♚ ⊱ five crowns.

[GrayStar51]

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xxx As usual, Wesley was late to his own ball. I mean really, that was to be expected, right? Wesley wasn't one to sit in front of a mirror very long, but he often got sidetracked and occupied by trivial things, typically on his way to the door. Maybe he just wanted to delay his descent into the pit of vipers just a little longer. To be honest, Wesley wasn't one for this whole suitor thing. He believed in love, not the kind of infatuation, but a sort of "meant-to-be" love that just kind of happens sometimes, like a miracle or something. Based on the loud music and cracking of fireworks to ensue, Wes had judged that this just wasn't the setting for such a miracle. Nonetheless, he had to show up, or else that would be rude to the princesses. Wes always did enjoy seeing the ladies in their full get-up. With bright shades colorfully representing their proud houses, they really stole the spotlight. Yet, tonight, it was really all about the princes, which made Wes even more uncomfortable. The girls were all trying for a prince of their own. Wesley just wasn't sure he was what the frenzy of princesses were looking for. The youngest and the often more "innocent" of the dashing princes, he wasn't high on anyone's list.
xxx Still, Wesley managed to make a fashionably late entrance. Sporting a clean-cut white blazer with emerald stone buttons, he certainly was identifyable as the lost prince finally arriving in the heat of the ball. Wes noticed his brother, Diego, but throught to leave him be, especially when he spotted the flower-adorened gown owned by none other that his lovely friend, Grace Queens. He had the wonderful habit of writing Grace from time to time, so he knew her fairly well. Yet, as he approached, he realized the other princess she was gossiping quietly with was her notorious sister, Avyn. Now, Wesley wasn't about to pretend that Avyn was anything less than stunning. She was flawlessly, effortlessly beautiful, but her one detracting feature laid behind her polished face. Wanting to avoid Avyn, Wesley stopped in his attempt to speak with Grace, and hence, changed his path through the crowd.
xxx As he swam through the whirling audience, Wesley scanned over the crowd for a familiar face, but found few. With one exception; Wes moved gently towards his very true friend, Zoe. He placed a delicate hand on her shoulder as he came from behind her and circled around her front. A small smile quickly grew into a huge grin as his eyes met hers. "Well, would you look who it is? Zoe, you look amazing, it's so good to see you!" He said with such energy, looking over Zoe's gown with admiration. It had been months since they had seen each other, which was always months too long for Wes. Maybe one good thing about this selection would be that Zoe would be nearby for a few weeks.

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[the 1975]

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⊱art was so captivating and lively. the merchants were kind and the food was well. zo was honestly having a good time. she was sure most didnt believe she was a princess because most never really talked to others "below" them kindly, but she was different, which is why she didnt have a lot of friends. zoë tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and smiled as she looked around. when she heard her name from a voice, she jumped slightly and turned around. to her surprise, it was one kf her friends. she gasped and threw her arms around him as he talked. she was so hapoy to see him. wes meant everything to her and so did his opinion. she hadnt talked to him in a while and she had missed him greatly. "oh wes! how are you my dear, dear friend. i have missed you so much. how have you been these months since we have talked?" she asked, smiling at him with amazing joy. he was as handsome as ever. he had always been but zoë didnt truly notice it until now. she was ecstatic. seeing him, reminded her of diego. she looked around for him, and discreetly, she hoped. when she decided she couldnt and probably wouldnt find him in this crowd, she turned her attention back to wes. "how are your mother and father? good i hope." she said sweetly and put her hands behind her back. the lady spoke with a sweet and sensual English accent yet she hated her own voice. zoë picked up a book and played with the pages. it was hard looking wes in the eye when he was so near. he was her childhood crush until he got close to grace, then she focused on diego and has been on diego eversince due to the fact that wes and grace are still close. she doesnt want to step on anyones toes. sure, two girls will end up alone in the picking and zo didnt really think she would mind, as long as her sister got picked. so no, she didnt mind one bit.

