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ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔞 𝔐𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔶𝔫 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔄𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔞

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Age; 19
Zodiac sign; Taurus
Height; 5’4
Occupation; Princess
Sexuality; Bisexual

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Remarkable Features; Piercing green eyes, moon shaped scar on her left temple.
Likes; Long walks in the forest or on the beach, tea, crystals, fancy dresses, balls, books, and animals.
Dislikes; People with no manners, bitter coffee, loud noises, unrest, or people being angry with her.
Personality; Rosalina is more humble than the rest of her family, who is jealous of her special gift. She often uses it to boost crop production, and just to help out her people in general. She tries her best to balance our her unjust father, who doesn't see that what he's doing is wrong. She is in line to take the throne once he passes, and plans on making a country that is much more at peace with its neighbors. She tends to try and see the best in every situation, and gives wonderful advice to those who ask her for it. She is quite smart as she spends much of her free time in the library or exploring the outdoors. She tries to visit with the castle guards as much as she can, hoping to make their day a little less boring. Her main goal in life, besides her plan for her country, is to tame a dragon one day.
History; Rosalina comes from a long line of royals who have been ruling for quite some time. She has had many friendships with a lot of other royals, but dislikes one prince in particular. She is one of the ten children her father had.

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one. severin braegon two. twenty
three. cismale, he/him four. panse
xual/rom five. german heritage
six. deep brown hair & dark eme
rald eyes seven. very few blemishes
such as scars, and a few burns across
his hands eight. lean, athletic build
nine. brother to three younger sisters
ten. the rightful heir to the throne.
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likes. archery, hunting, rainy/gloomy
weathers, venturing outside, fruits;
especially freshly picked strawberries,
drinking, cooking/baking; anything to
do with food, dogs/cats── any animal
that he comes into contact with.
dislikes. any sort of rules, summer; m
ainly the warmth, cocky/egoistic
people, chores, meeting certain
people, being denied over certain
things, his father and his nagging.
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severin braegon; the next in line to the throne. although, his personality makes him seem much more like a teenage boy than the next king.
his parents thought they raised the perfect child, but somewhere along the way...things went south. severin had become unbearable. he was
stubborn, mischievous, obnoxious── everything you wouldn't want your son to be. thankfully, it seemed if most─ if not all of his undesirable
traits had disappeared as he grew older, but his stubbornness hasn't changed. though, even if his behaviour had improved, severin had found
other ways to irk his parents. though, aside from his troublesome qualities, severin can be a decent guy if you end up getting to know him.
granted, he isn't perfect, but he does have a common sense at least. the closer he is to somebody, the more protective or accepting he will be
towards them, but it's already hard enough getting to know him as it is, and he doesn't allow just anybody to get close either. perhaps this
was the outcome of his childhood? or maybe how he was treated throughout the years of his life as a teenager. either way, it is known that
severin has always had trouble with getting to know people on a personal level, and tends to shut them out quickly.
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Rosalina opened her eyes as the familiar knock of her maids was heard echoing in her room. “One moment please,” she said to them as she got herself up and out of bed. “You may come in,” she said as she took a seat in front of her dresser. She looked in the mirror as her maids spilled into her room, carefully watching them as they started brushing through her thick hair. They began their usual routine of restoring it to her full curls and tying some of it back into a braided bun. She scrunched her nose as they placed some powder on her face and did her makeup. She usually didn’t wear a lot, and would prefer to wear not so much but she had to wear some as it was the royals custom. She was then taken over to her wardrobe and placed into a pale blue dress with her silver crown, encrusted with aquamarine jewels. She thanked the maids as they headed back out to get on with their other daily chores. She smiled softly as she walked out of her room and down the steps to the dining room where she would eat her breakfast with her sisters.

