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Faust Capricorn

"If they pronounce your name like a curse then you may as well teach their mouths how to taste a growing hell."

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a character in “Cosmogyral”, originally authored by SpiritDancer, as played by RolePlayGateway

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FAUSTCAPRICORN
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โ–ŒAGE
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โ–ŒSEXUALITY
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โ–ŒFACE CLAIM
โ–ŒUSERNAME
Faust "Aquila" Capricorn
Princess Capricorn
Twenty-Four
Magma Manipulation
Female
Homosexual
Caprian
Queen
Capricorn


Fujiwara no Mokou
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Terrible things happen to good people every day. Consequentially, I am not one of the good people. I am one of the terrible things.
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With stark white hair and eyes with red flames licking at the edges, Faust's appearance is rather pecuiliar in its own way. There's a sharp contrast between the color of her hair and her eyes, which is why it is one of the main things people tend to notice when they first see her.

Faust's hair is not a platinum blonde, nor could it be considered silver. Her hair is completely white, lacking any type of dark pigmentation at all. This is what generally causes the contrast between her eyes. It goes a little bit past her waist, and is also rather straight and layered. She stands at a relatively tall height of five feet ten, towering over many other females and she weighs around one-hundred fifty pounds. Faust is very lean, and while her muscles could not be what most would consider defined, they surely are still there.

Moving on to facial features, her eyes are almost the same shade of red as a flickering fire would be, with just the same inconsistency in color. Depending on the lighting, it could look like a completely different shade entirely. Just above those eyes are a set of thin white eyebrows that arch. While her facial features could be considered sharp, they're more on the soft side, including her eyes and everything else. She always wears her hair down, and usually wears a white bow with red stripes in her hair as well. Sometimes she'll take it out, but other than the both she never really styles her hair in any fashion, she really only does that for specific cultural events.

Caprians value simplicity, and that translates into their clothing choices as well. Most of the time, Faust is not seen wearing any type of complex or layered outfit. She usually wears unadorned loose clothing, something akin to baggy dress shirts and anything that is similar. She definitely has a more masculine taste whenever it comes to clothes, rarely ever wearing clothes that would be considered traditionally feminine for her culture.

The more glamourous and elaborate outfits are saved for cultural holdays and events. It is really the only times of the year when the air of simplicity is quite literally thrown out the window. On those days she still continues to to use somewhat simple clothing, only with more colors and adornments.
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I am my own god and martyr, and so you will not choke the divine air from my lungs.
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ENJOY
Like all Caprians, Faust greatly values and enjoys the simple things in life, as far too often people try to over complicate things that should truly just stay the way that they were before. They also use a variety of spices and seasonings, so their food is rarely ever bland. Summer is undoutably Faust's favorite season as it gets rid of the usually cold mountain air. Although Capricorns are thought of as distant, they do like to show affection. Faust personally enjoys silence, as it allows her the time to think and to reflect on things.

ABHOR
While she does like summer, she dislikes extremely hot weather. Though mountains are high enough to the point where that rarely is a problem up there. The idea of not being able to see where the ocean ends and the land begins? Nah, she doesn't like it. She hates arrogance and arrogant people as they are usually prone to impulsivity. No one likes decievement when they're the ones being decieved, though Faust personally doesn't like it because it shows how little the person must think of you. Because of the spices that is used in Caprian food, she hates bland, unseasoned food.

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You had died screaming, tearing at the sky, yet the monster who took your place was silent.
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Above any, and all traits that each individual may have, Caprians are loyal, and so is Faust. She truly doesn't trust others easily, however she can be insanely devoted to those that have earned it. This dedication certaintly could be used as a weapon against her, that is as clear to her as it is to her enemies. But it is a huge strength as well, and that shouldn't be forgotten. Faust will avidly chase all her goals as she is very ambitious. She wants to seize the future in her hands instead of leaving it up to things such as "fate", and she often does exactly that.

Most probably wouldn't expect it, but Faust is affectionate, of course, that's always going to be limited to certain people. Even if you happen to be one of those certain people, it can still be hard to get this side of her to come out. Quite opposite to this, Faust could be considered unfriendly or cold.

