Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat โ€” the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Eudaimonia » Loot! » Natural Kinds » I have a funny idea » Life in the 21st century. » Song of the Runes » Platoโ€™s Beard » Clues » Nihilism » Strange Tales From Hadean » Art Gulag [ Come get this Commish! ] » Visibility of Private Universes & Profile Customisation » Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory »

Players Wanted: Hellboy characters » 18+ Writing Partner [Fantasy, Romance, Etc.] » 18+, Multi-Para to Novella Writers please! » Looking for roleplayers » Fun tale full of angels, demons, and humans » Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ูฉ( ยด๏ฝฅัˆ๏ฝฅ)ูˆ » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) »

Deliverance

Alfheim

0 INK

a part of Deliverance, by The_Queen.

None

The_Queen holds sovereignty over Alfheim, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

2,276 readers have been here.

Setting

Default Location for Deliverance
Create a Character Here »

Alfheim

None

Minimap

Alfheim is a part of Deliverance.

11 Characters Here

Pariya [166] "Eternally, we will be in each other's memory."
Kiyoko [165] "There's never a right time and place, sometimes you just have to make one."
Shiro [96] "My purpose is to fulfill your every need."
Korhya Filia [96] "It's so sunny today! It's going to be another great day!"
Crescent Winter [96] "Just call me Cress."
Ellen Winter [96] "I feel cold, like the ice is coming from inside of me."
Kuro Botan [69] "You can't block out my song by plugging your fingers in your ears. Idiot."
Ivan Charde [67] "Don't you go puking on my bar now.."
Prince Sangre [67] "Do you believe in a world of happy endings? I certainly don't."
Eleven [56] "To live is the rarest thing in the world, most people just exist."

Start Character Here »


Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Oh, what a week it was. First she was told by Itward that he found the rebel behind Aine Dorones's mysterious appearance. Not only that, but she was given a mysterious invitation by Heron to come visit her at her apartment. Why ever would Heron Cherubim make such a request? What was it with these Cherubim siblings and their wanting her to make time for them anyways? As Narisia and Shiro continued with their studies under the careful eye of Tutri Vance, she tried to play and balance with schedules until finally she had a free day to go out and do both visits at once. "Odd, no one's here." She took a carriage that deposited both her and Shiro right at Heron Cherubim's assigned apartment. "There's no one here." Well, she would go tend to her visit with Itward Cherubim for now then. Apparently she had a sister she didn't remember, and Cress was being dragged into something bothersome, but what could she do about it? It was late, but she had some free time so she didn't care. She had permission from King Azel, her father, so there was nothing Mother could do or say about it this time.

"Yes, please take me to the Cherubim Estate." She sighed, looking calmly out the window. "Sorry, Shiro, I thought we might have found an ally." Someone to fight against the Queen with but someone as flighty and silly as Heron couldn't really be relied on. As Narisia approached the Cherubim Estate she found the gate already open. Just whatever could be going on? She didn't know, but it was quite suspicious nonetheless. "Careful. Let's sneak in, I have a bad feeling." She instructed Shiro, knowing her attendant could be quite clumsy in the worst of times. So she and Shiro made their way into the Estate, trying their best not to be seen. They snuck around the corners, and then just as expected, she saw someone who really shouldn't be there.

"Pri-Princess Narisia?" A fox eared man gasped, startled. He was holding someone in his arms, her hair blonde just like the sun. This was the Aine lookalike, wasn't it? "I was told a prisoner was here for me to pick up." Narisia's voice was cold and uncaring. "I don't recall Itward hiring anyone like you here." She raised her fist, a new invention around her wrist. The fox eared man was lifted into the air by an invisible force and pinned against the wall. The bloody girl was dropped onto the ground and she whimpered, shivering. "I'll be taking her for now." Narisia decided, taking her in. She reached for the fox eared man but he dashed out the window before she could cuff him, too.

Narisia decided to knock out the Aine lookalike for now, choking her with her new Gravity Drive until she fell limp. That was when she and Shiro made their way to where she heard voices. Her eyes locked together with someone who really wasn't supposed to be here. Heron and Itward, collaborating? There was something ridiculous going on, Heron and Itward seemed to be the ones responsible. Weren't they not on speaking terms ever since he tried to marry her off? "Before anyone goes anywhere, I think I want to know what's going on." Her eyes were cold as she glowered at all three conspirators. "I-its late, I didn't realize you were still-" Itward started but he fell silent. "Heron, I don't know what you're planning, but you're getting in over your head." She wouldn't believe any nonsense about having a sister. "That girl!" Heron started, surprised. "She impersonated my friend." Narisia's voice was harsh with intent. "I'm taking her to the Queen."

Setting

Characters Present

No characters tagged in this post!

Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| [url=SONGURL]songname || artist[/url] ||




Shiro had her work cut out for her. Between the Princess, Tutri Vance, and the Queen, poor Shiro was busier than ever. Between all of this, she also had to go check in at the medical office. While the Doctor could cover up what Princess Narisia had done to her, there was no fixing her bladder, according to the Doctor. Shiro could not sense when she had to use the bathroom, not since the Queen had pushed her off of the balcony. It was surmised to be spinal damage and the only thing the Doctor could do for the time being was have a nurse deliver diapers to her room every morning, before the Princess awoke. It was embarrassing, but Shiro was doing her best to cover it up. Thankfully, the Princess had yet to discover this horrible secret that Shiro was harboring.

This evening, the Princess had managed to squire away some free time. Shiro would go with her of course, as she was hardly ever away from the Princess's side. "I'm sure it must have slipped Heron's mind that we were coming," Shiro knew that Heron was flighty, she could barely keep her head on straight some days. Shiro of course, did not trust the womanizing knight to be alone in the same room with any women, but then again she couldn't do much to stop her either. "Maybe we should go back to the castle? It's getting late." It was nearly midnight, Shiro did not like being away from the castle, but that could be because it was the only thing she knew. It was rare that she was ever allowed to leave the grounds.

Instead, the Princess wanted to go and visit Itward Cherubim. Shiro had been to the estate once, she went with the Queen, right after Itward's Father's death. "That's alright Princess, I think Heron is too scatterbrained to be a reliable ally." Shiro's was growing tired, it was getting late and yet, the Princess insisted on visiting friends instead of getting a proper night's sleep. They went around the side of Itward's home, intercepting a man with fox ears. Shiro's tail was between her legs. She was supposed to protect the Princess, but she could barely move she was so frightened. "Princess, please don't do anything that could put you in danger!" Shiro whispered, but the Princess had taken care of it already, choking the blonde haired girl until she passed out with her new invention.

They went in through the front door, which was unlocked. Shiro tip toed behind the Princess, her tail giving a nervous wag. Heron and Itward were in the same room, a girl with rabbit ears sitting on Heron's lap. Shiro had a feeling there was a girl involved and that was why Heron hadn't been at her apartment. On the holo screen on the wall were the results of a DNA test, a matching set of DNA to the Princess. "Is that real?" Shiro whispered, her eyes wide. The Princess had a sister? It seemed that the Princess did not believe it, also announcing her intent to take the Aine imposter prisoner.

The rabbit eared girl rose, her eyes the color of fire. "Ellie, it's me." She announced, placing a hand against her chest. Shiro had never seen this girl before, but she seemed to recognize the Princess. "It's Cress." She held out her arm, where it was clear that Itward had just drawn the blood from. "And it's true, we're not cousins, we're sisters."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Narisia was annoyed. "They sent us the letter, remember?" Cress apparently telling her that they were sisters and that they needed to meet. Today she finally had some free time, so she sent notice that they would be coming but Heron didn't even have the decency to stick around. Truly, it really was such a bother. You weren't supposed to stand up the Princess of Ashia after all, something like that was very improper for a knight to do. "Sorry, but this is something very important we have to do." Shiro would just have to stick it out until then. "And if I'm out here while you're back at the castle, who knows what my mother would do to you?" It was a subtle threat to Shiro to let her know that her place was at Narisia's side, no matter where she may go.

With the fox eared man escaping with his life, and the Aine impersonator properly taken care of for the time being, Narisia and Shiro made their way to the main room where Itward, Heron, and a rabbit eared girl were. Was this what they were running around for? A rabbit eared girl was pretending to be a sister she didn't have? "Princess, you're gonna wanna listen to what this girl's got to say." Heron said suddenly, holding onto her rapier. Itward looked tense, gritting his teeth. "You might want to take better care of your prisoners." Narisia lowered the Aine impersonator onto the ground, releasing control of the gravity drive connected to her wrist. "A rebel was in the process of rescuing her, Itward." He narrowed his eyes and nodded. "She doesn't know about the rebels, so you shouldn't-

Narisia smiled icily. "That's for my mother to determine, and not you, Itward." She turned her head then to address the nonsense she was being told by the rabbit girl. She introduced herself as Cress, a name not just anyone would be able to know. So they were supposed to be sisters? Something like that sounded ridiculous, but the numbers wouldn't lie... "Even so, there's a reason why my Mother disposed of you. If she finds out you're here, you'll only be in further danger." Should someone named Nui Seraphim truly exist, and if that person is Cress, then Cress is in even more danger than before.

