Minzy Anderson.'s Story

Minzy’s eyes opened at the sound of the pitter-patters of the maids’ feet; her eyes lazily looking upwards and towards the door as she shifted in her bed, bringing in her limbs inwards before squeezing her body lightly and releasing them into a stretch. Unlike her elder sister, Minzy was able to sleep very well; the annoyance and anticipation had faded away in her sleep. She arose from her bed, stretching out her arms once more; her hair a mess, strains sticking up everywhere as a long strand of drool dripped from her mouth and landed on her navy blue night gown.

Because of her room being in the back of the manor, Minzy was almost always the last to be awoken by the maids; which wasn’t always bad. She slid out of her canapé bed that had elegant translucent drapes hanging from the top; lilies decorated the drapes in pattern- the flower of a pure, dead soul. Her feet touched the warm and expensive carpet that was placed in the middle of her big room before she stood and walked towards her vanity and wardrobe, wiping the drool from her mouth.

Her hands slightly gripped around the wardrobe, her mind finally catching up to her; today was the day. Slowly, Minzy’s hand retracted, curling up as she bawled her petite hands into fists. Her eyes began to search the room as she went into deep thought. I shall be wedded by the time the sun rises and sets once more. Minzy wrapped her hands around herself, hooking them against her elbows as she slowly began to realize that she was going to be not a child, nor a young woman; but someone’s wife.

The word jostled in her head before she began to taste it in her mouth; it was a bitter word that made her cringe, yet, had an almost curious taste to it- one which she did not favor. Minzy looked forward, unhooking her fingers and replacing them back onto the wardrobe; with an uncertain sigh, she opened the wardrobe and pulled out a dress. The dress had only but two bland colors, black and white and was suited perfectly for her age; a bow at the top while another bow held up the black fabric near the bottom, exposing its layering white.

Minzy placed the dress on her bed frame, examining it perfectly as she shuffled off her nightgown and pulled the dress over her head; as she looked in the mirror, she twirled around in circles, watching the gown twirl and dance with her, as if it was an imaginary partner she could never grow tired of. Within a few seconds of dancing in the mirror, Minzy turned and walked towards her vanity; her bare feet burying themselves into the carpet, begging not to go on with this arrangement.

Despite her body’s pleadings, she continued on and sat in front of her vanity, brushing her hair in silence, watching as each stroke of the brush untangled her white hair. Minzy continued to think about the future; how significant this all was. She felt constricted, suffocated; why must she get married now? Minzy understood the concept of marrying off the children so that it will –somehow- bring peace, but forcing it on them is a bit too much; isn’t it?

What if Minzy can’t handle it? What if the youngest son of the Richeson family was not only uninterested in her but also grew to hate her; well, that particular thing wasn’t exactly bothering Minzy. No, it was the fact that Minzy knew she couldn’t be committed. It was a strong word, especially used in vows of marriage; she was only but 18 years of age, and just turned that number on top of that. Could she be able to handle a marriage?

All of these questions began to make her head twirl; fortunately, a maid had interrupted her train of thought before it could get even further into complications. “Excuse me Lady Mi- Ah! You are already awake!” The plump maid walked further in as she looked at Minzy, who was still holding her hair at her shoulder; the brush still glued to the same strains it had been at the beginning of her thoughts.

“Yes. Assist me in my hair, if you may.” She spoke quietly, lowering the brush onto the vanity as she turned to face the mirror. She felt the warm hands of the maid touch her neck to collect her white hair, pulling it back from her face. Minzy particularly like this maid; it was as if she was a grandmother of some sort- perhaps even a mother. Yet, any other maid would not do; if any other maid had walked in and touched Minzy like the plump maid had done, she would’ve had an early meal.

The maid brushed her hair, pulling loose strains from Minzy’s face and pinning the hair up high and pretty; the bun type style creating natural looking loose curls that peacefully fell, yet looked just as elegant as any other hair style. The loose strains that casually fell and framed her face began to curl up at the end, forming a pretty picture-like frame around her head.

“There, finished!” The maid said, putting down the brush before she walked towards the door. “The carriage is prep for your dismissal.” She noted, before leaving Minzy alone in her room; filling it with silence as she looked in the mirror at herself.