She isn't cordial and will usually try to keep things as formal as she possibly can with those that she isn't familiar with, and this is usually what puts people off. Faust isn't one to settle for anything, and because of this she can be demanding, especially whenever it comes to how her country is maintained. She isn't unreasonable enough to expect perfection, but mediocracy isn't going to cut it. It is also because of this that she comes off as abrasive. She begins to seem less so the more time that you spend with her, but most people who come across her never end up getting that far. In truth, she is blunt before she's anything else. Faust feels that at the very least, people deserve to know the truth, even if she doesn't particularly like the person she's talking to.

Under most circumstances she won't ever really tell someone a lie, of course, that doesn't mean that she'll tell the truth either. Withholding information and lying are two completely different things, even if sometimes people do get them mixed up. When it comes to expressing herself, she is quite uninhibited, and so are many other Caprians. They aren't exactly fond of being controlled or restrained, and because of this, there are many social freedoms in the country.

As stated before, Faust isn't very trusting and is honestly skeptical of a lot of things. She isn't one to blindly believe or follow anyone unless she knows that what she's doing is the correct, or at the absolute least, the best choice for her to be currently making. This is one of the reasons why she hasn't exactly decided who's side she is going or willing to be on. As a person, Faust is just naturally dominant. She isn't one to lie down and take what's ever coming to her. She also isn't one to step aside and let someone else take charge either, but that's also a little bit of her stubbornness coming into play as well, and all of those things could possibly be detrimental to her success in her future, whether or not Faust has actually realized that herself.
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She stood between me and my demons, she took half of my darkness and gave me half of her sanity.
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ASSETS
Faust is extremely good with a bow, as she has practiced archery at a young age. She's accurate and precise with most of her shots, as long as she has a pretty clear sight of who or what she's suppose to be shooting at. She's a tactical planner, and is always looking to the end beyond what they're doing at the immediate moment. Though she's always looking at a way to minimize losses but still obtaining their goal in a sensible way. It's no secret that Faust is honest,and she rarely is she the one to outright lie to someone. All of the rulers have to be even a little intelligent, and she probably goes a little overboard. She'll often try to research as much about a specific topic as much as humanly possible, as an attempt to understand it in its entirety.

LIABILITIES
Sugar coating simply isn't a thing that exists in Faust's word, which is why many consider her to have brutal honesty. Of course, she's as formal as the next ruler, but tact isn't something that deters her. She isn't one to just believe what one says, and is very skeptical, possibly to an unhealthy amount. Above all, Faust is short-tempered and stubborn. It isn't very hard to get her irritated, and once she is, it doesn't take very long for her to finally blow up in your face. She'll probably remain mad for quite a good bit of time as well. Her stubborness is really just her being unwilling to give up, no matter what the exact circumstances are.

ODDITYS
Whenever Faust focuses enough on something she invests a lot of herself into it, and is often prone to loss of appetite whenever she's focused on something. Really this lose of appetite can last as long as a one hour or even up to a few days, but usually by then she'll try and force herself to eat something. She can easily become obssessed with something when she finally deems it's important enough, which often leads to her overworking herself and staying up for possibly nights on end.

AVERSIONS
Her number one fear would most definitely be failing to lead her country correctly. All leaders eventually make mistakes, Faust is only afraid that her mistakes may one day lead to her country going up in flames, literally or metaphorically. Besides that, Faust is afraid of oceans, or really huge lakes.She just doesn't like the idea of being too far away from land, mostly because that's the only real way her powers can work, and secondly because it's just really uncomfortable having something so...fluid and inconsistent rather then hard, solid land.
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If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating.
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MAGMA MANPILUATION
creation - Faust is able to create magma by heating up rock and other rock like substances to insanely high temperatures, and she is also able to draw it from the earth. The latter is a lot more destructive than the former is, and for that reason she usually using that side of the ability.

fissures - Of course, whenever she does draw magma from the earth, it often creates fissures and even earthquakes. Though both the size of the fissure and the magnitude of the earthquake depends on how much magma she attempting to draw from the earth.

heating - Her final ability is being able to generate heat, channeling it into any body part, melting items on contact. This can vary from severe burns, to even combustion in some situations.

defects - While she is both able to create magma, thermal resistance or fireproof skin isn't always a part of the package. If she isn't careful with what she's doing, she can end up hurting herself, result in severe burns or even worse. Control is extremely important, unconscious use of this power isn't something to scoff at. Her power doesn't work very well against water, ice or in cold temps.

