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The Royal Family RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Royal Family RPThis year should be no different, no?
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
As Liz watches the happy townsfolk preparing the Spring festival, meanwhile she was stuck inside her room. She wished to go out and see what the outside world felt like. Oh to able to have a nice chat with friends in a bustling cafe or atleast go buying supplies so she could look around the town she grew up in. Alas, she was always stuck roaming these quiet palace halls for the rest of eternity, no?
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
Arisa stood on the balcony of her room in the palace, which was the 2nd story, watering the plants in her flower box. The sun today was very bright, the clouds were puffy as normal and the wind ruffled her hair gently, everything was peaceful. She could over look some streets and alleys that were busy with business people, sometimes there would be pickpockets too. And just like that the market was buzzing with noise as a pickpocket stole something from a fruit stall, Arisa smiled and vaulted over the railing, into a roll as she made contact with the ground. The pickpocket had a black hood and was sneaking away, “Not so fast you don’t.” Arisa said and sprinted after the pickpocket. He was fast, but avoiding the crowds of people was hard, soon, they reached an alley with a dead end, Arisa summoned a giant rope and lashed out at him, the pickpocket was pulled towards her and she tied him up, another for the court to find guilty then.
Within a palace that looked to be made entirely of ice, stood a figure on a practice circle. The practice circle was a tool designed to help the user practice their magic. This particular circle was the Cryo-sphere, allowing the training of ice based magic. The figure standing in it was in their element as they practiced their specialty. The figure in question? None other than the beautiful and youthful Eris Everlast, heir to the Everlast throne. With her snow white hair, pale skin, and golden eyes, her age should have kept her from being the immediate heir. What gave her this direct position? Her magic.
For hundreds of generations, the Everlast family has been pure with non-magical members. Until, of course, cometh the sweet Eris. She displayed magic potential at the age of half a year old. By the laws of the kingdom, she was announced as the heir, instead of one of her multiple older siblings. This caused some strain to the family dynamic. Eris did her best to ignore the jests and hateful looks from her siblings, and the critical gazes of her overly perfectionist parents. She had to be the picture of a perfect princess, "for her people".
Cecilia looked outside her window to see all the festivities going on around. It was very colourful and good weather outside. "I ought to go visit the Spring Festival," She said, but something was stopping her from going. Cecilia wasn't feeling as good these days, she felt a little lonely and distant. She then was determined to go.
"I need a little air from this room anyways, being stuck in here feels odd,"
Cecilia opened the door and knocked on Arisa's door.
"Arisa, are you there?"
There was no reply, which was strange because Arisa was always up early.
"Oh well, maybe she's already gone to the Festival"
She then knocked on Elizabeth's door. "Liz, would you like to go to the festival?"
She wasn't sure how Liz would respond, as she always stayed in the castle walls.
She looked over to see Arisa back. "Oh Hello Arisa, just wondering where you were, that's all," she replied.
"Had you gone to the festival already?" she asked.
If she was completely honest, it was an extremely uncomfortable process and she despised it. The amount of silk, glitter, and frills was enough to make her vomit. And then her legs would go numb standing for so long. The dress was heavy and suffocating, the only thing preventing her from sweating buckets was a cleverly hidden cooling spell.
But she kept that to herself. She was used to it. She played the role of the perfect princess and heir flawlessly. Her head held high, but still humble, her back straight yet still graceful and relaxed. There wasn't a single hole in her disguise.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Eris breathed a sigh of relief as her training came to an end. The circle returned to looking like etched stone. Before she could go very far, a servant suddenly entered after knocking. The servant in question bowed to Eris and spoke to remind her of the Spring Festival, and how she needed to get ready for it ASAP. With a nod, Eris was escorted by three guards and the servant to her dressing room, where a team of maids were waiting for her. With their assistance, Eris was soon dressed in a silvery white hooded dress, her hair washed, brushed, and styled in her usual twin buns, and winter-esque makeup. With her appearance affirmed, Eris was then escorted to the Royal Hall by the guards and three of the maids.
As the group headed for the entrance, where Eris's carriage awaited, she glanced back to see her parents on their thrones. Their gazes were ice cold, as usual... She tore her eyes away as the group made it to the doors. They were opened for them by two footman and Eris was led into a royal carriage. With the heir secured inside and the servants onboard as well, the coachman cracked the whip which began the travel to the Spring Festival.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
After getting ready, (not that she had much things to put on) Arisa stepped outside and waited by Cecilia’s room door to wait for her.