mood6
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Okay. You've got this Emma. After all, it's only finding a proper suitor. The person you'll spend the rest of your life with, if you are unlucky. There's no reason to worry. Scratch that, there is every reason to worry.
Looking herself over in the mirror, Emmeline can't help but smile at the sight of her only friend behind her."We can do this. If you need me at all, I'll be there. But you deserve your own day of fun, not fussing over me. So, enjoy dear"She gives her friend's hand a squeeze before stepping into the hall on the way to the ballroom. It's unlike her to be this anxious about anything, but her entire country's welfare is on the line. This is the most important day of so many people's lives. And she must manipulate it to her family's will.
Typically, their parents would be the ones introducing the siblings to possible suitors, but they don't have that option. As Emmaline strides past her father's door, she hesitates. Taking a deep breath, she reiterates her father's words in her mind. We are the change in the world. We must change it to our will. She's the only one who can do this. Her siblings seem to be content with marrying for love, so she carries their burdens. The weight of their status weighs heavy on the siblings, but they bear it differently.
Robert seems to finally understand his responsibility, but she fears for his reputation. Her twin seems to only care for having a bit of fun. Esme seems to base her personality and worth on the love of a man. And little Vaughn, he's so concerned with proving himself that he may be losing who he truly is. She loves them all, though she wonders who else will come to love them. Despite her reservations, Emma does hope her sister finds love. She wants happiness for all of them. They are good. They deserve it.
Taking a deep breath, Emmaline closes her eyes and allows a mask to fall over her face. Entering the ballroom, a bright smile comes over her face. Pretending to be amazed by the decor which she approved, making her seem excitable. Talking with a few guards, making her seem personable. Doing everything possible to make herself seem intriguing. Hopefully this would work.
the princess
emma.
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Another day, another chore. Well, that's what Raziah would say if she weren't currently affixing a mask to her face for the biggest ball of the season. Of course, she also had to have been assigned to one of their two most intimidating visitors, king Ronan Drax. Oh, the guy just has TWO PET WOLVES. While that is absolutely incredible, it is also incredibly terrifying. She'll have to constantly be on guard, just in case one isn't as domesticated as she's hoping they will be.
"Stop squirming!"Her brother snaps at her while finishing an adjustment to her dress. Unlike most people attending the courting season, she doesn't have a team of dressers and spinsters. Just a brother, who happens to be a tailor. So he straps her into her ill fitting dress, which he just so happened to have in stock."Now, remember what you are to do?"Nicolas questions her, making his sister nod earnestly.
"Don't look his grace in the eye, keep his drink filled, and inform him of the more profitable suitors in the vicinity"She responds, eyes glazed over as if this has been drilled into her head. And with the amount of times the head of staff reminded Raz of the rules, it may as well have been.
Rushing out of their home, Raziah weaves through carriages to make it to the palace entrance. People entering were to give their invitations, then they could be assigned the correct servant (if they are getting one) without revealing their identities. Immediately after taking her position the servant begins to assist the other servants with directing the guests into the castle and sending a guest's things to their respective rooms when applicable. There are quite a few servants lined up at the doors, but as it gets later they will move inside to bring refreshments.
While assisting a lady who seemed a bit stuck up, at least by the way her nose was turned up at the servants, Raziah keeps an eye out for two giant men and an entourage of wolves. Totally normal, right?
the servant
raziah.
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"Lilith" has never felt more beautiful. The siblings decided to dress like peacocks, a hidden metaphor. They were parading themselves around, but one was always willing to strike at the right moment. Of course, it had been her idea. It would hopefully also draw people to them, or at least to her. Because let's be real, not many people care about a suit. Though, they had made an interesting one for her brother. Yes, made it. With their dwindling pockets, the twins decided it would be better to make their own outfits. If asked about it, they had a plan. Simply say "no one else could get our vision right". Easy enough, makes them seem important.
Stepping out of the small carriage, with the help of their driver, Lilith takes in the sight of the castle. Holy shit. They'd never done anything this big before. Taking a deep breath, Lilith closes her eyes for a moment. She pictures her parents, hears their screams. Sees her brother, struggling to learn how to pick a lock. This is who they are. They have been trained for this since birth. They can do thi-"My lady, are you alright?"A nearby guard questions and she opens her eyes, flashing them a kind smile
"I apologize. It appears my nerves have gotten the better of me. I believe my escort has our invitations"She lies. Referring to her brother as her escort would not only make them appear more mysterious, but would serve in not revealing their identities, as was the entire point. Once their bags have been taken and invitations checked, the siblings make their way inside and begin to mingle.