HISTORY
Faust's history isn't anything unique. From the moment she was born, she was expected to be the ruler of Capricorn, and she lived up to those expectations amazingly. Caprians value intelligence and genuineness over many other traits, and as a leader, Faust would have all of those qualities and more, but there were always those little things that made people doubt her, mainly just how short-tempered she could be. These people silenced themselves as soon as she became ruler at the age of eighteen, but they certainly are still there, quietly voicing their disdain for their new ruler. Up to this point, she has done nothing to justify this doubt, but there are still a few that are waiting until she makes an unreversible mistake, just to howl about how right they were in their wariness.
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The prettier the garden, the dirtier the hands of the gardener.
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So begins...

Faust Capricorn's Story

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                  Declarations of war. The thing many rulers fear, while others embrace it with a fire burning deep within their soul. Now that the Cosmos and all those who reside in it are under the threat of war, the two major sides have chosen to meet within one of their allied kingdoms. For the King, it was the Princess of Virgo who would host, while the Queen the Princess of Capricorn.ย 

                  As for all those declared โ€˜neutral,โ€™ many have highly advised them to consider a side; to at least look at those who are potentially arming against them - and consider those who are primarily around them. For while many prepare to depart, those who have not chosen to align themselves with a side still must choose if they need to call a meeting among themselves.

                  Once the war begins, no one will be safe. But for now, we turn to our stars that shine brightly in the skies of spring.


Thanks to Verix for helping out with the first post!

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"A war?" Winter inquired. The messenger nodded, keeping his head low. "There's to be a meeting in the land of the Princess of Capricorn." Winter sat back in her seat, staring at the hot desert sun through the window. She was in the city of Artemesia in the Land of Aries's territory. At the center of the capital city there was a palace looking over the walls that protected the citizens and kept the desert animals out. "I'll have to travel there then, I presume, since I am in alliance with the Queen?" The messenger nodded, rising to his feet. "Is that all?" Another short nod and Winter dismissed him. She stood from her throne, the chair carved out of glass, a resource found in abundance considering where she lived.

"What are your orders Princess?" Winter closed her eyes, reminiscing in the cold breeze that wafted through the throne room. "Naturally, I'll go." Winter replied, her hands balling into fists. Her sister, dear Summer, was supposed to have this job. Instead, it was handed down to Winter, Winter who had never wanted to rule, Winter who was seen by many as unfit considering how hastily her education had been put together. The burden weighed heavily on her shoulders, one that was far too large for a girl of her size. Her voice lilted as she spoke her next words, "I have to keep in mind the best interest for my people." She walked down the three steps, bare feet padding across the carpeted floor. "Princess, do keep in mind that simply because you are outside of our walls does not mean you can throw away your culture."

"You insult me Warren, a lie has not graced my tongue since the day I was conceived." Warren smiled, while they vowed not to lie, it didn't mean that they could not withhold the truth either. There were many ways to dance around a lie without speaking one at all. "Please prepare my passage to the land of Capricorn, I'm going to wish my sisters farewell." Winter walked to the room she knew her two younger sisters to be studying in. They were learning about the burden that could befall them, in case Winter was afflicted by the same sudden ailment as their eldest sister. A knock on the door, two sets of eyes peered out. "Winter!" Spring, the second to youngest threw her arms around her older sister. Autumn was right behind her, grabbing hold of Winter's legs so that she couldn't move. "Why are you here?" Autumn asked, looking up from her position on Winter's feet. "You're usually too busy to visit."

"I came to say goodbye, I'm going to meet the Queen in the Land of Capricorn." Winter said and her sisters were clearly disappointed. No doubt they expected their older sister to whisk them away to some outing in the city. Their most popular retreat was a stand that sold ice milk in different flavors, they had been going there since before the untimely death of their parents. "You'll come back fine won't you? Not like Summer." Spring asked, clear cut concern in her voice. Winter smiled, "You know very well I can't promise anything." Spring seemed disappointed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "That doesn't mean I won't try." The two sisters gave her one last hug, then they were dragged back into their studies.

There was one more goodbye that Winter had to make before departing. She went upstairs, to the hallway most did not dare venture down. The farther you went, the more windows were draped shut until Winter reached two tall wooden doors. She knocked, hearing no answer. "Summer?" Winter asked, the door was slightly ajar but even so, Winter had to respect her older sister's privacy. "Winter?" Summer asked and Winter sighed in relief or perhaps hesitation, it seemed as though her older sister was having a rare lucid day. "It's me," Winter replied, opening the door a bit more. Summer was painting, the curtains were open, allowing natural light into the room. "Isn't it wonderful?" Summer asked, the entire canvas painted red. Winter smiled, "That is something." Yes, that canvas certainly was something. "I'm leaving."

