What's Love got to do with it? ~ selection roleplay~ (OPEN 15/20)

What's Love got to do with it? ~ selection roleplay~ (OPEN 15/20)

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Prince Edmund lost all faith in love when his father remarried when Edmund was five. His stepmother was obviously just after the crown, and he quickly learned that love isn't real, and most people just fake it to get what they want. His father just passed away, and the crown can't pass down to a woman, so the country is holding a selection for Edmund to find a queen before his coronation. Edmund figures whoever he hates teh least will win, but doesn't really plan on participating.
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"Are you sure you're one of the girls? You seem like a spy to me. Are you spy, Arabella?" My name rolled of his tongue perfectly and I stood completely still as he took another step closer to me. "You know, it's my job to eliminate spies." "Eliminate me huh? I'd like to see you try." I was surprised by my response, just as much as he was, and he raised one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows at me. "Is that a challenge? I like a challenge." *** I never wanted any of the lives set out for me. Unfortunately in the new world where the monarchy has taken over, there was never a choice for a girl like me. At 18, I'm forced to leave the academy. It's a horrible place where young girls are groomed to become the perfect wives, and yet it's the only home I've ever know . Now I'll either become a human incubator, breeding children for the kingdom, or sold at auction to a man who would make me his wife and slave. Little did I know I would become a chosen one. Forced to compete in the coming-of-age competition to win the heart of the Prince and the crown. All were terrible fates, but only one included him. ___________________________________________ - completed - Mature sexual content Cover credits go to Devilishwritings

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