She released a sigh from her pink, full lips as she got up from the vanity’s chair, walking towards her bed. Minzy bent down on her hands and knees and reached underneath, grabbing her black ankle boots that tied all the way up. She sat on the floor and fixated them on her feet before standing and dusting herself off. Was this really it? Were they really just going to give their second youngest daughter away? At this thought, Minzy felt like she was a horse, being sold off to the glue maker for just only a penny; betrayed by her owners to make a lousy penny.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Minzy’s fingers wrapped around the doorknob and she exited her room; walking down the endless hallways that always seemed like a maze- no matter how many times she’s walked down them. Down the beautiful wooden spiral stair case and out that pretty door that had carvings within the frame. It was there that finally, Minzy stopped; she couldn’t leave just yet- she wanted to stay within this house for two more years, and still be a child; just for two more years.

The shiny, brown carriage that had an extravagant, raven black steed stood in front of her; the coachman sitting in front as he, himself also seemed lost in thought. With one small step she took, the coachman looked over at her, before giving her slight smile and signaling her to come into the carriage; without any excuses, Minzy stepped along the cobble stoned steps and walkway, and finally, into the carriage that was meant to steal away her freedom.

Within minutes, the carriage had begun to move as the silence of the trip began to engulf the entire interior. Her golden eyes traced along the structure of the carriage on the inside; a rose colored wood that had flowery designs on it that framed the window perfectly. Minzy allowed her eyes to wonder up the designed frame and out of the window, watching the scenes play by play like something out of an opera show or a book.

Before long, Minzy found herself dozing off; her eyes somehow becoming heavier until they closed- only to open once more due to the sound of the coachman. “Lady Minzy, we have arrived.” Those words made her eyes flung right open, causing her to nearly fall out of the seat. Once she had regained her composure, the coachman opened the door and Minzy stepped out; feeling her heart throb in her throat and her stomach fighting the butterflies that flew within it.

Her eyes then quickly spotted her elder sister, wondering if it was alright to approach her; eventually, Minzy did, walking towards her with a slight smile. “I see you are early as usual, my dear sister.” Minzy said; her voice quiet as if she was telling a secret; almost cautious to choose her words- knowing that there might just be a chance that her elder sister might criticize her.

Then again, Celestine has been known to either keep to herself or stay in her room; lately though, Minzy has often seen her more than usual- perhaps it was the marriage? Minzy looked at her, hiding her astonished look well at the idea that Celestine might actually be excited about this wedding- about having their freedom stripped from them…

Maybe it was just Minzy who thought this; she was a girl who lacked in commitment and responsibilities.


█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle entrance.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Celestine.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Marriage and Commitment.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

"If you don't get accepted by anyone, does that means there's no significance for you to live on?"

"What? You didn't expect me to put on a white dress and wait for you, did you?"



█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle entrance.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Minzy Anderson.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: "...Hm..."
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

She couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow at her elder sister’s nonchalant response. Perhaps I shouldn’t have conversed with her. She thought, despite her sister’s ‘reassuring’ end response. Minzy couldn’t help but to look at her elder sister; she was indeed beautiful, yet cold- colder than Minzy herself. Perhaps not as sinful, but more cold; like an ice cube that won’t melt and freezes those who touch it.

Minzy was so into her thoughts of describing Celestine, that she had no idea that Celestine actually spoke, or at least until spoke louder, almost commanding her to answer whatever question that lies ahead. This made Minzy both, a bit uneasy and a bit aggravated with how her elder sister spoke, not to mention her following question.
“What kind of spouse are you expecting?"

It was as if Celestine was teasing Minzy, trying to get her upset; yet, Minzy stayed calm as she looked at the twisted smile that played along her elder sister’s lips. In return, Minzy also play the same smile, her lips parting slightly to reveal the whites of her teeth; a smile that was nearly equal to Celestine’s twisted smile- it was nearly certain that they were sisters.

