[center][h1][color=powderblue]Princess Amalia[/color][/h1][/center]

[center]Amalia acknowledged Xavier with a slight incline of her head. "[color=powderblue]Sir Xavier, it seems that your fitness is lacking. How... disappointing.[/color]" Amalia said with a slight bit of distaste. Such a weak knight. Her father and her brother shouldn't tolerate such weakness. Amalia tucked the beautiful amaryllis behind her ear, being careful not to smash the flower. 

"[color=powderblue]Oh, good morning, Lucien.[/color]" Amalia said. She liked the cook, he seemed to be a fairly sensible man. "[color=powderblue]How are you doing this fine morning?[/color]"[/center]

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[center][h1][color=lightsalmon]Anne Mason[/color][/h1][/center]

[center]Anne was walking along the hallway, when she saw Elizabeth scrubbing the floor. 

"[color=lightsalmon]Hey, Elizabeth, do you need some help?[/color]" she asked quietly.[/center] 

[center][sub][@Nikki Moonlight][/sub][/center]