Realistic or Modern Torn

[Endless Love]

A life of luxury. Being waited on hand and foot. Practically being fed your grapes. Getting anything you so desire. And to top it all off you're completely satisfied with your life.

Right?

Princes and Princesses may seem as though they're living the life of their dreams, but that's not the case for this group.

After the ball of suitors in the castle of Castile, Spain, young royalty from all over Victorian Europe gather long after their caregivers are asleep and tucked in their chambers. There, they make a decision that changes everything.

They decide to all leave on a ship with their most precious belongings, food, and a small crew of servants.​

 

[Endless Love]

With a light hand, Isabella sketched the outline of a person on her notepad. She wasn't quite sure who it was, but by the looks of it, the silhouette was that of a woman's. Outside of her bedroom, the castles staff was preparing for one of the largest most important balls Spain would ever host. The Suitors Ball. It was all about making friendships and connections with foreign countries. Only the highest royalty of European and some Asian countries were invited and they were instructed to bring their sons and daughters. Most girls who would be attending would be getting ready, or worrying about their looks in their mirrors, but Isabella, of course, was distracted in her doodling. Two maids were preening her nervously, for fear there wouldn't be enough time before the ball and Isabella's long hair wouldn't be brushed perfectly. One of the maids worked a comb though her hair, which was slightly knotted, while the other tied her corset. Isabella gasped and her hand moved causing the ink to splatter over the paper and ruin her drawing. She sighed. "My apologies your majesty." The maid said anxiously, her Spanish almost too fast to understand. Isabella replied in her native tongue. "It's alright."

When they seemed to be finished, Isabella stood and walked over to the full length mirror on the wall. Her dress was blue, somewhat periwinkle, and strapless with a sweetheart neckline. A light floral lace was draped over the skirt. It was her favorite dress, and she only wore it to the most important events. Her hair was left down to fall around her shoulders, as she didn't like the feeling of it being tied up.​

 

[NeoStigma]

"Haru! Hurry and pull the cart of spices to the Castle! The pay here is going to be big! I heard all the higher ups where coming here to visit. There might be some nobles from your home country!" said a balding Chinese man as he pushed

Haru towards a cart full of spices.

"Hai.....Hai.... I got it Lee.... We take the cart in the back right?" sighed Haru as he wrapped his sword in his bag and slug it on his shoulder.

"You sure as hell can't waltz through the front doors, look what you're wearing! You look like Hell! Hahahaha yeah take the cart at the back, you should see some other workers and servants they'll be expecting the spices and other goods we brought for the party." chuckled Lee as he checked off a couple of things on his clip board.

"Right....." said Haru as he looked down at his worn out gray clothes, he looked nothing more than a peasant. Haru didn't mind, suits always hindered movements which could lead to a disadvantage in battle. He then began pulling the cart towards the back of the castle where the rest of the servants and workers where scrambling to bring the goods in to the kitchen and party. Haru approached a man and asked where to put the cart, the man pointed at the direction to the rest of the carts filled with spices and sweets.​

 

[Arabella Rosewood]

Blair had gotten off the boat two days ago and had been riding to a Spanish castle where the ball she was attending was to be held. Unlike other royals, Blair preferred to ride a horse than sit in a carriage. So that's what she did. Two days of riding was nothing compared to the trips she would take at home. Blair loved her people and, against her parents' wishes, she would ride out to the villages to meet them.


She had already begun to miss the smell of home and her horse, who she didn't risk to bring. Blair and her guards galloped gracefully up to the front of the castle. She came to a stop and her horse whinnied a bit. In a practiced manner, Blair gracefully dismounted and dusted off her riding dress. She looked up at the castle as her guards came to her side after handing off the horses to the stable boys.


Some staff came out and greeted them, leading them inside. Blair's eyes wondered as they walked to a bedroom with two maids. The man who guided her here told her she was staying in the room and that the maids were there to help her with anything she needed. Blair simply nodded her head in acknowledgment.