"I'll find a way to send you back to Earth. All you must do is wait for me to take care of Mother." It was dangerous to talk about these sorts of things, but she needed to make things clear to Cress. "So do not get yourself involved in anything dangerous until I take care of matters here." Sisters, cousins, what mattered was that Cress was returned home to her family, to where she belonged. That was what Narisia was fighting for. "Itward, I'll send a message to my Mother that I'm staying the night here on official business. I'd rather not return home with rebels scampering about like insects." He nodded, a grim expression on his face. "Then... I'll make rooms." He glowered at Heron who seemed unhappy about this arrangement as well. "You'd do well to stay away from her." Narisia said simply to Heron, putting a hand on her chest. "A knight and a princess together is very improper, even if the princess doesn't technically exist."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| [url=SONGURL]songname || artist[/url] ||




Shiro was in slight shock. She looked between Princess Narisia and the rabbit-eared girl, who claimed to be a Princess as well. The DNA strains confirmed it. Shiro grit her jaw, wondering how there could be two Princess. Did that mean she was to serve both of them? How come she had never heard of or seen this Princess before now? Shiro nervously glanced between the Princess and the-other Princess. She called herself Cress, but wasn't that the same name of the girl that had been at the ball the other night? The one by the side of Aine? Or rather, the imposter Aine. Did that mean the other Princess was a rebel? Is that why Shiro had never heard of her? They would be staying here the night, Itward would not allow them to leave with rebels running around loose, but hadn't they already infiltrated his home?

"Wait, Ellie!" Shiro stepped quickly between the rabbit called Crescent and the Princess. "U-um please address the Princess by her name," Shiro said nervously, not wanting this imposter to disrespcet the Princess. "Fine, Princess Nari-whatever-"

"Narisia!"

"Your snootyness," Shiro crossed her arms. "Fine, Princess Narisia," she waved air quotes around the Princess part, but Shiro was satisfied for the most part. "I can't just go back to earth, I don't know how much time has passed there, if the continuum is different. I also apparently never belonged there. That woman on earth isn't my Mom and that man sure as hell wasn't my Dad. My world has been turned upside down and you're just giving me the cold shoulder. I'm sorry if this isn't what you wanted, but this isn't what I wanted either. I can't just go back, not without answers at least. I need to talk to to the Queen." Shiro glanced between the rabbit and the Princess, wondering if they could beleive anything she said.

"I think it would be best if all of this was talked out in the morning," Itward said decisively. Heron jumped in as well, pulling the rabbit-girl away. Narisia stepped forward, warning Heron to stay away from the girl. Shiro's tail wagged, wondering if she should say something as well to back the Princess up. "Relax Nee, I'm just protecting her." Cress, perhaps seeing Narisia's protective side as well, sidled up beside Heron. "I asked for her help," she cocked a hip, crossing her arms. "Everyone relax," Itward said suddenly. "Come, I'll show you to your rooms." He led them upstairs to the guest wing, Cress and Heron each given a separate room, per the legitimate Princess's request. "Shiro you can sleep in-"

"That's okay! I can sleep on the floor beside the Princess's bed." After all, she was just a loyal dog and she had to stay close to the Princess to protect her, not that she could protect her very well. "Alright then, I'll have a servant bring in a spare cot." Shiro's tail wagged as she opened up the door, glad she could do at least this much right. As she sat down on the mattress she suddenly realized that she had not been expecting an overnight trip. She had brought no change of clothes and no spare diapers. Her cheeks turned red as she came to this revelation, wondering what she would do. She couldn't very well stay in this soiled one, now could she? It would begin to smell in a few hours.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




It seemed they were going to stay the night here in the Cherubim Estate, where only two Cherubims really lived anymore. Beatrice lived with the Liefthith family now, and Titana was somewhere else as well, and both of their parents were dead and Heron had moved out to become a knight to avoid being married off herself. Cress seemed adamant to stay here on Ouranous instead of return to Earth where it was safe. Why? "Mother tried to get rid of you before." Narisia's voice was thin. "She'll just do it again if you approach her, except this time, permanently." Sbe didn't know the kind of person Queen Narina was. Only Narisia truly understood her mother, because Narisia was just the same as her. She and Shiro left then to go to their guest room, but not before Narisia secured the prisoner.

"Please, it hurts. Aya hurts." The Aine Imposter whimpered, bound in cuffs and locked in a cell. "Oh, did Itward do something?" Narisia gazed at her dispassionately. She nodded, looking quite pathetic. Why was a Rubble involved in this mess anyways? "Well, you could have avoided it if you simply answered the questions Itward asked of you." Oh well. She would know better for the next time once it was time to play interrogation with the Queen. So Narisia returned to her guest room with Shiro, laying on the bed. "It'll be okay, Shiro. I received father's permission to go out." So neither she nor Shiro would be punished for being out so late. She made sure to notify her mother she was out on official business as well, just to cover her tracks. "Get some sleep. If you're uncomfortable, you can spend a few hours on the bed with me if you'd like."

