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If... If I could walk away from this stupid event... I would be so much happier than I am right now... Why must I present myself to strangers cause of my Birth ..?
Those were the words going through Princess Roamas mind today, it was yet another event at the Palace of Vitrosonne within the Royal Capital and she already was having a bad day due to staying up all night reading Books, now she must be present at court without any sleep whatsoever.
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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓪𝓶𝓪 - Ah.. Forget about it, if I dare show any sign that I'm a Human being I'll be lashed...
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The Princess was being dressed by her Maids, she knew anything she was would be reported to her family but she couldn't care less, they weren't there when she was a Child why should she be there to respect them now as a blossoming teenager?
She would think to herself until the Maids finished dressing her. She reluctantly stepped out of her room, her footsteps echoing through the Halls of the Palace as she approached the Room where the Nobles and his Family were meeting, their chatter became louder with every step she took.
Eventually, she arrived at the Doors to enter the Room, taking a deep breath as the Servants opened the door for her revealing the mass of Nobles in big or small groups, glasses of wine in their hands and either lounging or standing tall and straight to reflect their Noble Blood... and maybe makeup for some missing Height.
How do these fools not get tired of talking to the same people every day of every week of every month..?
The Princess thought to herself as she walked in, Nobles bowing to her as she slowly walked over to her Twin Sister, Princess Riama, who was standing by herself just a few steps away from her Elder Sisters and Brothers who were conversing with each other.
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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓪𝓶𝓪 - You look like a Statue, Dear Sister, at least have some respect for yourself and talk to any of the people present here...
Riama looked surprised to see her Sister and jumped a bit hearing her voice, her face carrying a blush and her body slightly shaking from nervousness.
𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓡𝓲𝓪𝓶𝓪 - W.. Well I don't know anyone... I wanna stay with our Family ...
𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓪𝓶𝓪 - Of course, you don't know anyone, you're too busy trying to gain the non-existent love of our Family to talk to anybody here like a normal person.
Roama looked at her sister with a slightly angry face wishing she could just grab her and force her to socialise despite herself not being the most social individual at all. Princess Riama went silent at her sister's words and just looked forward while holding her fan nervously.
𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓪𝓶𝓪 - Fine, I'll get you to talk to someone...
Roama looked around the room to see any Individual she could throw Riama at, taking into account everything from their hairstyle, to clothing, to even the eye colour if she could see it from that far, eventually, she settled on Count Quent of Beaurant, someone who was just as nervous and almost as girly as Riama herself.
