At the young tender age of eleven, kneeling solemnly in front of her father as the golden crown was placed on her head, Iris knew that one day, she was going to be an empress. For over six years, she has been the perfect crown princess. Rumours spread out of the country, about a girl, a definite opposite image of the current ruler of the Antarctic empire, who holds control over the royal palace and has an influence around the whole thirteen regions. When her time comes , people talk on the streets and markets , and the true era of prosperity will start . Iris would be flattered if she had the time to listen to these stories. Between the endless balls, going to tea gatherings, and the constant flirting of the princes , she barely eats or drinks to keep her figure. She isn't complaining, though - it's the fate she chose for herself, even if she didn't know at the time that the position of the crown princess is possibly the loneliest there is in the entire empire. made by Iry :3 (Iris is my OC, not me. I just don't have any name other than Iris to put on the Internet. I'm not comfy with my name on the internet)
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