"Leave? You just got here." Summer put down her paint brush, taking a step towards her sister. She was wearing nothing but undergarments and an open kimono robe, her entire body covered in scratch marks as though she had mauled herself. "Summer," Cress said, her voice full of concern. "It's nothing," Summer said, it wasn't a lie, because to Summer, the scratches were normal. "Please, take better care of yourself Summer. Spring and Autumn are concerned, they want their big sister." Summer looked out the window, her hands began to tremble, shaking like leaves. "They won't leave me alone." She threw down her paintbrush, turning on her sister, cornering Winter against the wall. "They come, creeping in like rats, their eyes are everywhere! They won't go!" Summer licked her lips, "You won't either will you? You'll stay with me." Summer hugged her, painting Winter's clothes red.

"I have to go," Winter apologized. Summer's grip on her tightened, "You can't though, we haven't had our fun yet." Winter stiffened, the door opened, Summer was pried off of her, a red paint print left on Winter's cheek. Two knights were there with a medic. "Summer, you haven't had your medicine." The medic said, full of concern, "You ripped off your bandages too."

"Princess," Warren took her wrist, voice full of concern. "She didn't hurt you did she? I've warned you about coming in here on your own." Winter shook her head, "Summer was just wishing me a safe journey is all. I must go prepare now," Winter turned, nails digging into her palms to keep her hands from shaking. Her footsteps did not echo, but silently padded down the hall. Back to her room she went, she couldn't arrive in Capricorn's palace looking like a piece of broken art.

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        If you were to rip away the ravishing landscape, the radiant architecture of the cities and how the citizens of Cornua Capri conducted themselves in such a refined way, you'd still be left with much magnificence and deep culture, but you begin to see the rot eating away at the roots of the country. The rot that some rulers of Cornua Capri have attempted to clean off of the roots, others allowed it to grow and fester throughout the country, and a few took an active part in spreading it themselves, caring not about the future repercussions.

        This decay could only be attributed to the deadly contest nobles play with each other, trying to socially ruin the other only to gain the favor of someone above them, in hopes that they'll gain a more favorable position in society than where they are now. This contest is most commonly referred to as The Gambit. To accomplish their goal they'll stop nothing short of assassination plots, blackmailing or anything of similar nature, as long as it'll ensure that they'll win. Because of just how deathly The Gambit has become, it wouldn't be too far of a reach to say that more blood has been spilled over it than in any war the country has been in so far. And with how little progress has been made in ending this, it seems that the saying could continue to hold true.

        Ever since Faust first took the crown, most of her effort has gone into ending the foolish Gambit. A multitude of more laws, more watchful eyes on those of nobility, were some of the simple precautions that Faust had taken to ensure that blood wouldn't stain the marble floors of mansions. Though even when she has the power to pass laws and to put into place all the countermeasures that she wants, Faust can't change what has been a part of Caprian culture for so long. It would take a much more gradual approach if she wanted to do away with any notion of the Gambit. Though all of it would have to wait, as there were more present matters that needed to be dealt with first. The matter of the upcoming war.

        Within Viscera, in the deepest parts of the citadel that stood overlooking the rest of the capital city, the final pieces of the preparation were being put into the place for when those allied with the Queen and Queen Estelle herself would arrive. Truly, these preparations have been going on for weeks on end, something that one could tell if they simply glanced at the city and how adorned everything was. While Caprians value simplicity, for special occasions such as holidays or for when visiting rulers of countries arrive, you'll see many buildings decorated with ornamental lanterns, flowers, ornate beads and many other objects. Of course, once the holiday or visit is over, all of these ornaments will be taken down and quietly stashed away for the next event, life returning to how it was before. But for now, the ornaments remained.

        Faust had spent the beginning of her day surveying everything, and now she waited in the main hall of the Praesidium, the name of the said citadel that sat on elevated land. It was sometimes referred to as the Ocular for how it gazed upon the rest of the city, keeping it under constant watch. Soon the door to the grand hall opened, and a sole messenger had entered the room. "Princess Faust, two knights came to inform you that Queen Estelle has recently arrived in Viscera." She addressed the messenger with a slight glance, and a nod of her head.