Her guards stood outside the door as she went inside and had the maids help her change into a cream colored dress. They then proceeded to braiding her long red hair into a unique bun. Then they just worked on little details like her make up and what not. And after what felt like hours, they were done. Blair dismissed the maids once they were finished.


Once alone, she decided while she waited for the ball, she would sit by the window and read.

 

[Keira Winston]

Cassandra's personal assistants were rushing around trying to get her ready and dressed up for the Suitor's Ball. Her parents were always invited to join the ball reserved specifically for the highest royalty in all of Europe and Asia. They held the throne of France and were in fact very important rulers. A light pink blush was brushed onto her cheeks as she was being fitted into her outfit. Her maid tied her corset around her tightly making Cassandra gasp for breath. Her embroidered white Victorian gown was soon fitted onto her. One of her maids dabbed on a pinkish lipgloss on her lips. The maids finished the rest of the make up before rushing out of her room, leaving Cassandra standing in front of her full length mirror.

Cassandra admired her long white Victorian gown that showed off her nice bone structure. It hugged her upper body, showing of her hourglass frame. The top was decorated with beautiful silver gems. From the waist down, the dress was lacy and had an average span. Winged eyeliner brought out her eyes along with the silvery eyeshadow. Her luxurious brunette wavy hair cascaded down her back and around her shoulders. She did a little twirl.

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[Gold Phoenix]

Gazing out the window of his carriage, Sören eyed the castle as they drew closer. He was utterly bored, and would have preferred to ride his own horse as it was far more interesting, yet his father insisted they were to arrive elegantly. Sören had simply rolled his eyes and stepped into the carriage without a word, yet now he was almost regretting his decision not to argue. Stopping in front of the castle, he eyed the bustling people preparing for the ball. Their arrival was evidently not going to be a dramatic affair, and he didn't mind. As he and his father stepped out of their carriages, a man appeared to greet them. They followed the man through the hallways, Sören's eyes wandering and studying the decorations, the architecture, and everything else. Being in foreign castles was not unusual to him as his father liked to take him when he went out on business, but he had never been to a country so far from his own. Everything was unfamiliar, strange, and fascinating.


The rooms they were given were just as impressive as the rest of the castle, with high ceilings, a massive bed, and elegant furniture. His servants began preparing for the ball almost immediately, but he waved them away. A murmur of protest came, and he said, "Leave me for now. We still have plenty of time before the ball to prepare, and I would like some time to relax after our journey." Glancing at the concerned frowns of his staff he gave a small sigh. "You may return shortly, I only want a little time." Still frowning, they bowed before slowly exiting the room. Once he was alone, Sören sighed again and fell back onto the enormous mattress. Gazing up at the ceiling, Sören wondered if the ball would be any fun. He didn't want to disappoint his father, so he would try to enjoy it, or at least pretend to enjoy himself whenever his father could see. Although, he mused, it might actually be fun, maybe some of the the other princes and princesses would be interesting and friendly.

 

[Arabella Rosewood]

Blair finishes her book and lightly closes it. She sighs as she looks out the window. Her lesson book took up her attention for a while, but she was still bored. She knew why the maids put her in her dress right as she got there, because if they didn't she would be back outside in a heartbeat and on a horse. Blair wasn't one to ruin a gown or the hard work of others, so she decided she would just walk around the castle grounds. She opened the door after grabbing herself another book and began to walk around, two guards following her a little way back by her request. She tries to stay out of everyone's way as the get ready as she looks around. She turns to a maid and asks if she had time to prepare a blanket she could use to sit out on the lawn. The maid nodded and ran off after telling her to head out to the lawn.


When Blair got to the lawn, a man and woman stood next to a blanket with tea and snacks. She thanked them and sat down on the blanket. The servants sat the tea cup and snacks on a little table in the middle of the blanket and left her alone to read. She enjoyed the fresh wind that kissed her face as it rushed by and played with her bright red hair. She sighed as she felt the warm light from the sun hit her body and kept her warm against the cool breeze. After a bit of reading, she turned her gaze up and looked out onto a gorgeous lake. Maybe just a relaxing afternoon reading was better than another horseback ride; just this one time.