Rosalina took her place in between her brother Bjorn and her sister Annalise. She was pleased to see the buttered bread and plenty bowls of many special fruits. “Good morning to all.” She said as she picked up her utensils and started to eat the food placed before her. She would go take her daily walk or ride around the castle forests after she finished eating, the same routine that she had all of her life. However, her day was about to disrupt her beloved routine and life forever. “My dear Rosalina, your mother and I need to have a rather serious talk with you later today. Preferably after your usual walk is when I would like to speak with you.” Her father told to her, in his very serious tone that he only used for very important circumstances. She looked up from her food with a very surprised look on her face, he wanted to speak with her? That could never be good news for her, as it was most likely going to be an arranged marriage or something worse. She prayed to the gods that it would be something minor, but deep down in her heart she knew that it was something more important than that. Suddenly she found her appetite decreasing as she stared down at the food before her as her anxieties began to take over her. She pushed away her plate of food and got up to go leave.

“I will see you right after.” Was the princess’s response before she left to the castles stable. She walked briskly to the back where her horse Samson was kept. She smiled as she saw him all ready for her as the servant boy always expected her to be in to ride him. She smiled down at the small boy waiting there for her as she was handed the reigns of Samson. “Thank you.” She said kindly as she straddled the horse. She steered him out of the stable and onto the dirt path that led through the forest, located inside of the castle walls. As she took in the sweet fresh air and the smell of now blooming flowers, she pushed away her worries about the future. She knew this way like it was the back of her hand, and she could most likely guide her horse in the right way blindfolded as she had went down it many times. This was the route that she had gone on whenever she felt anxious, stressed, or worried.

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xxxThe gentle breeze lingered by, giving the leaves along the forest floor a push forwards. Severin noted the subtle change in atmosphere as he ventured through the woodland depths. He hummed to himself. His voice raspy and deep. He ought to get back now, or at least he assumed but a few more minutes wouldn't hurt. After all, spending some time to himself and away from his family's continuous grumbling shouldn't be a problem, though he'd most likely never admit to that. It would only end up in another scolding. While walking, he listened closely to the environment around him; the birds, the gentle crunch of a branch, the rustling of leaves and even the wind that continued to blow in his direction. His family never understood why he liked it here so much. To them this was just a bunch of nothing. His sisters would complain day after day. Their questions never managed to bore him though, as annoying as they might've been. In fact, it brought some entertainment to his daily life at times. But that still didn't change his disliking towards them nonetheless.

He thought to himself, breakfast must've been done with by now. This would be a good time to head back, and thus Severin began making his way home. Sooner or later, leaving the vast woodland behind him as he slowly approached the dirt path which would lead him back into town. And before he even realised, Severin noticed the large castle building ahead of him. His shoulders rolled back and he took a deep breath, as if preparing for the worst. He had been greeted by the guards at the entrance at the time, and he returned the salutation with a simple nod. And, upon his return back home he had noticed how unusually quiet it was. Though, the further he made his way inside, a series of silent whispers came from around the corner and, god could he care any less but the voices he heard seemed to belong to his parents. Unfortunately, they were too quiet from where he was and getting any closer would only result him in being seen by the two.

Though, before he even got a chance to slip away it appeared that somebody had already caught a glimpse of him from around the corner. Well, this definitely wasn't how he planned it in his head that's for sure. Severin stood in silence, his hopes were that his parents would simply forget and let go of what they heard, or thought they saw, but it seemed a little too late for that because his mother had already called him inside, "Severin, dear? We know you're there. We'd like to talk." Right, talk, yeah. But Severin registered the word talk as criticize, especially when it came to his family. He doubted this would be anything good, after all, it was usually a bad thing if either of his parents wanted to speak to him personally, but both of them? Severin couldn't remember that he'd done anything to their disliking recently-- in fact, he's been quite well behaved, especially towards them. After hesitating for almost what felt like an entirety, he walked into the dining hall. The smell of freshly baked bread lingered from the kitchen and that was all he could think about, he hadn't even acknowledged his parents. Oh, what he'd do just to get a bite of--- "Severin? Severin, are you alright?" His mother would furrow her brows in his direction as she asked, her expression looked as if to be full of worry. In response, he nodded and gently shrugged his shoulders with a dismissive laugh, "Well, yes. I suppose." He said confidently, turning to look at each of his parents who looked quite...unamused. Dear god, just get to the point, please.