        "If the welcoming envoy is ready, send it. Make sure that we are prepared for the arrival of the other rulers as well." and with the simple wave of her hand, she dismissed the messenger and they exited the grand hall. While she waited, her mind drifted to Narine, a close friend of hers, and his decision to stay out of the war. It was an understandable decision, as the country of Pisces simply didn't have the military strength that would be required for such things. Though there was still some part of her that wished he had joined her side, she knew that it was a silly thought.

        But then her mind wandered away from Narine, away from the impending war and away from the princes and princesses that would soon be arriving in Viscera. For a moment, her thoughts landed on the whereabouts of her personal bodyguard, Ember. They've been away from the capital, and while Faust wasn't sure where she was, she knew that the guard still remained inside of Cornua Capri. Or at least she had hoped.

        An almost forlorn look had crossed her face, but any hint of it was gone as soon as it appeared. Faust suppressed any more thoughts she had of the bodyguard and waited for the Queen to reach Praesidium.

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                      Following her distaste for traveling, the second most loathsome thing - or person she should say - was the boy next to her. Levir stood silently, brooding with the land of Capricorn as his background, and for all intents and purposes he looked the part he was meant to play - a dutiful knight protecting his queen. She knew better however.

                      The words spoken only hours before rang in her ears and reminded her where they stood, โ€œWouldnโ€™t want people believing you've still got a heart beating in that chasm of a chest of yours.โ€ Mentally she scoffed but outwardly she kept her face stoic as ever. The audacity of her knight.

                      The underlying truth.

                      Estelle had come to reason with herself long ago that while she did in fact have a beating heart it was simply that and nothing more - her love for poetry be damned. The capacity she held to love and be loved started and died the moment she learned of her position in the world; and her sudden change of disposition was not one out of necessity but rather freewill.

                      After all, sheโ€™s always had more pressing matters to attend to - such as the meeting with her allies to discuss the upcoming war against the king.

                      She narrowed her eyes and let out a breath of exasperation. That man.

                      โ€˜Does he have no sense of honor, of pride?โ€™ Estelle wondered, but soon laughed at the preposterous notion that the King of Constellations would have no vanity. Of all the terrible traits he possessed, the self-adulation he felt toward his own ideology was so engraved in his heart that without it the king might as well have died.

                      โ€œYour Majesty, the envoy has arrived,โ€ a voice called out. The man then kneeled before her as any respectable knight would and dared not look into her eyes, โ€Shall we depart?โ€ It was funny how susceptible people to power were - acting submissive in front of it and yet lusting for more when bestowed upon them. It was their mortal nature, and it would be hypocritical of her to begrudge them for that.

                      Glancing at the man before her she responded, โ€œBy your lead,โ€ and off they went. She road her black steed with her head held high and her shoulders square, looking every inch the cool and aloof queen she was thought to be - as all rulers should be. It would not do her well to show how human, how touchable, she was.

                      The envoy lead them through narrow passageways and sunken ground, making sure to narrate each section of the city as he went. It was interesting Estelle would admit, but the lit to his voice caused her head to throb and the reins in her grasp to be held onto more tightly. However despite that she took time to notice the embellishments of the city with pride. The decorations were not the most extravagant she had received, but they most certainly were not unpleasant to the eyes either. Like the land of Capricorn it made sense.

                      Halfway through the tour however, and seemingly a quarter of the sunโ€™s life, Estelle smiled politically and spoke in a soft voice, โ€œThe land of Cornua Capri is fascinating and I wish I could listen to your beautiful narrative for hours, but I believe a faster pace would be more applicable to our situation.โ€ She found no reason to be harsh, and as such when the envoy's face turned crimson she simply ignored the scene before her and nodded her head as he stammered out his apologies.

                      The rest of the trip they kept silent. Occasionally Estelle would hear Augustine whistle from his horse and a look his direction would silence him, but otherwise it was exuded a sense of serenity. It was, for all the trouble and turbulence they faced, the perfect backdrop for tragedy.

                      โ€œWe are here your Majesty, Princess Faust awaits your arrival at the grand hall,โ€ the envoy spoke with a tinge of fear in his voice and Estelle could only incline her head to dismiss him. She would not of course tell the princess of his ramblings, but it would do him good to remember just exactly where he stands.

