TheCommander
Kadanox
It was a cool, crisp night that had a slight breeze that lifted the fallen leaves of the trees that shrouded the kitchen palace exit and sent them spiraling off into the darkness. Aria let out a breath into the cold night that puffed out ahead of her.
"Are you ready Princess?" The soldier in front of her asked with a formal bow as he held his hand out to her. She hesitated a moment before lightly placing her small milk white skinned hand into his so he could guide her down the stairs and to the carriage that lay before them. She glanced back for a moment, letting the image of the castle she had known all her life and a small smirk rose across her lips but was smothered before anyone noticed it. Not that they would with all their heads bowed respectfully down from her eyes. The carriage door shut gently behind her as she sat on the lavishly decorated bench with pillows piling up around her.
She let out a huff and grabbed at the pins in her hair and pulled them roughly from her head, letting her unique hair fall to her shoulders. She was known as the Blood Princess, a beauty that knew no bounds with hair the colour of freshly blood stained snow or some crap like that. She didn't give a toss about beauty or status and it was like being caught in a trap as she was the princess, that was all that mattered in the world of royalty! The carriage pulled forward and she slouched against the pillows, oh if her parents could see her now they would have a heart-attack knowing she wasn't maintaining her royal appearance even beyond closed doors.
They would be meeting the squadron of soldiers at the back palace gates at the strike of midnight and off she would go to be married to some old ass royal bastard -ahem- emperor. Heavens help her soul.
"Are you ready Princess?" The soldier in front of her asked with a formal bow as he held his hand out to her. She hesitated a moment before lightly placing her small milk white skinned hand into his so he could guide her down the stairs and to the carriage that lay before them. She glanced back for a moment, letting the image of the castle she had known all her life and a small smirk rose across her lips but was smothered before anyone noticed it. Not that they would with all their heads bowed respectfully down from her eyes. The carriage door shut gently behind her as she sat on the lavishly decorated bench with pillows piling up around her.
She let out a huff and grabbed at the pins in her hair and pulled them roughly from her head, letting her unique hair fall to her shoulders. She was known as the Blood Princess, a beauty that knew no bounds with hair the colour of freshly blood stained snow or some crap like that. She didn't give a toss about beauty or status and it was like being caught in a trap as she was the princess, that was all that mattered in the world of royalty! The carriage pulled forward and she slouched against the pillows, oh if her parents could see her now they would have a heart-attack knowing she wasn't maintaining her royal appearance even beyond closed doors.
They would be meeting the squadron of soldiers at the back palace gates at the strike of midnight and off she would go to be married to some old ass royal bastard -ahem- emperor. Heavens help her soul.
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