“Well, my dear sister; why don’t you tell me?” Her voice was pitched, as if Celestine knew the answer. “Out of all of your siblings, you know the most information; isn’t that correct?” Minzy stated, her smile disappearing before it returned; this time softer. “Please do not misunderstand though, I mean no attitude nor harm with what I’ve just said. I’m only repeating what I know.” She said, purposely showing the thin lie that lied in between her words.

Though, as Minzy kept looking at her, she finally spoke. “I’d like a spouse who’ll pretend that I do not exist; that way, my life will not change drastically.” Her voice was softer and more truthful than before, as Minzy continued to look before finally breaking the stare by looking down at the ground; she quickly returned it after a short moment of watching an ant return to its home.

“What about you?” She stated, now curiously looking at Celestine. “I’m guessing you want some kind of prince who’ll allow you to do what you want.” Minzy joked, a playful smile replacing her previous one.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle entrance.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Celestine.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: What luck the fiance will have with my 'loving' sister.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

"If you don't get accepted by anyone, does that means there's no significance for you to live on?"

"What? You didn't expect me to put on a white dress and wait for you, did you?"



█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle entrance.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Minzy Anderson.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: "...Hm...how can I stop this...?"
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

"I'm not sure, after all, I only get the information when I'm outside of my room. Which only started since the past week or two. Rumors aren't always true either. I simply heard that he was playful." Minzy smiled at Celestine’s words, her gold eyes looking over her sister, who now seemed to have a lot on her plate; then again, when you’re as young as twenty-three, and getting married by force, who doesn’t have a lot on their plate? Despite her smile, Minzy couldn’t help but wonder what she meant by playful; she felt that Celestine was hiding something, as if Minzy’s future husband was more than just, playful. Yet, despite her wonder, Minzy shoved the uncertain thought to the back of her head when Celestine continued to speak.

"Minzy... You're getting married, but it seems that it doesn't worry you at all. You seem so... alright with it. If you and our brothers do not want to get married, I can try to contact father.” She couldn’t help but to stare at her sister; Celestine was quite nice for offering, but Minzy knew it was hopeless. She’s already tried- countless of times to get out of it. Nothing worked. She smiled a small smile before she continued to listen to her sister’s words.

A slight chuckle came from her lips at her sister’s words; despite her chuckle, Minzy had only caught some of it, since Celestine’s tone was so inaudible, yet she was able to piece up what her sister said from the pieces she had heard. Minzy’s mind quickly went else were, abandoning her sister and not picking up what she had said last; instead, Minzy had caught a glimpse of the surroundings.

The grass was a candy green color while the sky was endless and pretty; really making Minzy feel small. If she listened close enough, she could hear the rustling within the bushes that the rabbits made and the songs of the chirping birds. Her eyes stopped at the manor in front of her, wondering if it might be alright to enter. “Perhaps we should ask if we can come in.” She finally said, after a long pause in between their speaking.[/color


[color=#000080]█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle entrance.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Celestine.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: The Butterflies that knaw at the insides of my stomach.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

With a slightly off smile at her sisters’ harmless, yet stern commands towards the maid, Minzy was escorted in; not wanting to meet her fiancé just yet. She wanted to be the last one to actually meet him; yet, she had an urge to see what he looked like. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to be escorted to my room; perhaps one with a window to the front?” She asked, pointing towards the door once they had entered the manor.

The maid looked at her, nearly shocked but nodded anyways, leading her up the circular pretty stairwells and down the beautifully and elegantly decorated hallway. Minzy had to admit; the manor wouldn’t be so bad to live in- it was quite amazing. She looked at the blood red and rosy colored carpet that layered the cherry colored wooden floors. Within a few minutes, Minzy and the maid had reached her room; the door tall which caused Minzy to stare at the frame; how well detailed it was and how pretty it was- it was impressive.

Minzy barely noticed the maid, who was diligently waiting for her to answer; it was then, that the maid cleared her throat a little that caught Minzy’s attention. She looked at the maid, her eyes trailing down the maid’s face and onto her throat; without much realization, Minzy’s hands followed her eyes, trailing down the maid’s soft and warm cheek, stopping at her neck. This action had made the maid nearly jump out of her skin, being watched like a bag of meat by Minzy’s cold, golden eyes.

