ob·liv·i·on
əˈblivēən/
noun
1.
the state of being unaware or unconscious of what is happening.
young heirs from different countries attend an academy that teaches leadership and modesty. when a war erupts from two countries, the heirs face tramatic...
The air was thicker and the sun beamed out ferociously. Today was the day, The Red and White festival. Hundreds and Thousands of people came to attend the French celebration. Alliances would shift and be formed and the young heir's began getting ready.
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"You look beautiful in white Lady Victoria" Louis said observing the Greek beauty. She smiled softly and started to pose in various amounts to amuse Louis. "I'm so elated Louis! I finally get to see my parents again. Show them all I did in the academy" Victoria said. "I'm sure they would be extremely proud of you" Louis said smily widely. "Why don't you go along now and get ready" Victoria said to Louis. He simply nodded and excused himself to the way back to his room where he bumped into Eve and Alfonso. "Prince Louis, I just wanted to thank you for sending the letter to my family regarding my outfit, it looks beautiful!" Eve said cheerfully. "Anything for guests!" Louis said happily and excused himself once again.
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"Didn't think you would show up" Rena said to the woman looking out the window of French citizens. She quickly but calmly turned her face around to see her own flesh and blood. "Why would I miss this? We get in one argument Rena and you're doubting me?" The woman said with a bright smile on her beautiful face. "Nadia, I am glad to see you here!" Rena finally said wrapping her arms around her younger sister. "So? Any luck with the Pourtguese prince? Come on, I want little nieces and nephews running around" Nadia said. Rena sighed loudly and shook her head. "Alfonso is smitten with Eve of Austria, I'm sure they are going to marry" Rena sadly. "Rena, the fate of India relies of your marriage, we are in tough shit after England and Turkey declaring war" Nadia says. "War? England's monarch is in France how are they declaring WAR? Turkey? Does Estella have something to do with this?" Rena says with great fear. Nadia just shrugs her shoulders and continues to look out the window. "If you won't marry I'd probably have to" Nadia says. "Either marry and English or Turkish or any country allied with them" Rena continues. Nadia sighs deeply, bringing her olive hands onto her face. "So stressful as a noble" Nadia complains. "Even more stressful as an heir" Rena says.
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