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Korinna reigned her horse back into the barn as she had put off speaking with her parents long enough. She handed the stable-boy with a pleasant smile on her face as she did so. She slipped off the side of the horse and thanked the boy kindly before exiting the barn. A wave of fresh air and the familiar smell of the gentle breeze met her as she walked up towards the looming castle before her. She never wanted to leave the place she grew up in, especially to marry someone she didn’t want to. However, she felt as if this was going to be one of the last times that she would get to see the palace. She weaved her way around the castle walls towards her parents room to go and see what they would have waiting there for her. She saw the look on their faces and almost turned back around in fear of what they were going to say.

“Hello my precious daughter,” were the words that came out of her fathers mouth as she took a seat in the armchair next to their fireplace. “We have decided that in order to keep peace with the braegon kingdom that it would be best for you to marry prince Severin.” Her mother said, breaking the silence as the King didn’t want to be the one to break the bad news. Korinna stood there, shocked as she heard the news. She had known Severin for quite sometime and she wasn’t exactly the largest fan of him to say the least as he hadn’t made the greatest first impression with her. Even as children they had always bickered over small things, and she had seen him as a rather selfish person, who she didn’t care for much. “Father... Why me?” She questioned, finally being able to string the thoughts that were scrambled in her mind into words. “You are the daughter best fit for him, trust me. You will be leaving towards their kingdom tonight. Please go and pack your bags and say your goodbyes.. I know this isn’t the best news for you, but you will do it for us and for your country yes?” Her father replied, smiling sadly at her as he looked at the furious expression on her face. The princess just nodded softly, knowing it was for the best to keep her mouth shut and just go and do what she was told.

The castle walls around her now felt foreign, and as if they weren’t her home anymore. Everything felt like a blur as tears streamed down her face, she hadn’t wanted her life to end up like this. She had wanted so much more in her life, and how she was being married off as if she was property. And to him of all people! He made her blood boil even when she just thought about him. She reached her room and began grabbing her clothes and packing them all up. She could just run away of course, but who was she kidding she couldn’t survive more than a week on her own. She knew her makeup was being ruined, but she didn’t mind, let him see her like this she didn’t give a damn. She closed her trunk and sighed as she plopped back down on her bed and hugged the satin pillow to calm herself. She looked up from her pillow and out at the landscape surrounding the castle walls. She got up and padded over to the window and sat on the window sill and looked out at it. She leaned her head against the glass and looked out at the rustling trees as the soft spring breeze blew through them.

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xxx"Anyhow, your father and I..." And then, her voice trailed off in his mind yet again. This time, it was quite obvious that he wasn't listening and his mother noticed it too. His father would simply exhale in dismay, watching as the brunette forced him back to reality which clearly caught him off guard. Severin would roll back his shoulders, forcing down the lump that had formed in his throat. He waited impatiently for his mother to continue, unsure of what she had to say. "Yes, well, we've decided that it is finally time for you to get married." Married? But, why so suddenly? He still had his whole life ahead of him, so why now? That was something he'd never get by. What even was the point in getting into a relationship especially this serious so early on. Severin looked to his parents with a dumbfounded look on his face and all he did in response was laugh. A chuckle that forced both of his parents to send him a deadly glare. "I hope you're joking right now, yeah? Surely. Come on." But it was then that he realised they were very much serious. "Severin, this is the best decision for the both of us, and the kingdom too. You have to understand." The brunette woman said, her hand reaching out as she gently brushed his unruly hair back into place. "Princess Rosalina will be coming later today. She's the one you'll marry." Oh, and out of all the royals he had to pick, he picks her. Unfortunately, he wasn't in a place to argue. This was just another thing he'd have to accept. And, after a minute of silence, Severin finally cleared his throat. "Alright. Thanks." It wasn't much but at least he didn't make a big scene out of it this time. And, upon his dismissal Severin had left the dining hall, completely forgetting about his breakfast.

