The King of Aravale; Theodred Everest
Theodred had woken up early as he usually does and walks the castle looking over the staff, who was already up and about. He went to go to his office and realized he heard a long sigh from Charlotte's room. He was getting ready to knock but just opened the door instead. He looked out here window seeing the populace below. "Hello my dear. You seem troubled. Is there anything you would like to talk about." He sat himself on the edge of her desk. He figured she would remind him of her boredom and he wondered if her true father would have been so strict about her duties. He then sighed as he missed his older brother who should have been king.
Aaran Sonwerd
Aaran heard a knock upon the church's door. He quickly moved to the door and opened it. It was the local baker coming to pray for his son who had been sent away to mage school. "Is the church open yet Aaran?" Aaran smiled to the man and ushered him in and lead him to private prayer both. The old man smiled back and began to pray to their god. Aaran walked back to the side office sat in the chair behind the desk and prayed himself.
"O holyest one please deliver me from my eternal boredom." He laughed a bit to himself.
Casper Lazurus
Casper awake from his typical routine. He had drank himself to sleep after winning a few dice games in the tavern. "I wish that everything in this country was not so ... strict." He daydreamed a bit about the one time he was almost close enough to touch the princess. "Damn she is lucky. Living up their all the servants, and having so much room to herself." He looked around at his own lodgings. The walls were wood and covered with paintings but the wood was stained to some odd color and the paintings were all broken or had been stolen by former inhabitants. The bed was lumpy and the sheets were most the way clean. He got up threw on his clothes and stepped out into the light. "Another day, another heist that needs doing." He said as he walked on down the street.