                      Quietly Estelle hopped off her horse and gave the reigns to one of the knights in her group. Soon after, and with a wave of her head, she ordered Levir and Augustine to follow her lead - walking at a moderate pace inside the citadel.

                      โ€œWhen the others arrive you will keep your heads up but your eyes lowered, do you understand?โ€ Estelle questioned, not looking at either of her knights but implying it all the same. It would do her no good to show her ally any potential weaknesses or imperfections.

                      โ€œOf course, my queen.โ€ She nodded and gave a sidelong glance to Levir before responding to Agustine with an amicable reply.

                      When they arrived at the grand hall, she spotted the princess immediately - her face a mask of passiveness that gave away her thoughts in the process. The princess was troubled, but for what reason she had no idea. After all, it was the same face Estelle wore herself.

                      โ€œPrincess Faust, I would like to thank you personally for holding the meeting in Cornua Capri,โ€ Estelle smiled in polite accordance and bowed her head slightly, โ€œYour affability will not go unrewarded.โ€

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"Princess, we are truly sorry about the incident with Summer." They bowed before her, shaking slightly as though they had done something wrong. Winter smiled, a kind light in her eyes. In truth Winter herself was still a bit tense from the earlier encounter. She had gone only to say goodbye and her sister... No Winter wouldn't think of her in that harsh light. "What's there to apologize for? She's my sister, not some animal." They shifted, clearly nervous. "Perhaps, but Princess, we must warn you not to go into Summer's room without the accompaniment of a guard." Winter shook her head, "She won't hurt me," there was a bandage on her arm to refute that claim, but regardless, Winter wouldn't neglect her older sister simply because of this illness. "I'll return soon, hopefully with research if I have time to inquire about such things between meeting." Winter turned to leave, if she didn't go now, she would be late, giving her an even worse reputation. Winter was slightly intimidated by the fact that she knew some thought less of her due to the rush in which the crown had been transferred to her. Winter worked hard to prove them wrong, she was attempting to revive her Kingdom and make it thrive.

"Are those shoes I see?" Her newest adviser, Sir Jacin Clay, teased. It was common knowledge that the Princess detested footwear in the form of anything that was more than decorative jewels and yet here she was, wearing boots. "Yes well, I would look like a fool if I stepped onto the desert sand barefooted." Sir Clay escorted Princess Winter to her caravan, the desert heat bearing down upon her the moment she stepped foot out of the safety of the palace. In truth, their city wasn't as sand covered as one might think, however it still managed to gather in every nook and cranny, sometimes in piles, other times in droves. Dust and sandstorms were frequent as well, it was common knowledge that when outside, if you weren't wearing a cloth mask and goggles you were daft or foolhardy. As children you learned quickly the importance of carrying these tools, too much desert sand in the eyes could make you go blind and up the nose well, it was quite irritating to be digging sand out of there.

Aside from the occasional stop to repair a broken wheel, their journey went otherwise unhinged. Winter arrived at the thresh hold of Capricorn's home without difficulty. The act of travel was tiring and the Princess was ravenous for a meal that didn't consist of fish and bread. "I apologize for the delay," Winter said to the guard at the door she encountered on her way in, Sir Clay close behind her. "I do hope I'm not among the last to arrive." She followed the woman inside, holding her head high. "This way to the Grand Hall Princess," it was still such an odd thing to be referred to as Princess. A few months ago, Winter was simply Winter. Now she was the Princess of Aries, ruler of an entire Kingdom. Winter felt no more a Princess than she did a child.

The doors to the Grand Hall opened with ease and inside was the Queen Estelle. It was a delight to finally meet her in person and Winter almost found herself stumbling upon first sight. Queen Estelle was every bit as marvelous as the rumors foretold; she had an air of unmatched confidence and her eyes were as cool and collected as swirling galaxies. "My Queen," Winter dipped into a curtsy, cursing herself for not dressing up for the occasion. The Princess felt like a sight for sore eyes what with her slightly rumpled dress and sand covered boots.

