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[color=lightgray][color=F4BC5E]Time:[/color] Morning. Idiot.
[color=F4BC5E][b]Location[/b]:[/color] Guest House > Beach [/color]
[color=F4BC5E][b]Attire:[/b][/color]
[color=black]☼[/color][url=i.imgur.com/SlgfnfZ.jpg]Swimsuit[/url]
[color=black]☼[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/XRsLcwC.jpg]Coverup[/url]
[color=black]☼[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/s6P1Uzq.jpg]Shoes[/url]
[color=black]☼[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/sjId053.jpg]Hair[/url]
[color=black]☼[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/kfIkCKD.jpg]Sunglasses[/url]
[color=F4BC5E]Interactions:[/color] [@Lava Alckon] Farim [color=black]☼[/color] [@princess] Charlotte [color=black]☼[/color] [color=black]☼[/color] [@Conscripts] John [color=black]☼[/color] [@ReusableSword] Roman [color=black]☼[/color] [@Apex Sunburn] Sjan-dehk
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[color=silver]The next morning arrived swiftly. Layla had read the worthless newspaper and laughed as she read the columns. The tidbit regarding the Duke had her in near tears. What a bumbling idiot oaf. Then the bit about Charlotte whoring around at night with a count made her giggle. Whoever some of these people were in the paper sounded pathetic. The wanted girl looked uglier than sin; why were they wasting time on her? She guessed it was a peasant by the looks of it. Someone as ugly as her could kill someone with her look. Maybe she had been jealous. Layla pitied her and moved on as she continued reading. 

The morning events piqued her interest only slightly. Why would anyone want to go to a tea party? What were they, children? Was this kingdom so boring they resorted to tea parties? She rolled her eyes and stroked Zilal’s head. The beach event at least granted her access to an ocean. Why had it taken this pathetic king this long to allow people to wear open skin? Wasn’t he a pig or something? She sighed and thanked the Gods she did not permanently live here. 

A knock on her door alerted her to the presence of her servants. She crumpled the newspaper up and tossed it in a trashcan. Ali entered and watched as the paper fell in the garbage can. He bowed respectfully without comment. He’d been forbidden to speak with her since her father left with Mayet. Silently, he set a tray of food on her bed and left. Layla pretended not to notice and focused on Zilal. Once he was gone, she began inspecting her food. There was plenty of chocolate, and also dozens of her favorites. A grin danced across her face as she began to dig in. 

When finished, she readied herself for the beach. She snapped her fingers and Zilal immediately followed. She rounded up her servants and soon was taken to the beach in a palanquin. The loud music assaulted her ears and she winced. What the [i]fuck[/i] were they playing? Was this a joke? Layla scowled in pain and pulled back the curtain of her palanquin. No, it was not a joke. As if the kingdom could not become any more dumb, they were playing music. Why ruin the vibe of the ocean? Layla scowled and waved off Ali as she stepped out of her palanquin. One glance of the beach told her it was filled with [i]rodents[/i]. Layla sighed with disappointment. 

Her entourage behind her, she began exploring the beach. Heads turned to face them with wonder and surprise. Most of these people had likely not seen anyone as beautiful as her and her entourage. Not surprising. They were pale as ghosts. Maybe the beach was to entice them to tan so they didn’t look so sick. She sighed in pity without glancing towards anyone. Soon she heard familiar voices, and noticed the group of people. 

There sat Farim with some auburn chick in the ugliest clothing she’d ever seen; why was Farim wasting his time? She shook her head with disappointment at his choices. Was that Dr. John all dressed up? Her eyebrows rose behind her sunglasses. Did this man have an allergy to the sun? Then there was some man in strange clothing with dark hair. He was actually nice looking; tall and handsome. Beside him was a bear of a man that Layla couldn’t help but wonder if it remained that way below. Then… The grin spread across her face. Charlotte, in a dress and lace hair bow? They all had smoothies too. Without a word, she strode over to the group. 

[color=F4BC5E]”What a pleasant surprise,”[/color] Layla quipped. Her voice dripped with venom. [color=F4BC5E]”I would expect you to find better company, Cousin Farim. This looks like a group of misfits. Are they all even noble? Why waste your time with them?”[/color] She glanced at the Doctor. [color=F4BC5E]”Are you trying to win an award for the fastest time to get heat stroke? Shouldn’t you be smarter?”[/color] She wrinkled her nose and stepped away, in case she caught any sweat from him. Gross! Layla glanced at the auburn girl, and sighed at her with mock sympathy. [color=F4BC5E]”Sweetie, you should stop shopping at Peasants R Us. That outfit looks like you sewed it together last minute.”[/color] 

Then, saving the best for last, locked eyes with Charlotte. Layla snatched the ribbon from her hair and examined it. [color=F4BC5E]”Aren’t you too old to be playing with lace, Charlotte? When are you going to grow up?”[/color] She paused, and noticed the doll hadn’t drank from her smoothie yet. Without waiting, Layla snatched it from her and sipped from it loudly. She wrinkled her nose in disgust and spat it out on the sand near Charlotte. [color=F4BC5E]”Gods, even your smoothies taste bad. This can't hurt your looks anymore.”[/color] She pulled off the lid and dumped it all over Charlotte and cackled. Then, she took the cup and wrapped her lace around it and dropped it. [color=F4BC5E]”Maybe you can attract flies because you’re nasty and will never have a lover.”[/color]

Layla laughed and watched the auburn girl stand up in fury. However, her guards were quicker, and soon surrounded her. [color=F4BC5E]”Down, Auburn.”[/color] Layla commanded as she watched the lady’s face flush with fury. The girl froze and looked ready to say something, but she wasn’t sure what nor did she care. [color=F4BC5E]”Touch me and you’re in trouble, no?”[/color] She grinned and addressed Charlotte next with a malicious grin. [color=F4BC5E]”Guess you’ll have to undress, Charlotte! Maybe you can be Farim’s whore! We know you were asking for it at the ball”![/color]

Layla sauntered away and left. the quad, while her laughter echoed down the beach. [/color]