Perhaps this would've been less of a deal if his father had picked somebody else. Maybe somebody who he hadn't had a negative past with before. Well, let's just say Rosalina wasn't a terrible person. But, Severin had never gotten along with her, and for many reasons too. And while most of it was back when they were younger, he had probably done some other things nowadays that could've ticked her off. Now they were getting married, and he really wished they weren't. This would only cause more problems between them. While on his way back upstairs to where his chamber was, he would ponder. Would he even survive this? And no, he probably wouldn't. This was his parents decision though and there was no room for argument there. "damn it." Severin mumbled. His hand pushing back the hair that happened to fall over his face, shortly approaching his bedroom and luckily not running into anybody else on his way. Knowing that she was coming here, his mother most likely expected him to freshen up before her arrival-- and it would've been a good idea, especially after being outside for so long. But this was Severin, and as petty as he was, he definitely wasn't planning to look good for somebody he didn't like.

ooc; sorry for the late-ish reply! and the shorter post, had some stuff going on!

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ooc; you’re fine. i accidentally posted an hour or so before it was ready so if you saw that i apologize!

Rosalina’s maids knocked on the door as her mother must have told them to get her ready again. She looked awful as the makeup had streamed down her face, and there was no way that she would be allowed to leave looking like that. She took in a deep breath as they put warm cloths on her face to wipe off the ruined makeup. She could tell that they knew what was going on and the anxieties seemed to loom about the room. They redid her hair and makeup quietly before scurrying out of the room quickly to most likely gossip about the new information that they had just learned about. She sighed, hated becoming the lasted hot gossip for the castle workers and certainly the townsfolk would love to have something to talk about. She looked down at her hands as she rubbed them together anxiously. She sighed as she got up to check her items one last time to make sure she had everything she wanted to bring with her to her new life. She was feeling very frustrated and angry that her parents were practically selling her off to Severin, and she knew he wouldn’t be too happy about this either. All she hoped was that they could at least coexist, however she knew she can’t keep her mouth shut when another was fighting with her. She would pray to the gods that she could at least have a decent time with him, even though things didn’t seem that it would turn out that way.

Finally it was time for the princess of Argatha to bring her things out to a carriage and leave for her new home. She watched as the castle hands came and took her down, holding her luggage for her as they did so. She was waved goodbye by her family as she stepped into the wooden carriage waiting there for her. As the carriage rumbled down the cobblestone path she kept her head high and looked out the window. She watched carefully as she looked out the window as the landscape went on as she rode towards her new life. If this was any other person she would look forward to her new life, a new beginning per say. Alas, it was to a prince that she certainly didn’t care for, and he didn’t care for her either. A loveless marriage seemed to be such a dead end for her life, a truly horrid thing as it made her heart hurt just thinking about it. At least they would have a couple of days to speak with each other, willing they wanted to, to possibly patch up some things that had happened in the past. However, at the moment Rosalina’s future seemed rather bleak.

Rosalina sighed as the carriage drove through the castle gates and up to the castle doors. She got out quietly and walked up to the doors with the chauffeur alongside her. She seemed rather confused as to why her father or mother hadn’t come with her, but supposed they just had an important affair to tend to. She twisted her hands nervously as she waited for someone to come greet her and take her inside of the castle.

