Stars in the Dark.
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Princess Iyanna's 16th birthday was only being planned just a day ago and yet here she is today shocked and anxious in all its glory and grief, Her father King Jaffar Oden The Fourth: and late mother Queen Maylana Lukriss Oden, have been mindefully and secretly eager to marry their royal princess off to the right royal successor.
"The gathering was absolutely breathtaking that Evening, I recall almost every single detail down to the expensively embroiled slippers each possible bride wore. Flaunting there finest of accessories and shoes, to the latest exquisite designer gowns. Fellows smirking and cheering to success and riches in there imported foreign attires.
But the massive space of the room its self was enough to intimidate even the tallest of men. My persona from that of a dominant and threatening heir; quickly faded to more or less then that of a simple bastard withing seconds of my attending."
"Already half an hour into my gathering of decadent decor and idle boring chitchat, I begin to feel overwhelmed with joyfully bliss finally!, I had anticipated and rehearsed this very moment in what seemed like millenniums ago in my secret chamber. But of course it wasn't as live or livid in my mind as it is in person!..."
"Her sultry and innocent company truly graced us all I say, not only was she ever so entrancing with beauty and elegance as she swayed around the room; Nay she spoke with the tongue and wit of well education and amusing conversations. I watched her from afar as always at times like this, when I get the urge to express my true feelings to her I find myself mute; like a cowardly child.
Due to my incompetence in speaking my heart I've been treated as 'Barely a Best Friend' compared to her frolicking, gossiping, scandalous lady mates."
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