669th year, 1st Blossom
The flower of their kingdom, Belle Kallistier, strength and power seeps through her veins. Charming and untouchable like a rosette barbed with thorns, she was unlike other Princesses from the past.
Her childhood ended when her mother was assassinated, leaving her to supress her deepest feelings and being her father's pillar of support.
At the age of seven, the young girl was memorizing political laws, learning what it took to be a heir.
Usually the training starts when the heir turns 15 but with an exception, Kingdom ruling was her playing field at the age of 13. Imperial professors were shocked by her determination and allowed her to do as she please.
Not just the Kingdom, the army and shadow guards as well.
At the mere age of 9, she trained along side top warriors of the Imperial Army. Her father, the King, had worries that his daughter might endanger her life in the process. Without the constant reports from his shadow guards, he would not have let Belle train on her own.
By the time she turned 11 and long knew who the undercovers were, she planned her sneak attack single-handedly and in the process, found the weapon she could be defined for : poison.
Belle was a flawless toxicologist. She could tailor a toxin to any situation: to paralyze, to knock out, to kill, or even other, more exotic, effects that others would consider beyond the realms of conventional toxicology.
In order not to get herself killed by her own weapons, she started taking her poisons and gradually increasing the doses. It was dangerous but necessary. After a time period of 3 years, Belle was immune to all the harmful substances, unknown to the world. The only one who knew was her personal knight.
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