 

[Endless Love]

After a good ten minutes left alone in her bedroom, the King came, dressed in his finest clothing, which included the skin of a Snow Leopard, and wearing his favorite crown. "Isabella." He said, his Spanish accent strong. At his words, she stood from her plush desk chair, and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "Ready?" He asked. Isabella nodded and took her father's arm.

All of the butlers in the palace were busy knocking on suite doors, notifying the visitors of the ball starting shortly.

Isabella continued down the hallway with the King, her long pale blue dress trailing a few inches behind her. Her father was usually silent, so she was surprised when he spoke. "I trust you're excited to meet potential suitors. Perhaps friends?" He asked, looking up from the floor to look at her. "Yes, father." She answered sheepishly, keeping her golden brown eyes on the carpet of the seemingly endless hallway. Isabella had never really known her father too well. She did spend some time with him, and did love him, but her bond wasn't as good with her father as it was with her mother. Not nearly. She felt much more comfortable with the Queen.

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[Deadkool]

William was riding in a convoy of carriages toward the gathering. The ride across the channel had been quite pleasant considering the circumstances. Edward was writing in his notes on the way to the castle. He hoped he might meet someone at the gathering with similar scientific interests. It seemed most other maidens were more interested in how the buttons on their corsets aligned then how the planets aligned. Finally the carriage arrived and William stepped out. He sad to one of he nearby servicemen "Your land is beautiful". First impressions were everything, this would be the first time he set foot in Spain.

 

[Gold Phoenix]

It seemed like it was only moments before his servants came rushing back into the room. "Sir, they're going to be going around informing everyone that the ball is starting shortly. We really must get you ready." Without waiting for a reply from him, they all starting hurrying around the room, preparing everything he would need for the ball. He slowly got up from the bed and was immediately swarmed by staff as they prepared him for the ball. But when he noticed the outfit they were bringing over he shook his head. "No, no. That's far too dramatic. I believe it would be better if I wore something a little more casual." The protests came as expected, but he silenced them with a look. All his staff knew that when he attended parties and events, he wanted as much control over things as possible because of how much he sometimes hated socializing, so they grudgingly let him choose his own outfit. A knock soon came on the door and one of the servants answered it. Once they were finished speaking with whomever knocked, they approached Sören again, where they were just adding the finishing touches. "The ball is starting shortly." Sören nodded in reply, and slipped his mother's ring onto his finger before he began to make his way through the castle. He knew his father would be there early, and he did not want to be late either.

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[Endless Love]

After pacing the long hallway, Isabella came to the grand staircase located in the heart of the palace. There she could view the guests from high up. Not everyone was there, but there was a fair share of people gazing up at her as a man caught the audience's attention with a trumpet. He first spoke in the language of the country, "Damas y caballeros , presentando Rey Hernando Vélez de España, y la Princessa Isabella." And then in English, Italian, and French. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome King Hernando Velez of Spain, and Princess Isabella." The guests all clapped in unison as the King escorted his daughter by the arm down the red carpeted staircase.​

 

[NeoStigma]

"Hmm.....so that's the princess" said Haru with little interest as he walked by a window, his eyes scanned the extravagant hall from the window. Haru decided to get a better view.

"Oi Lee....I'll be taking my break!" yelled Haru to Lee as he ran past him and began climbing up the stone walls of the castle. Haru easily reached the roof of the castle, a few guards stood on watch. Haru easily slipped by and manage to find an open window up above high enough to see the whole party and its grandeur. Haru sat on the windows edge and watched the rich folk mingle with one another. He watched them all in glee as they all gazed at the princess' grace. Haru laughed at all this useless formalities, he found it amusing how the kings and queens will gladly sell their sons an daughters, have them marry into a rich family in order to plunder in power and wealth. Yes...... it was the same here and back at Haru's home country.

"Ah...... it appears that the little princess and a few others find this event not so enjoyable..... I sense they each have something they rather do than to attend to this ball......" chuckled Haru as he watched them from above cloaked in the shadows. Haru reached for his bag and pulled out some rice balls and began to eat them as he watched the people interact with one another.​