[center][h1][color=8FBC8B]Olivia[/color][/h1]
[sub][color=lightgreen][s]Persephone[/s][/color][/sub]
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[color=8FBC8B]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=8FBC8B]Location:[/color] Castle Dining Room
[color=8FBC8B]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Charlotte [color=lightgreen]♞[/color] [@samreaper] Kazu
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[color=8FBC8B]Aesthetic:[/color] [color=lightgreen]♞[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/eXIDeug]Dress[/url][color=lightgreen]♞[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/abGm50u]Hair[/url] [color=lightgreen]♞[/color][url=https://i.imgur.com/pI3FUId.jpeg]Shoes[/url] [/color]
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The drama that unfolded in the banquet stunned Olivia. The King’s grotesque words caused her to clench her fists. How the hell did Alibeth deal with him? Why hadn’t anyone murdered this insane asshole? Liv glanced over at the animals present in the room and knew they would make a better king. Why anyone hadn’t taken the pig out for slaughtering was beyond her. Thankfully, Charlotte distracted her murderous thoughts. She sat down rather hurriedly, with Sjan following behind her. Her gaze kept flickering to Kalliope and Cassius and her eyes narrowed.

Then, the banquet went ballistic. She watched as one person after another reacted to Victoria. Her cruel words resulted in her wine being spilled on her. Drake pleaded with his mother not to freak out. Sympathy grew inside of her–that had to be rough living with. Then Thea went outside with a bottle of wine, and then Ariella ran after her. She wanted to check in on the Smithwoods and Edwards, but she hardly knew them and there was tension. Hopefully, later she could. Why had Roman admitted to doing this in front of everyone? What was he thinking? This wasn’t the man she’d spoken to earlier the other day, was it?

Olivia’s attention shifted to Roman, as all the Damien’s, save for Lily, reacted. Violet handed herself (and Olivia wondered if she was okay) then Calbert and her stomach churned. The hatred and fury rose inside of her however she could not blame him for standing up for Violet. She watched the situation swiftly escalate, thanks to Callum’s words and then Cassius’ bold response. Shortly after, King Edin and Queen Alibeth reacted and fear gripped her heart. Unexpectedly, Charlie stood up and moved over to hug Cassius [i]in front[/i] of everyone. Panic rose inside of her and she quickly moved to stand up if anyone dared to move against her friend. Thankfully, nobody did, and she returned back to her seat next to Sjan-dehk.

Out of nowhere, Princess Anastasia yelled over at Cassius and then Lorenzo, for unknown reasons, yelled across the room.

She rubbed her temples and stared wide-eyed at the food in front of her. Voices, not belonging to those around her, whispered to her. They weren't the joyous thoughts she’d hoped for, nor were they comforting. Her father’s words echoed in her mind as she stared at the Danrose royalty. The angrier she became, the worse the voices were, and the urge of using dark magic returned. Liv clutched the table tightly and her knuckles started to turn white. The noise level returned to a natural decibel, but it did not help her. All the yelling, fighting, and drama reminded her of her home after her father was fired from the royal palace. The downward spiral her parents experienced that subsequently sucked her into came racing back. One after the other, the memories replied in her mind’s eye.

[color=black]"Imagine it."[/color] The voice, sweet like her mother's lullabies, pressed against her skull. [color=black]"One word, and you could bring this kingdom to its knees. They would beg you for mercy they do not deserve."[/color]


Olivia felt as though she was watching the scenery from afar. Her body did not belong to her. The scenery became unintelligible and her body became numb. She tried to pick up her utensils and scrape over more food to fill her everlasting hunger. She picked up the food but she might as well have become a ghost. The room spun around her and her chest tightened, as though someone had reached in and grasped her heart as tight as they could. Her breathing hitched and she wasn’t sure if anyone could hear it or not. It sounded as though it was coming from the other side of the castle. The air around her thickened, suffocating and warm. Hunger gnawed at her from the inside out, worse than any mortal hunger, a starvation of power denied.

[color=8FBC8B]”Kaz.”[/color] Her words came out quiet and barely audible. [color=8FBC8B]”Outside. Now. Please.”[/color]

Without waiting for a response, Olivia stood up. As though she was a marionette, she moved to the balcony doors. The cool night air smacked her in the face. She instantly could feel her body relaxing. Olivia fumbled around, but found a chair and sank into it.

[color=8FBC8B][i]God, I could just use it now…[/i][/color] .. [color=8FBC8B][i]I can’t. Too many people…[/i][/color] [color=black][i]He’s a disgusting pig–they don’t need him. Nobody does.[/i][/color].... [color=8FBC8B][i]I promised them I wouldn’t use it…[/i][/color]... [color=black][i]You always were a coward, Persephone.… bled for you to have this power. And you waste it on... promises?[/i][/color] [color=red][i]Use magic, Persephone, you were born for it…[/i][/color] [/color]