapable of lifting a finger.
This, of course, irks her and she
consistently pushes herself to
do more and more things to prove
herself to her family. These
actions are typically met with
more disappointment, creating a loop of
the princess constantly attempting
to show herself as who she is, only
to tighten the metaphorical leash
of customs and expectations.

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𝑺𝑯𝑬❜𝑺 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹-𝑩𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭-𝑨𝑺𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑫

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001 Aella Bluebell Dour 002 sarcastic003 22
004 straight 005 5"2 006 human 007 grey eyes and brunette hair

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𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑼𝑻❟ 𝑰𝑻❜𝑺 𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑺

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Aella is an only child, the sole
heir to the throne of Casterbridge,
a kingdom by the sea. Her kingdom
and people are known for their rich
and versatile culture, as well as
trade and commerce. She loves her
people, despite the rumors that so
typically circulate about her. Really,
she just wishes to see her kingdom
safe and secure for a strong future.
This is often the only thing that makes
it so she tries to be presentable in the
public eye. She doesn't want to ruin
things so terribly to place her people
in danger.

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𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑾𝑬 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾❟ 𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑼𝑺

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Aella adores the outdoors, and
longs to free her adventurous
spirit and explore. She wants to
see the world. She also has a
liking for the arts, music, cooking,
flowers, and animals. She dislikes
being forced to do things, and the
pressures of social expectation
and obligation. She does not like
reading due to her forced studies
of just about everything, and
absolutely hates being trapped
inside all day. She wants her life
to mean so much more than queen.

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[Spiritstar3]

Just need to finish personality/history and get a picture))

[Baelixx]

Okay awesome! Do we want to start with the wedding or right after?))

[Spiritstar3]

Right after, if that’s okay))

[Baelixx]

((okie!))

Aella glanced down at the wedding band upon her finger, holding her breath as her mind reeled with far too many thoughts to organize. Married. And so the free spirited princess was now tied down; chained. It was as though the golden ring set with diamond and opal was a collar, her days of freedom over. Blinking, she was brought back to reality, the sound of happy cheers from their people like a roaring sea of background noise. Mustering her well practiced and quite frankly, forced smile, her gaze moved between their people and she offered acknowledging nods and little waves. A pair of guards approached, beginning to lead both herself and her new husband out to the carriage that awaited them through the sea of honorary guests and subjects. Aella remained quiet, instead offering her charming fake smile to those who gave all their well wishes.

Before long, the two of them sat inside, facing each other inside the confines of the carriage. The sounds of cheers and congratulations began to disappear behind them with the lolling of the moving transport, and she eyed him a little curiously. Husband. The word made her internally grimace. What kind of person was he? Was she simply going to be tortured with the presence of a dull and boring husband for the rest of her life? Hands resting in her lap, she remained quiet a moment longer before finally asking a question. "What... what was your name again?" Aella speaks, searching his expression for a moment. It was horrible that she had to ask, but she had completely zoned out through the entire process of vows and I dos. Quite frankly, it was embarrassing to admit she didn't even know that name of this stranger she has been required to marry. Seems as though this was off to a great start.

[Spiritstar3]

[XD]

Cori Katts, that’s his name, an odd yet interesting sort of name. Anyhow, the blonde was named for his green eyed and beautifully blonde mother. Not for his blue eyed and dark haired father...That man didn’t seem to care, he still loved his son. Anyhow, Cori seemed to be studying his ring right now. He hummed a bit and shook his head, then looked up to the crowd. He smiled a sweet and gentle smile. Some of the girls looked jealous...That was just too bad for them though, he wasn’t going to leave her. He continued the smiling and waved once or twice, even. He grinned as he saw his little sister again, wanting to hug her but...he just wasn’t being allowed to. He huffed a bit at this...but what could he do? He sighed and instead blew her a kiss, watching her giggle in delight as she waved to him. He was going to miss the pretty child...with her dark hair and green eyes.

He continued to quietly hum as they were led up to the carriage, then they were ushered inside. He almost sighed honestly...but didn’t. He thanked the guards instead, smiling to each of them. He could swear he saw one blushing...He shrugged, and off the carriage went. He felt eyes on him, and looked to his new wife. She was a beauty, truly, but honestly he thought Rachel would be prettier. This was something the loving brother did not sat aloud. He sighed a bit, shaking his head. He said “My name is Cori, and you’re Aella. Right?” he then asked, blue eyes now softening up a bit. She was watching him, and he wanted her to know he was a kind and caring type of gentleman.

[Baelixx]

((I'm literally so dumb. I forgot they were supposed to be childhood friends gone sour! XD
I'ma play that off and making her joke with him, if that's okay))

It had been a long while since they had last seen each other, years actually, and she was actually still quite upset about the whole ordeal. "Oh, right, Cori." She says with a nod before glancing around at the interior of the carriage. They were being toted away to the palace for their big celebration- a night full of well wishes from all types of noble guests, complete with food and dancing of course. "But yes, I'm Aella." She says, flashing a wide and forced smile before stealing a glance out the window. She hadn't seen him since the summer she was 13, and now she didn't quite now how to talk to him. Clearing her throat, the princess stares at him a moment. "So, tell me of yourself." Aella speaks, grey eyes meeting his blue ones, like a storm meets the ocean. "What has become of you as of late?" She asks, tilting her head a little. It was one thing to be friends when you are a child and spending the summer visiting- but now it was as though she didn't know him any longer. She knew nothing aside from their childhood playtime and the conversations they had had over dueling with wooden swords or playing a game of chess.

[Spiritstar3]

[XD it’s fine]

The blonde hummed quietly as he thought on things, rather continued to think on them. He remembered how they’d been friends. There’d been a falling out, however...He couldn’t even really remember what had started that fight. It had been a pretty dumb fight, honestly...now that he thought about it. He barely registered her saying his name just a little bit ago. He looked over, however, when she reiterated what he already knew: her name. He nodded to her, his gaze fleeting. He hummed quietly as he too looked out a window. They hadn’t seen each other since he was 14, in the summer of that year. He looked over when she cleared her throat. He dipped his head a moment, then raised it back up high. He flashed a small smile as they looked at each other. “My sister turned eight two months ago,” he said. “She’ll probably be all over you when we get there...I apologize for her in advance,” he said. “Her name is Rachel; R-uh-shell,” he sounded out for her.