[dakotaawolven]

EMMERY DANIELA RUSTOVA
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[location; ballroom] . [nineteen years old] . [eldest daughter of verano] . [feeling; conflicted] . [tagged; avyn] . [wearing: x]

Emmery stood leaning against the wall, thinking about everyone she had met here. She though a lot about her sister, wishing she could approach the younger girl. Then again, Emmery didn't even see Ramsey in the ballroom at the moment. The young woman thought maybe she was outside taking part in the other festivities. Sighing, Emmery pushed away thoughts of her younger sister. When she thought about Ramsey, her mood always went sour. Attempting to change her thoughts, Emmery lifted her head and scanned the ballroom again. The one girl she could actually socialize with -Avyn Queens- was talking to her younger sister, Grace. Emmery observed the blossom princess and her sister. The gown her friend was wearing -Avyn was her friend, wasn't she? - was light pink and covered in a lacy floral pattern. The verano princess thought it intriguing and complementary on her friend, but thought that anyone else who tried wearing such gown would probably look hideous. But on her friend, Emmery thought it was perfect.

Emmery laughed silently at herself as she stood apart from everyone and observed. She was not really social, in the sense that her temper was usually poor and her tongue sharp. But she enjoyed observing. Especially those she cared for. So at the moment, she observed her friend. It was weird that she actually had found someone she could call her friend. Everyone usually avoided her and she usually avoided everyone, so friends didn't really happen for her. But she had found one in Avyn. Avyn knew the rumors floating around and knew that most were likely true. Emmery enjoyed having a confidant and she trusted her friend. The verano princess had finally been accepted, and that made her quite happy. Not that she showed it in front of people. She had a reputation to hold up, after all.

A movement coming from Avyn pulled Emmery from her thoughts. A wave. Emmery let the slightest hint of a smile lift her lips as she raised her hand to return the wave. Seeing Avyn was currently free now, Emmery moved to join her friend. As she passed certain people, she caused the soft flames on her dress to flare up and singe them. As she passed, she laughed softly, and hurried over to Avyn. she could feel her flames licking at her cheeks. Being able to control fire was extremely fun for her, and she loved it. When she got to her friend, Emmery made her flames go out as to not risk them touching Avyn's dress. She could make them not burn, but that took a lot of concentration, so she opted for just extinguishing them for the moment. When the young woman stopped near Avyn, she nodded to the girl.

"Good evening, Av," she spoke softly, but her voice was still strong, as always. The young woman now took a closer look at her friend and let a real smile flash across her face for a fleeting moment. Then her mysterious, dangerous mask returned to keep other from approaching them. There were only three or four people that Emmery would speak kindly to, so she used her posture and expressions to keep everyone else at bay. "You look gorgeous, by the way," she said, her voice kind and genuine, a rarity from her.

[haadez_]

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xtagged mari

diego wasn't prepared when princess marilyn joined their group, and the once chatty boy soon went
silent, glancing down at his glass nervously, his hands shaking as as she asks about how they were f-
eeling about the 'selection'. of course, diego's mind had been racing since his parents had announced
the reason behind the ball, to marry one of the princesses'. the boys had met all of the girls several
times when younger, and of course the boy had taken a liking to one of them. however, he was not
the best at speaking to her, and now marilyn stood in front of him, speaking to him and his older br-
other.

lifting his eyes shyly, diego takes a small step behind micah, he planned on using his older brother as
a shield for his clumsiness that always came when mari was around, before responding to the pretty
girl. "uh, g-good evening, princess." the prince responses, his voice soft and shaky as his eyes dart
from her, to his glass, and to his brothers back, rapidly. "i-it's been alright, er, ho-how about you?
a-are you worried?" he asks, his voice crackling in the middle of his sentence, causing him to flinch,
almost dropping the glass in his hand, before turning his head away from the girl in embarrassment.

not wanting to look at the princess, as his face turns a bright red, diego's eyes roam the ball, spotting
his friends, grace, zoe and wes, as well as avyn, who was speaking to her sister. after a few moments,
the prince places his nearly full glass on a passing by waiters tray, a small noise, something sounded
suspiciously like a squeak, left his mouth as the glass tilts off, shattering onto the ground, making the prince
scramble to pick up the broken piece apologizing to the servant.