Luckily, Minzy was able to stop herself, for now, and pulled away; turning her head towards the door. “I will be fine by myself. Please excuse yourself from my sight.” Her voice was harsh and cold; almost as if she was warning the maid that if she stayed longer, she’d be eaten. Within a few seconds, the frighten maid had disappeared, through the long hall and down the steps, eventually exiting through the huge doors of the manor, breathing heavily once she was out of there before regaining her composure and continuing her usual maid’s duties.

Meanwhile, Minzy still stood outside her door, realizing how hungry she had gotten from her anxiety. “Well, I guess this is my new room.” She said with a sigh, gripping her hands around the doors and opening; revealing a beautiful room with a huge bed in the corner. The windows framed the walls and had a couch like seat that was built into the windows; a place where she could sit and watch out the window. There was no wardrobe, but instead, a gigantic walk in closet.

It looked similar to her parents’ room; the room where her and her siblings would often play hide and go seek. It was a simple time, certainly before anything about marriage was involved; she would always hide in the closet- which probably was one of the reasons why she always was the first to be found.

Minzy walked towards the window, closing the doors behind her. She couldn’t help but to twirl around in her new room, her hands sprawled out from her before she landed on the seat that connected to her window; sitting up to look outside it. If only this was Minzy’s house, and Minzy was still going to be Minzy Anderson; not Minzy Richeson. Her eyes trailed towards her sister before trailing away and landing on a pretty and flowery garden, trying to ignore the steadily growing hunger that subsided within her.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: My Room.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: No One.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Oh, how I wish this was a house of my own.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

ǂSummanus Malvolio Andersonǂ

He was late. Neither of his sisters would be pleased with him, not that he truly cared. The worst that would happen would be a few stern words from Celestine. They should be glad that he was showing up at all. He was not sure what all would happen when he married, however he hated being near anybody, including his siblings. Not that he hated them, he loved them as dearly as anyone else loves their own brothers and sisters. But he hated the physical feeling of being near people. He was also a very quiet person, only speaking to answer questions. these two things individually did not work well in situations such as holy matrimony, let alone combined. But it was unavoidable. He would do it, and at the very least, be respectful to his new extended family. Setting his thoughts aside, he quickly dressed himself. He wore the same suit he almost always wore. It was an odd suit. Instead of a normal coat, the top that went over his dark grey shirt was snug, and barely went past his waistline in the front. The back however had short wide tails. His bow tie was patterned black and white in pin stripes that were so small that it looked grey unless you were looking closely. The last item of interest he wore, was a stovepipe top hat. Most hats like this were silk stretched over leather so that is shined. This one, was a deep black velvet that did not catch any light. In fact, unlike most of his class, Summanus did not wear any jewelry. He wore nothing that could reflect any light at all. He hated to be noticed, and even a small glimmer was hard to miss when it came from the shadows.

When he was finally finished dressing himself, he took a breath and entered into the Darkness. This was strange in that his room was completely blackened to begin with. he had long since had the windows filled in with stone, and the door was heavy, and sealed so that not a single speck of light ever entered in without his permission. He had no trouble seeing in the dark, in fact, it was the Darkness that guided him. it gave him a picture as clear as day, and was never wrong. But now, when he entered into the Darkness, he was stepping through the immaterial door that connected all shadows. To Summanus, all shadows were one thing, just like a house. If said house's rooms were all connected by one door. Stepping through the door could lead to any place where enough darkness was present, the more light there was, the more difficult the passage. Normally, it would be very difficult traveling to a place he had never been, -just like trying to find a specific room in a strange house- But his sisters should already be at the castle, so he should be able to "Follow their voices" as it were. He paused in the space, standing completely still and waited to feel them. it only took a few seconds before he felt the direction, and immediately stepped out. He was fortunate this time, finding himself in a closet. If he did not know the place he was traveling to very well, he could end up in a rather undesirable location completely on accident. One time he found himself standing in a fireplace, and by the time he climbed out, was covered in soot. There were advantages to this however. For example, he would never transport into an open flame, or even in direct line of sight of one for that matter. too much light would keep him from arriving there. And he would also never arrive in an area too small for him to be in, or rather, he would never end up in a wall, unless there was a space in the wall large enough to accommodate him. the only walls like this had exits, so it was never a big deal to him, in fact, it only made his arrival less noticeable.

