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[color=lightgray][color=8FBC8B]Time:[/color] Evening 
[color=8FBC8B]Location:[/color] Danrose Castle [/color]
[color=8FBC8B]Interaction:[/color] [@HylianRose] Lucian
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[color=lightgray]Olivia’s mouth practically watered before she could stop it. The food tables were delightful. How much could she eat? As she stood there, she remembered the first ball, how she had stolen bread and was so hungry she wanted to faint. Then her friendship with Loitte started and now she couldn’t stop eating anything in sight. Her fingers twitched at her sides and she forced them still, because she was not going to stand here drooling. Her gaze drifted, and then it landed on King Edin.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1j7Hrtv1Bk]Hollow Crown[/url]

The fury that rose in her chest was evident in her glare. Her mind betrayed her immediately, showing her the housefire again– the smoke, heat and screaming, and the horrible moment when she realized her life was never going back to what it used to be. [i]All because of that rotten slug and sorry excuse of a king.[/i]


She thought about how her home life had been ripped apart–homeless, abused, scrounging for scraps and becoming a magic enthused thief. It was traced back to men like him while peasants paid the price in blood and hunger. Her jaw clenched so hard it ached, and her hands felt too empty, like they were meant to be doing something violent.


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Olivia forced herself to breathe, because she could feel her restraint slipping and she was not about to throw her entire life away in a ballroom just because that bastard King deserved it. She turned away quickly before she did something stupid like walking over there and trying to kill him with her bare hands, never mind his dipshit guards.


A voice cut through her thoughts so suddenly that she startled outright, jumping like a stray cat caught stealing food.


[color=slategray]"Good evening. Lucian Camilia, it's my pleasure to meet you. I'm afraid I missed your introduction."[/color]


Olivia jumped like she had been caught doing something wrong. Her eyes widened as she turned, staring at him with surprise.


 The Crown Prince of the Varian Kingdom was standing there talking to [i]her[/i]. 


Her throat went dry and she gulped. She dipped into a curtsy that was clumsy and rushed, the kind of curtsy that screamed she was not raised for this shit no matter how nice the dress looked. She could play pretend all she wanted. [color=8FBC8B]“Your Highness.”[/color] Olivia managed kindly even though her pulse was pounding. She forced a smile onto her face, and she lifted her gaze to meet him properly.

[color=8FBC8B]“Olivia Hawthorne. I am a friend of the Vikenas', and I am in town for the courting season. How are you? You look… dashing!”[/color]

[color=8FBC8B][i]Dashing? Who says dashing! The damn books in the Lottie’s library did. Fuck, is that even a normal word here? Oh shit, he’s going to walk away now. You big dummy! Maybe it's okay... Maybe it isn't....[/i][/color]

She smiled apologetically, and waited for his response with a held breath. Her her rate pounded like a drum and her blood ran like she had so many times escaping the clutches of the wicked who roamed the poverty-stricken streets of this shitty Sorian town.
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