[b][color=662d91]Roleplay:[/color][/b] When Royalty Collides
[b][color=662d91]Date of post:[/color][/b] September 15, 2016
[b][color=662d91]Character:[/color][/b] Feora Isabel Swinth
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[center][h2][color=007236]Feora Isabel Swinth of Wulfswinth[/color][/h2]
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Feora breathed a small sigh of relief when she realized that her betrothed Prince Henry had yet to notice her. She was perfectly content with that because she certainly wasn’t ready to meet him. Granted, she didn’t think she ever would be. For one to not be nervous in these circumstances you would have to be incredibly brave or simply ignorant. She hated the whole idea of creating alliances through arranged marriage because it was so flawed. How does one expect a kingdom to become stronger when the leaders resent each other? She didn’t want that fate, the very same fate that her father was forcing upon her. However, she hadn’t come up with a plan of action that would not jeopardize her kingdom’s safety. Whatever she did she had to take into consideration the potential repercussions. She would not be the one who causes her kingdom’s demise, but she also didn’t want to lose herself. 

She held back what would have been a very unladylike groan of annoyance. She started walking across the room, putting distance between her and Prince Henry. She knew that he would notice her eventually, and when he did, she would let him come to her, not vice versa. She maintained a placid façade as she leisurely yet still elegantly crossed the room. Her guards Fitzroy and Maxwell fell in step beside her. [color=007236]“You know, both of you don’t need to stay glued to my side. It would make more logical sense if one of you found a vantage point where you could see the entire room at once,”[/color] she stated. Her guards looked surprised by her clear knowledge of tactical planning, making her feel honestly insulted. However, instead of snapping at them like she wanted to, she simply arched a brow in response. One of them eventually let out a sigh and did as she had stated. A pleased smile pulled at the corners of her lips. 

[color=007236]“Oh, and Maxwell,”[/color] she called to the guard when something important came to mind that she needed to tell him. 

“Yes, your highness,” he replied after halting and turning to face her once more. 

[color=007236]“Don’t just focus your attention on me. As far as I am concerned, the others’ safety is just as important. Be here to keep the peace if a fight does break out,”[/color] she added. Maxwell nodded his head in response then returned to his search for a good vantage point for surveillance.

As Feora was making her way across the room, Princess Mai stepped in front of her. A smile played on her features when Mai complimented her dress. [color=007236]“Thank you. And you look quite flawless. Not many can pull off red as well as you do,”[/color] she remarked kindly.