he peeked out of the closet to see a bedroom, there was some light, but not enough to truly bother him.He reached out with a tendril of Dark, and felt a person. It felt like Minzy, His first thought was to either transport again, or sneak out of the room, but he would feel bad later about not greeting her. He quietly stepped out, making slightly less noise than a panther stalking it's prey. He made his way at his normal, slow pace, and sat down gently next to her on the window seat. The direct sunlight gave him a slight headache, but he ignored it.

He quietly peeked out of the closet to
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Minzy
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Nothing of interest
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

Minzy sat motionless, staring out of the window; cautiously watching the carriage pull up like a ghost. Anxiety and a bit of anger filled her now, not to mention the hunger that grew steadily as the time went by. She lifted her head up, breathing in her room’s scent and swallowed; licking her teeth over again as if she was cleaning them with her saliva.

It was then something caught her scent; something familiar- a boy? No, not a boy, nor a man; her brother. To confirm her assumptions, she felt a hand being lightly placed onto her before it pulled back; her golden eyes staring at her closet before her brother, a pale man whose hair was darker than a crow’s feathers came out from it. Minzy slightly tilted her head towards her right, examining her brother as he made his way towards her before sitting down quietly.

He was a man of shadows, her brother, Summanus; like their sister, Celestine, Summanus was also quiet anti-social. In fact, if Minzy thought about it, she was one of the few Andersons who liked socializing; well, in a beneficial way. Minzy returned her eyes towards the carriage, examining it for yet, another time.

“Are you nervous?” She finally breaks the silent with a rhetorical like question; almost as if she was expecting a yes from him. It wasn’t like she was trying to sound rude; just that she wasn’t in the brightest moods of her life, yet, nor was she in her worsts. Before he could even answer, she asked another question; one with a softer voice as if she was apologizing for her earlier action.

It was the same question Celestine had asked her before, one she’d more and likely ask everyone now. “What do you look for in your spouse?” It was obvious that Minzy herself was becoming a bit worked up; her emotions violently conflicting with themselves. Despite this, she still was able to keep her cool. She’d enjoy being with her siblings- even if it was the opposite for them. Right before she could think on, another carriage rolled in and already, she knew who it was.

“Oh, Summanus, our dearest brother is here.” She commented, pointing through the window as she watched the cherry colored carriage holt to a stop. Minzy always favored Lucifer; he was one of her favorite siblings- one whom she’d often tease of getting married. Perhaps she shouldn’t have teased so much and they wouldn’t be stuck in a situation like this? Minzy instantly shrugged the thought off; the thought of her causing any trouble was completely off to her.

Once more, her attention turned to her brother at her side. “Would you like me to close the curtains?” She asked, wondering if it’d be more comfortable for him.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The Castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Summanus.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Everything.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

ǂSummanus Malvolio Andersonǂ

Am I nervous? How on earth could I be nervous? I do not even know what that feels like. Although I am not sure how well thought out this plan was. He understood that a form of peace was necessary, however forcing two sets of four siblings to marry was one of, if not THE worst way to achieve such a goal. If anything, it would cause another war. But before he could voice his thoughts, she asked a different question.

"What do you look for in a spouse?"

Another question he could not answer. What should I look for? What am I suppose to look for? he supposed that it would be good if she did not need me to be around very often, or need to talk.... at all. However, I suppose that I could make personal exceptions if I were genuinely attracted. However it would be unbelievably unlikely for me to actually be attracted to anyone. physically or otherwise.

Interrupting his thoughts, Minzy exclaimed, "Oh Summanus, our dearest brother is here!"

The faintest of frowns passed across his face. He did not get along with his brother. He at least liked his sisters, and was willing to be in their presence for an extended period of time if they so desired, but he barely tolerated his brother. They were complete opposites in almost every conceivable way. It also bothered him how he acted around Minzy. True, he protected her, however they way he looked at her sometimes disturbed Summanus. It always made him feel uncomfortable. And besides from that, Lucifer's temper was out of control, and to someone like Summanus -who was always in complete control of how he acted except in extreme situations- that was not only annoying and embarrassing, but extremely offensive. The point being that his feelings for his brother was slightly better than disdain.