But Euphemia wonders if they will ever leave
the liar
lilith.
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Fuck. Shit. Balls. This is the part where he has to talk to people. He hasn't practiced in a while, but he can do this. He was born for this. Come on buddy. You got this. Even your writer is cheering for ya. Deep breath. Don't do your normal voice, you need to sound like an entilted brat."I believe you require these"He states, his voice significantly more nasally than normal. Nailed it. Now shove your papers in their face. Good boy.
Handing his bags off to whoever is nearby, the man child holds his arm out for his older sister, who takes it gracefully. Fuck you Euphemia. Whatever. He can do better. Sticking his nose up, he hears his sister slightly chuckle. Okay now seriously fuck you.
He leads her into the balllroom, where she proceeds to talk to people and he stands next to her. Doing great buddy.
the liar
arthur.
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As he steps off his horse, Micah can't help but smile as he sees his outfit. His daughter had convinced him and Jude to wear matching outfits to the first ball. Of course, they both did as she asked (with a lot of bribing when it comes to Jude) but Jude refused to arrive with his father in that case. Micah agreed. To be honest, though his daughter had planned it, he couldn't be happier that he and Jude were coordinating. It reminds him of when his children were babies, how they would play dress up with his clothes. It changed as they got older. His daughter always store her father's shirts when possible, but Jude complained about the quality of his father's shoes, saying he couldn't dance in them.
Either way, it fills his heart with joy to be reminded of the small boy he once held in his arms. Speaking of, he hands in his invitation, but doesn't step in the door. He needed to make sure Jude got here safe, even if they didn't plan on arriving together. So he stands near the entrance, a smile on his face as he fumbles with his necklace. It's a gift, gotten for him by his ...well his children's maternal grandparents. It's a locket, with portraits of one of the children on each side. It's his pride and joy, along with the actual teens of course.
Now, where is this boy?
the teacher
micah.
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Violet had never felt so beautiful and disgusting at the same time. Change. That's what William said their costumes were to represent. He had no idea how right he was. Mermaids, the change they go through from land to water. To her, her costume reminds her more of the depth. The deep, dark ocean where you never know what's lurking. Sorry Robert.
"You look incredible. Don't worry"Her.....her Will gives her a kind smile, which he is known for in their home. The man appears gruff, but to her he's just a teddy bear. Looking through the window to see if any would notice, he moves onto her side of the carriage and wraps an arm around her. He gives her a quick squeeze and kiss on his head, before heading back to his seat.
Oh, her hero. If only he could save her from what's coming next. The masquerade aspect helps. It'll be easy to hide. But she'll be staying in the palace. Where he is. Shi- nope. Don't say that. Bad lady. Oh goodness. Well that word would be applicable, if you want another husband you've got to stop. You've had a break but it's time to act again. Put on a show.
Stepping out of the carriage, with William's help. Of course, she could get out but herself but for some reason men assume she needs their help for everything. Except work. Of course, Will knows her..capabilities and is just putting on a show.
She just wishes she knew what she could do too
the lady
violet.
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Change. Will planned this hoping to whatever God really exists that they would finally get it. That they wouldn't be stuck anymore. That Violet could finally be happy. Maybe even him too. That's probably too much to ask though.
When Vi's hand whips up to her mouth, ready to chew on her nails, a nervous habit of hers. They can't both be freaking out. What does he do? Gosh."You look incredible, don't worry"He reassures her, though it's obvious it didn't work. Peeking through the window, he sees that they are pretty close to the castle. If anyone catches him comforting her, it could ruin her chances for a successful marriage. But, they could be far enough away that it works. She needs him. He needs her. It's worth it.
A bit awkwardly for the 6'2 man, he switches sides of the carriage, so he is next to Violet. He quickly wraps his arm around her and gives her a squeeze. Please believe in yourself Vi. Believe in you as much as he believes in you. Of course, he has no idea the real reason she's anxious, but he's going to do his best to make it better. But that's all he can do.
Giving her a nod, he switches back sides. Time to do his duties. His face goes from the kind smile reserved for Violet and his sisters to the stern face a lord should have. Helping Violet out of the carriage, only she can see the small twinkle in his eye.
Going through the motions, he hands in their invitations and things, before leading Violet into the castle.
They can do this. They have to do this
the lord
william.
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