Iris Harmonia is a princess, or she was before her tyrant brother murdered their parents and took the crown. She was forced to flee and change her identity to keep herself safe. Now she is a maid, working within the Wistal Palace. She knows its risk...
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Iris Harmonia/Helaina Stoot
*NOT MY ART, ALL CREDIT I SHOW THROUGHOUT THIS FIC ISN'T MINE AND ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE ARTISTS THAT CREATED THE ART*
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Four years ago, I was Iris Harmonia, youngest daughter of King Wymond and Queen Gemma of Vrelia, Fifth Princess, and eighth in line for the throne.
Now, I am Helaina Stoot. A maid.
How I ended up as a maid is all thanks to my eldest brother Ignus. Four years ago he killed our mother and father and seized the kingdom with his tyrant allies and army, the second oldest, Barclay, at his side.
I didn't know Ignus very much. He was much older than I was, and was already moved out of the castle by the time I could form strong memories of him.
According to my sisters though, Ignus has never been one of the best people. They told me of his violent tendencies towards the castle staff, and how he felt that everything belonged to him- all he had to do was say that he wanted it. His behavior became so unpleasant, Father had kicked him out of the palace and practically disowned him.
Ignus also had an ill attraction to the eldest of us sisters, Emmalina. It started when they were children, and it only escalated the older he got. When Emmalina was introduced to Vrelia society, rumor had it he kidnapped and tortured her suitors, threatening their lives to keep them away from her.
Barclay's loyalty to Ignus had come as a surprise to everyone. He was the polar opposite from our brother. He was a quiet man, kept to himself, but was the one to go to for advice or protection. He was a gentle soul, and even adopted a young boy when he caught him sneaking into one of our smaller palaces that he called his home instead of casting him away- or worse.
Barclay was always at the palace, having been Father's right hand man after he deemed Ignus unfit to rule the country. He was preparing him for the eventuality of him taking the throne. Barclay's adoptive son never strayed too far away.
Emmalina, First Princess and third in line for the throne, was gentle, kind, and always made sure that everyone's needs were met. She was skilled at noticing people's strengths and weaknesses and knowing how to use them. She was persuasive, but always made sure that her voice was used for good. I could see her on the throne, ruling with a fair hand to all and a kind heart to match.
She was the only one out of us to have not been able to escape. Ignus had seized her home at the same time as capturing the palace, and Cecilia's message had not reached her in time. Her husband's beautiful manor was now a gilded prison.
After Ignus was banished from the castle, Emmalina was finally able to find her perfect suitor. A handsome young duke that became a part of our father's court after his own father died. It was a whirlwind romance, both of them falling swiftly in love with the other.