Her third question was the only one he had answered, and was also the first time he spoke. "Would you like me to close the curtains?" she asked.

"No. I need to see Celestine now. I ran into you quite by accident." He stood up, tussling her hair slightly, and silently walked out the door. He needed to see as much of this place as he could now, so that if need be, he could transport anywhere inside later on.


█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The Castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Minzy
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: No one thing.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: Oh my.... this is but an odd addition to the summary section. quite odd.

As her brother left the room, she stayed in silence, allowing him to excuse himself, before she too, also stood and walked out of her room. Minzy soon stopped a maid and asked her if she could get her mask; with a nod, the maid hurried down the hallway and gave Minzy her mask.

Minzy stood in the hallway, holding her mask quietly as she slowly put it on. It wasn’t much, only a mask that was painted gold and had some sort of fake flower on the side; to be completely honest, she didn’t favor much of this mask, yet she dealt with it as she walked down the hallway and headed for the entrance once again.

Once she reached, Minzy carefully opened the door, as if there was an ugly beast behind it, ready to attack her; which, in her mind, there was. Once Minzy was outside, she quickly spotted her siblings and strolled over next to them, looking at each of the suitors. She could already pinpoint her fiancé out, and her golden eyes simply stared at him, dead on as if he was something tasty to eat, yet deadly.

Though, her eyes soon panned over to the two angelic women who stood before her; both of them looking like fine young ladies- well developed and quite the beauties. Yet, like herself, Minzy knew that they weren’t exactly jumping for joy to get married at their age. Finally, her eyes stopped at a tall and broad shouldered man; one who looked like Celestine’s fiancé.

Even with a mask on, Minzy had to admit that he was quite the eye catcher; a man, if she knew sooner, she would’ve eaten. Though her thoughts where interrupted by another one, just as it bumped into her observation and knocked it out of her head. “Ah, please excuse me.” She stated quietly, before introducing herself, “I am Minzy.”

It was a short introduction, but it’d work for now; she wasn’t marrying everyone, was she? So she figured they didn’t need more than her name. Minzy’s attention soon stopped on her brother, Lucifer; a slight smile peering onto her lips to greet him in silence.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The Castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Everyone, excluding Summanus.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: The Richeson Family.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: Sorry for this, but I’m on my phone at the moment due to my computer mysteriously breaking (it wasn’t because I stepped on it… I would never do that… I promise…).

Lyra watched each of her siblings present themselves, feeling a sort of pride. She enjoyed watching them transform into their courtly respectable sides while knowing they were the exact opposite in personalities. Then came Vald, who dissapointed her. She didn't understand why he had to show so much disrespect during a time like this. She did understand the annoyance with arranged marriages, but he needed to learn to accept the days where nothing could be done. She wished they would't run off like that in a new environment, but it was a good experience for them. They needed to learn to take care of themselves, but the thought of freedom from her siblings made her heart squeeze.

Quietly sighing, Lyra turned her attention back to the vampires with a lighthearted smile. "They are the youngest, with much to learn. I am the eldest sister, Lyra." She curtsied low and slowly, making sure to create the perfect impression. She nodded her head to the couple who had introduced themselves. "Minzy, Lucifer, it's a pleasure to meet you. Minzy, what a beautiful mask. It complements the color of your hair very well."

Lyra had meant what she said, but she suddenly felt very out of place. Normally, she felt like the rising star and was always at home wherever she went. Maybe that was it. She wasn't home. A thought chilled her; This might become her new home. She would have to take her advice and get use to it. Still smiling through her mask, Lyra wondered what the day would hold for them. Lucifer seemed like a fairly attractive being, but she couldn't tell how old he was. Her face warmed with the realization that Lucifer could be her suitor.

♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ ::The Castle entrance
♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Lonan, Lucifer, Minzy, and another female
♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: The safety of my siblings, who my suitor is
♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ ::

Soon, one by one, each person left; eventually leaving Minzy, Lonan, and Celestine together outside. Minzy watched the man whom she thought was her sister’s suitor before she gave a faint smile. “Well, since I am done with introductions; please excuse myself to the castle.” With that, Minzy turned on her heels and walked towards the entrance of the manor; her hands running down the front of her dress down towards the waist line, feeling the silky material before she placed her hands around the door knobs.


Once again, Minzy repeated the process of opening the doors, and walking inside of the castle; this time, without a maid escorting her inside. Her golden eyes closed as she walked along the floors, hearing her heels click against the tiled floors. Minzy walked past her dear brother and what seemed his future bride; yet, she didn’t greet either one of them, only gave them a quick glance before walking up the spiral stair case, hoping to find her own fiancé.


The reason for this was a bit unknown; perhaps she’d like to eat him, or maybe just great him overall. Despite the reasons, one thing was certain, Minzy was defiantly hoping that she’d run into Vald. Finally, her eyes met him; it was just by a close shot. If she hadn’t been paying attention and thinking up of things, she would’ve missed him entirely. Minzy drew herself closer to him, before making herself known.

“Hello, Prince Valdemaro.” She stated, though, it was obvious that even though she had addressed him respectfully, that her tone of voice had no respect by any means. Once again, her eyes danced across his body, bringing in every visual feature that was available. “How do you feel about the wedding?” She asked randomly, this time, her voice was softer than before.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: Somewhere Within the Castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Valde.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Valde.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ ::Sorry for the short post; having writer’s block here. ^^;

Minzy watched him as he looked towards her; even though his stare was just as intense as hers, Minzy’s eyes did not leave his- even when he started to speak.
"First of all, do you mind not looking at me like I'm your next meal? I'd appreciate that. Sure, I'm a human and all, but does that really make it okay? Honestly, if you vampires are so hungry that even your royalty is starving, then maybe you should find a better choice of nutrients.... Ah, but one of these beings is my fiancée, so I guess I shouldn't speak like that, should I? You poor thing."

Despite him speaking with such disgrace, Minzy kept silent; the only thing that allowed anyone to notice that she was actually listening, was the fact that after he had spoken, she rose her head in an almost arrogant way, as if challenging him to prove that everything he spoke about was indeed true.
"You're stuck with me, so if you're going to eat me then do it. Don't just stare at me like I'm some kind of meatbag just waiting for you to pounce on. Besides, I doubt you really want to know how a mere meal like me feels, am I right?"

As he leaned in closer to her, Minzy could feel her heart race; do not be mistaken. It wasn’t the ‘love’ word making her heart beat; no. It was the desire that was illuminating his body; it was nearly the adrenaline that had coursed through Minzy’s body as well. Finally, after Vald was done speaking, Minzy made her move.

She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, while the other slowly made its way to his chest; once it made contact, Minzy allowed her hand to softly run up and down his chest. A smile perked against her lips, as she slightly tilted her head, as if she was going to bite; yet, she never did. Instead, Minzy’s power coursed through her veins and out onto Vald; the power to make Vald completely paralyzed.

Minzy stood on her toes, her lips only about a centimeter away from his ear. “You have nothing to worry about, my dear fiancé; I would be damned if I ever pierced your flesh with my fangs.” Her voice was lower than a whisper, yet audible just enough for him to hear.

“Though, I will be honest…” She said, sliding her hand down his chest and stopping right at his stomach before she pulled it away, going back onto her feet; the only thing that was touching him at the moment was her arm that still lightly gripped his shoulder. “You do look quite satisfying.” Her smile seemed sweet; yet within her golden eyes, there was a sensational yet twisted meaning behind her words.

Minzy’s hand ran down his shoulder, her eyes watching it as she softly felt his arm muscle. “Wow,” Minzy’s face seemed shocked, yet, anyone could tell; even underneath her mask, that it was completely fake. “Perhaps you humans should find a different choice of nutrients; if you did that, perhaps you wouldn’t be so weak, that even your royalty is suffering…” She was mocking him; Minzy’s voice was dripping with mockery and contempt.

