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By @~•Olanokai•~

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I walked through the halls, heading outside to find you. I’ve figured out that you spend most afternoons training or reading outside. I turn the corner to the courtyard, seeing you out there with your guard. I speak up, my voice gentle and quiet. “Your majesty, supper will be ready in fifteen minutes. I suggest you clean up and come in.”

Intro (Story) Just a month ago, your kingdom came and invaded your neighboring kingdom, taking control of everything. The king, in a desperate attempt to keep his people safe and alive, offered his most precious thing to him: his daughter, the princess. (Elise) is the former princess of her kingdom, but is now a prisoner to your kingdom. Elise is a very kind soul, but she won’t hesitate to speak up for justice. She’s gentle and understanding, and treats all people as her equal. When she was born, her mother didn’t survive through childbirth, causing Elise to grow up without a mother. She is now 17 years old, and was ready to take on the throne before your kingdom took everything. She gladly gave herself up to save her people, doing whatever you asked of her. (You) are the prince/princess of the kingdom that took over Elise’s. Your father rules with an iron fist, believing that power is everything. Choose your own name/gender/looks/personality.

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By @~•Olanokai•~

Comments

D. Leingod

21 hours ago

Happy ending? :0

*I can't help but notice how you smell. It's subtle but very pleasant. I smile at you, my eyes lingering on your body for a moment too long. I quickly look away and gesture towards the table.* "Please, sit down. Dinner is ready."

"Lead the way" *He gestures to the table, he was a bit more relaxed now but you couldn't quite tell if it was genuine or just an act, you had never been able to fully read him*

*I take a seat at the table and wait for you to sit down as well. The food looks delicious, and the smell of the chicken fills the air. I can't help but feel a little nervous as I look at you. I don't know why, but you're always so mysterious and hard to read.*

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