Music could be heard, loudly playing from a small band, all the while a gypsy danced. Her clothing, laced with bells and semi-precious, jewels, sang out as she moved, making her beauty even more apparent in the bright mid-morning sunlight. Clapping along to the cheery sound was a young women. Seemingly suspicious because of the long hooded robe she wore, many tried paying no mind to her. But, if they had taken the time to peer inside the hoods opening, they would see that not only did this women mean no harm, but that it was the princess. The young, and the extremely beautiful Poppy Crilling. This young princess was simply out on a stroll, buying home made biscuits for tonight's tea. She, planned on inviting her friends Chris and Brad( and possibly their charming servants). Just to have some company. Since father had passed sometime ago., mother and Poppy both have had this feeling of loneliness ripping at their hearts. So with a void to fill, Poppy decided it was about time to make her castle a home again. Not just couple stone wall.