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xxIt was an uneventful travel. This was of course from the personal opinion of the Taurian Prince. Unfortunately, such view was not shared by his retinue as they were dragged along their Lord Prince's whims that were as quick and as sudden like lightning. Diethric was in a foul mood due to it, as he had to cater the impulses of utter uselessness. The Umbra had tried reason, force, and guile to alter the desire of their Prince. It only fell on purposely deaf ears and the schedule done was thrown in disarray. "I hope you are prepared to explain yourself for being late." The journey itself was anything but uneventful.

xxDespite the difference of interpretations, they had arrived safely in Cornua Capri even with the periodically stops done along the way. It was clear as well because of those instances that the entourage of Taurus arrived at a late hour, much to the dismay of Diethric. Information had been given that the Queen along with Princess Aries had already arrived. Both ladies were currently being welcomed by the Princess Capricorn at the Grand Hall of Praesidium in which they were now being escorted towards to.

xx"Is that the needle causing that crease between your brows?" Those words carried such eloquence and the timbre of mirth. It would not be a mistake to be taken by it. "Then, allow me to pluck it for you." A hand reached out towards Diethric who was currently riding on his steed alongside the Prince. "What?" He pulled on the reins and while moving away from the hand aiming to land on his forehead. "Stop it!" It was the resonating battle cry which was answered with a chuckle while the hand returned to its rightful side. The envoy sent to welcome and assist the Prince watched the exchange in both disbelief and confusion.

xxThose who are familiar with such moments simply looked away or sighed. In regards to Diethric, his face reflected the shade of the brightest apple. The Umbra was clearly embarrassed and was only fueled more by the next set of words. "You look ravishing. If the thought of my touch, colors more than your cheeks. I wonder what else would be crimson if my skin is upon yours." For that matter, he was not the only one red from those statements. "Pr--Pri--Prince Zenith!" It earned once more another chuckle as its source, the Prince, rode ahead of the rest with pristine and elegance on Arion unfazed by the impact of his thoughts which left his men and his escorts flushed like a girl in love.

xxThat was equally entertaining and enlightening if Zenith would be asked. There was also the feeling of triumph as he rode Arion along the passageways of Capricorn's domain. The sights were fascinating and he did take his time in admiration. It was why his suite and escorts reached him after their moment of deliberation. "Lord Prince, please do not go on your own." Septus spoke as he was now by the Prince's side. In truth, that reminder was but asked to be delivered by Diethric who was a bit of distance. "There might not be an immediate threat, but we could never know."

xxSilvery green eyes cast its gaze on Septus who silenced himself unconsciously. Zenith did not speak a word and lingered on the Caballarius Leader's reflection. Stillness permitted between them and only after the envoy halted on the Prince's side did the spell broke. The door to the Grand Hall awaits. The attention then shifted to another being. "Arion, be safe while I am away." He ran his fingers through its mane. The noble horse neighed in reply and after so, he dismounted. Others followed suit and by his side, Diethric and Septus took the point. Once all are ready, the Prince of Taurus was escorted to where the others had already convened.

xx"Prince Zenith, I would like to ask for you to refrain from speaking much of your thoughts." Diethric who had regained his composure spoke in a reprimanding tone. It would have more weight if only he would look towards the Prince. "Now, what use am I as a Prince if I do not say what I think?" His tone held the stealth of intimidation while wrapped in the seduction of necessity. Diethric shook his head and was about to impart a few guiding principles, yet was cut off when Zenith spoke again this time to Septus. "Ah yes, Septus have you brought the gifts I bought?" The said man nodded with due pride of initiative. "Yes, Lord Prince." The Prince could not help but offer a smile for the enthusiasm his Caballarius Leader was presenting.

xxThis moment was disturbed only by his Umbra's complaint. "You must jest, Prince Zenith. We cannot have what you picked randomly earlier be presented to other rulers especially to the Queen!" Diethric was in clear distress of what the Prince intended to do. These concerns as it had been before were simply given end with a smile and a few words. "That is rather cruel of you to say. In a gift, it is always the thought that matters, my dear Umbra." Unable to speak further, Diethric yielded begrudgingly as the Taurian Prince entered the opened doors where the Queen, Princess Aries and Princess Capricorn awaited in their full embellishment.

xxUpon entering, Zenith flawlessly catered to decorum of royalty as he delivered a bow. "My Queen. Princess Aries. Princess Capricorn. Good day." Diethric and Septus did the same, yet their heads remained lowered. It was an action of hierarchy and respect. In regards to the Prince, he straightened himself and proceeded in assessing the entities within the room in his own way. "My apologies for my tardiness. There had been a few sentiments I had required to see." Not a hint of deceit in his statement could be glimpsed or be understood. "Shall we begin our council, my esteemed fellow rulers and Honorable Queen?"
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