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Soon enough there was a loud, rather disturbing knock over his door. He turned immediately, freezing up unexpectedly in shock before a another, louder knock brought him back to reality. "Uh- Come in." Severin stammered, his tongue swiping across his lip. He watched the door to his chamber open swiftly. A maid stood at his entrance, her hands fidgeting with one another. "The lady has asked for your presence downstairs, sir." She spoke. Her tone was gentle, perhaps a tad too gentle and it was quiet, very quiet. Severin wouldn't have heard it if he wasn't paying much attention, but fortunately he was at the time. Knowing his mother had requested him so soon couldn't mean anything good. As he froze again, the maid caught his attention again. His eyes wandering before he gently shook his head, "Tell her I'll be there in a minute." Severin said followed by a nod. The maid had shut the door as she left and the gentle slam which bounced from wall to wall caused him to stand quickly. He rushed to his window, however, the angle which it was at didn't allow him to peek around the corner. Though, if he were to assume, the only reason she could've asked for him to meet her was if the princess had arrived, the only thing he'd been dreading at the time.

Well, there was no point waiting. Either he went himself, or his mother would personally come and drag him from his room-- or that's what he thought would happen at least. Severin would look at himself in the mirror pointed in his direction. Yeah, alright, he didn't look his best, and while that was his choice, it was better to show up than stay cooped up in his room until somebody forced him out. Soon the young man left and made his way down the long staircase, his gaze wandering through the room before landing on the woman. "Severin--" She began but instantly cut herself off at the sight of his unchanged state. But his mother hadn't said anything, and instead dismissed his messy appearance. "Please, at least attempt to behave yourself. This is the least you could do, for both of us, hm?" She said. It seemed as if his father was missing but he simply assumed the old man was attending to work of his which he wasn't too interested in. The door opened before them and the light that suddenly leaked in forced his hand to go up, shielding his eyes from becoming irritated by the light. His mother suddenly pulled him forwards by the wrist and forced him to follow along before Severin quickly snatched his arm away. "Rosalina! What a pleasure to see you, I hope the journey wasn't a hassle." The queen said and Severin couldn't help but shoot her look. That woman would do anything to seem nicer in front of other people and he saw right through it.

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Rosalina waited anxiously, creating small talk with her chauffeur as she waited. She rather liked the man, and saw him as a grandfather figure as he had always had stories to tell to her as he took her various places around the country. She had went on various trips with her family as they often took her and her elder sister along to listen into the peace talks or trade agreements with other countries. He had often let her come and sit next to him or even on one of the horses as they traveled, telling her all of the things he had seen during his many years of driving the royals around. He had given her seemingly all of his fond memories of her father, and of the times that he had spent at the surrounding castles. He had created her love for adventure and her love for her horse Samson. She would certainly miss the creature, and possibly ask for his delivery if that was even possible. As she thought in the quiet waiting, the situation seemed to become even more gloomy than before. This was the moment that she had realized that her childhood was really gone and that she really was going to have to conform to a stricter way of life. She would be forced to become a mature woman and hell she would be told to submit to her husband. She scoffed at that idea as she had always seemed to rebel to authorities and hated the idea of doing whatever a man told her. Of course if it made sense she wouldn’t protest, but if it was something that she didn’t wish to do she would refuse. As she stewed in her thoughts she observed her new home. The castle was rather beautiful and had very intricate designs and she could only hope that there would be some secrets inside of it all.

The princess was taken out of her thoughts as the queen- Severin’s mother- came to greet her. She hugged her dear friend, the chauffeur, before entering into the castle walls. “It’s a pleasure to see you as well.” She said, curtsying slightly in respect before standing back up. “Oh it was no problem at all, it didn’t take too long and I enjoyed seeing the countryside. I do apologize for my parents absence, they had some urgent business to attend to back home...” She said, even though she truly didn’t know why they weren’t there. Most likely it was simply that they couldn’t be bothered to see their daughter off, or just didn’t want to deal with her complaints. She smiled brightly at the queen, trying to make herself seem like she was in good spirits. It would be best to create a decent relationship with the queen, so that if she needed a motherly figure that was someone she could turn to. She ran her fingers through her hair as she looked from Severin to his mother, trying her best to not explode from her anxieties. She took the time to look around the interior of the castle with wide eyes as the place was rather lavish. Of course so was hers, but this palace was created in a very different style from her home.