[center][h1][color=00B764]Rosaria[/color][/h1] 
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[color=00B764]Time:[/color] [color=lightgray]9am
[color=00B764]Location:[/color] Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
[color=00B764]Interactions:[/color][@Tae] Raven [@baraquiel] Jomari [@Alivefalling] Caelan [@Th3King0fChaos] Ismael 
[@13org] Nuallán [@princess] Sophie and Annya [@Potter] Saoirse [/color]
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[color=lightgray]Princess Rosaria stared at the castle hall with intensity.  The prior night filled her mind’s eye. If she’d been a basilisk, she might have turned someone to stone. The innocent lives that had been ruthlessly taken had her clenching her fists. Despair must have filled those families, who were looking up to them specifically to help avenge their deaths. Rose promised herself she’d do whatever it took to do so. Her shoulders felt as if there were bricks on them. Her throat felt dry, and she wasn’t sure why her hands were shaking. 

[color=00B764][i]Never mind this,[/i][/color] she thought. With a quick glance to the thrones, she found her mother’s encouraging smile and her father’s intense stare. Rose found herself looking around for Nuallán as an escape, but her father spoke up and broke her out of her reverie. 

King Kymil looked at her directly and spoke with intensity. [color=palevioletred]”Go on, Rosaria. Your moment has come. Make us proud.”[/color] 

[color=lightblue]”Rosaria and Annya, you were born to protect this kingdom and your people. Do not fail us. The stakes are too high for you to fail.”[/color] Queen Renna added gruffly, with a sternness in her tone that meant there wasn’t any room for failure.

With all eyes on Annya, her and the other elves, Rose nodded and turned to face the middle of the room. Quickly she bit her tongue so as not to reply and break her concentration. She glanced at her sister and took her hand gently with gentleness in her eyes, as if she were greeting a fawn. Rosaria tried her best not to show her nervousness around her. She had to be strong for her kingdom, her people, and her family. If they so much as touched a hair on her sister’s head…. Rose gritted her teeth and ignored these thoughts. 

With a glance around, she nodded to the other light elves and they raised their hands in unison. Her eyes narrowed as concentration filled them. Light shot out of her hands and into the middle of the room. The brightness was blinding, and Rose had to force herself not to look away. Slowly, rifts began to open up. Rosaria allowed her anger to rise as she thought of the innocent lives taken. The General had been one of her friends. Her mind flashed to the Fairy Kingdom. They had their share of trauma and now they had lost their other son. T The dwarf kingdom had been one she admired, though not knowing the prince directly. Then last, but not least, Prince Itsuki. Rose felt her heart lurch as she successfully opened several rifts. This was the right thing to do. Their deaths had to be avenged, and the rest of Avalia to be kept safe. 

There was silence; then cheers erupted in the hall. The loudness of it startled her; but she reminded herself to focus. She glanced at the others and found them grinning at her, so she returned it. Then, as quickly as the rifts opened, six humans came flying through it and onto the floor. Rosaria kept her hands up in case anymore came; once it was determined they had only six humans, she then slowly allowed the rifts to close. 

Rosaria grinned with triumph as she faced the humans. All eyes were on them; then she spoke sweetly as she approached them with an outstretched hand. [color=00B764]”Welcome, humans, to the Sun Elf Kingdom in the land of Avalia. My name is Princess Rosaria, and I implore you to let us speak and help you.”[/color] She breathed steadily, but her heart couldn’t stop racing. Rosaria waited patiently for them to react and kept her smile up. [/color]