“Ah,” She said, her voice sounding falsely disappointed. “I am a fiancée to one of those beings, so I guess I shouldn’t speak like that; poor thing.” Her eyes stared up at him, as if she was just an innocent child playing a trick on her elders. Minzy’s hand dropped to her side before her other hand reached up to Vald’s face, lightly touching his cheek as she leaned in; deciding on whether she should leave him paralyzed or not.

After a few seconds of staring at him, Minzy finally leaned in closer, as if she was going to kiss him; yet, instead of placing her lips on his, she simply pecked his cheek with a gentle, soft yet meaningless and cold kiss- freeing him of her power. Minzy stepped back, allowing him to move as she walked towards the piano, her petite hand tracing over the keys; she said nothing, thinking that it might be a good idea to allow the hot headed human speak his mind before she would ask more questions of her fiancé.

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The Music Room.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Valde.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: What shall he say-or do for that matter…
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

Minzy’s hand began to feel the keys, her fingers pressing down on one of them as Valde began to speak, attentively listening to him. Though, as he spoke, Minzy couldn’t help but to admire the white keys that sat prettily onto the piano; she had wished that she could play the piano, she always admired those who could. Her thoughts where pulled from her head as her golden eyes looked at Valde, who was staring her dead in her eyes; Minzy could’ve sworn that she saw a surge of electricity go through his eyes- that type of intense passion in someone only made her more interested in them.

"There is only one. If you so much as touch one of my siblings with harmful intentions, I'll hunt you down, gut you like a fish, and then fry you for dinner. This applies to your wonderfully sociable siblings as well. I won't accept any harm to come to them, understand?"
It was as if he was threatening her- oh wait, in a way, he was. This very thought made her throat a slight chuckle as he walked away, leaving her to stare at his back; he looked quite elegant- in a, goofy and non leader-ish way- as he stood facing the window, having his hands meet and tie themselves behind his back. He continued to speak, and she continued to stay in silence, making sure he was done speaking before she voiced herself.
"Is that all you came here for, or is there something else?"

Minzy’s golden eyes looked back at the piano for a few seconds before she looked back up at him; staring at him in his eyes. A smile peered on her face and tugged on her lips, causing her teeth to slightly show. “You know, Prince Valde, I cannot control the actions of my dear siblings; so whatever may happen between them and you or your siblings, is between them.” She said, her voice becoming stern as if she was speaking to a child. “Your empty threats have no regards to me; I would and will not harm any of your siblings- it gives me nothing to gain but mindless violence.” Minzy said, almost uninterested with the topic as she lifted her hand up off of the piano.

“Ah,” her lips parted as her golden eyes left his, swaying over towards a cello that stayed against the wall. “That depends…” She began, her petite fingers sliding over the beautiful cello; each string played an angel’s tune. “Is there any matters on which you’d like to discuss further?”

█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: The Castle.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Summanus.
█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: Everything.
█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: N/A

Aurora looked out at the storm clouds and ran her fingers along the window pain longingly. "I wish it would last for the night, but it seems you are right. The clouds are not thick enough, and the wind is strong. It will pass within about two hours." At the mention of Summanus' name, Aurora thought back to the brief conversation she had had with him. She had barely heard the last sentence, but it had sent her heart racing. Although they were royals, it did sound like something out of a fairytale indeed.

~Meeting in the rain... a vampire and a human. Fall in love, get married... Though such stories usually end in a tragedy.~

A soft pink color krept into Aurora's pale white cheeks, and she turned her face away to hide the blush. She felt silly and awkward thinking about such a situation. Shaking her head slightly, Aurora pressed her index finger to her lips for a mere second before dropping her hand again. She would not go outside tonight, or any other night for that matter. Given the tension between the Light and Dark kingdoms, venturing outside would not be a wise idea. There was no doubt in her mind that some people would go as far as killing any one of the vampire or human royals in order to preserve the bloodlines. Odds were that people had accepted the marriage proposals because they had run out of energy and will. But there were others. Others who were bloodthirsty and prideful and who would stop at nothing to destroy the upcoming marriages.

(Sorry for accidentally tagging Minzy. I don't know how to undo tags v.v;)