[b][color=662d91]Roleplay:[/color][/b] When Royalty Collides
[b][color=662d91]Date of post:[/color][/b] November 7, 2016
[b][color=662d91]Character:[/color][/b] Feora Isabel Swinth
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Feora curstied respectfully to those in the room and began the first of many pleasantries to come today. She turned to acknowledge Princess Mai Mei of Liang first. [color=007236]“Good morning to you as well,”[/color] she replied with a small smile. [color=007236]“I suppose that is a good thing considering green is one of the colors on my kingdom’s coat of arms.”[/color] The Grand Duchess Elizaveta of Noslainia greeted her next and to Feora’s surprise similarly complimented her attire. Her eyebrows rose slightly as she glanced down at her own simple shirt then back up at Elizaveta. [i]This, seriously? I just haphazardly grabbed the first shirt I saw.[/i] [color=007236]“Thank you for your compliments, both of you. You’re very kind, and you both look stunning as ever.”[/color]

Feora’s gaze drifted over to Prince Nikolai of Anduin. Her eyes widened when he leaned over and kissed Elizaveta, evidently his betrothed, on the cheek. [i]How can they already be that comfortable enough with one another? I cannot even imagine being that way with Henry…[/i] Her face flushed at the thought of Henry kissing her, and she quickly looked down while she got her wits about her. [i]Betrothed or not, I swear I will punch him in the face if he tries anything like that,[/i] she thought angrily to herself. She quickly composed herself once more. 

Prince Nikolai was the final one to greet her. [color=007236]“Good morning,”[/color] she stated simply as she mustered up another small smile. She pretended as if she was at ease when in fact she was anything but that. Given the circumstances of her being here, she was left feeling on edge. She was walking on a fine line between duty and desire. Oh how she wanted to do things her way, but she feared the retribution it could bring. Why did her life have to be so complicated?