Post by Princess Ciela on Jul 1, 2018 20:03:05 GMT -5
Ciela woke up to the sound of people talking outside the door of the strange room she had been put in until her fate would be decided by the court. The princess of Uranus had gone missing, they said. Her parents had arranged search parties which looked all over Uranian space, but with no luck. Of course the Uranian royals would neither confirm nor deny the rumours, but the guards had put two and two together and now suspected "Cynthia" may just be the girl they were looking for.
Damned if they would get her to admit as much without an intense interrogation. . . maybe even torture, Ciela thought defiantly, her face settling into a determined frown.
Her parents only wanted her back so they could make her marry that Dorji guy, she figured. If they really cared about her they would have let her choose whomever she wanted to marry, tradition be damned! But she had to stop thinking that way or she'd just get herself all worked up into tears again. Instead she reached into her bag, sitting on a small, floating table with an iridescent fish scale pattern which sat beside the podlike bed decorated in a similar fish scale motif. She rifled through her bag with just one hand while the other rubbed at the crust that had formed on her eyes as she slept, but when her one hand turned up nothing, she pulled the bag over onto her lap and went through it with both hands. She pulled things out and scattered them over the bed in her panic, finally turning the bag upside down so that whatever was left inside would fall out. The picture of herself and Kai fluttered out, landing on her lap, and she paused mid-panic to pick it up and study the angular face and blue ponytail. She lightly touched the red ribbon choker which she now wore on her neck at all times in mourning for her lover. Then she remembered why she had been looking in the bag in the first place and searched all the spilt contents of the bag, growing more panicked by the moment. Her breathing ragged and her eyes beginning to fill with tears despite her best efforts to blink them away, she faced the troubling fact that the stupid little stuffed bird plush Kai had won for her-- that stupid, stupid, wonderful little bird plush-- was nowhere to be found.
Princess Nanshe
Damned if they would get her to admit as much without an intense interrogation. . . maybe even torture, Ciela thought defiantly, her face settling into a determined frown.
Her parents only wanted her back so they could make her marry that Dorji guy, she figured. If they really cared about her they would have let her choose whomever she wanted to marry, tradition be damned! But she had to stop thinking that way or she'd just get herself all worked up into tears again. Instead she reached into her bag, sitting on a small, floating table with an iridescent fish scale pattern which sat beside the podlike bed decorated in a similar fish scale motif. She rifled through her bag with just one hand while the other rubbed at the crust that had formed on her eyes as she slept, but when her one hand turned up nothing, she pulled the bag over onto her lap and went through it with both hands. She pulled things out and scattered them over the bed in her panic, finally turning the bag upside down so that whatever was left inside would fall out. The picture of herself and Kai fluttered out, landing on her lap, and she paused mid-panic to pick it up and study the angular face and blue ponytail. She lightly touched the red ribbon choker which she now wore on her neck at all times in mourning for her lover. Then she remembered why she had been looking in the bag in the first place and searched all the spilt contents of the bag, growing more panicked by the moment. Her breathing ragged and her eyes beginning to fill with tears despite her best efforts to blink them away, she faced the troubling fact that the stupid little stuffed bird plush Kai had won for her-- that stupid, stupid, wonderful little bird plush-- was nowhere to be found.
Princess Nanshe