"Can I go play with my friends?" Little Narisia asked, her voice chipper and bright. "They're waiting for me outside the gate!" Her mother smiled, taking her by the hand. "I'm sorry love, but they aren't your friends. You're the princess of Ashia, they just want to take what you have." Her mother's grip was tight and loving. "No one loves you but me. Don't trust anyone but me." Narisia frowned. "But Itward and Aine are-" Mama smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "When have I ever lead you astray? All you have to do is trust me, the one who loves you most, dear."

When morning broke Narisia smelled something odd. "Shiro, is something wrong?" She asked, looking at her lady in waiting. She smelled a little, well, soiled. "If you have a problem, I expect you to keep me informed." A new set of clothes for both of them had been prepared and a little redhaired girl poked her head in. It was Nio Cherubim, was she acting as a maid? "Hello, Nio. Sing for us, it's been too long since I heard your singing." The little one had a talent for song after all, but Nio shook her head. Was she shy in front of Shiro? Suddenly Nio took Shiro's hand, wanting to take her somewhere else, a look of concern on her face. "Let us get changed first, then you can play with my servant." Narisia ordered, smoothing out her hair with her fingers.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro was nervous of course, sleeping in the same room as the Princess would normally be considered indecent, but Shiro had to stay by her side. She would remain the night to make sure that the Princess was safe and stick by her side, which is what the Queen would want. If Shiro went astray, then she would be punished. She changed into pajamas that someone had set on the cot for her and went to the bathroom to clean out her diaper the best she could, it would just have to wait until tomorrow. Hopefully it wouldn't begin to smell in the meanwhile. "Goodnight Princess, don't be afraid to wake me during the night if you need anything," Shiro said as she tucked herself into bed, her tail wagging until she drifted off, thumb somehow ending up in her mouth as she slept.

"Shiro, come here!" One of the maids called out to her. She picked up the ball she was playing with in the garden and to meet the call. "What is it?" She asked, the maid's face a mere shadow. "The Queen is calling for you," she went stiff with fright. The Queen? Shiro had been living in the castle for as long as she could remember, but the Queen still intimidated her. "Yes, this way," the woman took Shiro's hand, they had all known this day would come, the day Shiro was finally old enough to begin her duties. She was small, never having been very big to begin with, but the day she was summoned by the Queen was one she had always been preparing for, both physically and mentally. Shiro clutched her ball as they neared the Queen's quarters.

"My Lady, she is here." The door opened, the Queen sitting on a velvet couch, wearing a dress that dripped with pearls. "Ah, there you are." Her smile was benevolent, but Shiro had seen her angry before, she knew that behind that smile were evil thoughts, bad thoughts. Shiro swallowed hard and curtsied, dropping her ball. "You must be Shiro," the Queen leaned forward. "Please, raise your head." Shiro braved a peek upwards, "from today on, you will be training to become my daughter's Lady in Waiting." She reached out a hand and Shiro braved a step closer, then another. The Queen's palm settled on her head, "so cute and small." She smiled, but it did not quite reach her eyes. "Let's ensure that never changes."


Shiro awoke to the sound of the Princess rising. Oh no! She had overslept, hadn't she? She expected her collar to shock her, she braced for it, then recalled that the Princess had-had it turned off. The first thing she noticed was the smell, the color draining from her face. "I-I apologize Princess for keeping this from you," Shiro hung her head, feeling slightly ashamed of herself. Nio came in then, with a change of clothing. Shiro took them gratefully, confused when Nio gestured for her to come with her. She looked between Nio and the Princess, but the Princess made the decision for her, Shiro would stay, because she served Narisia first. As soon as the door closed, Shiro's cheeks heated up with shame, her tail hanging between her legs.

"S-since that day I f-fell off the balcony, I haven't been able to feel when I need to use the restroom, so I've-" her cheeks turned even redder, if that was possible. "I've been wearing diapers and I didn't bring any spares b-because I didn't realize we were staying the night!" She bowed, wondering if the Princess would discharge her from service for being such a bad dog.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Shiro began making a fuss, talking about something or other. Was this a health issue? She was having difficulty sensing when she needed to use the bathroom ever since the Queen pushed her off. "It's not your fault that you were hurt, Shiro." Narisia said calmly, taking Shiro's hand into her own. "Next time there's an issue, please inform me so that I can be aware of your needs." After all, Nee had to make sure her internal tech wasn't glitching out or anything. Shiro was a valuable pet project of hers, it would be a waste to just let this opportunity die away. You needed to properly care for your projects after all.

After calling for Nio and retrieving a diaper from the oddly quiet girl, Narisia handed it to Shiro. "Clean yourself up and we'll get dressed." She gave a small little icy smile. "And you can help dress me as usual once you've taken care of yourself first." After both girls got ready for the day the ice princess made sure to page her father, King Azel, that she expected to return to the palace sometime after noon. It would take some time to get everything ready to get back home. Ever since she discovered her cousin here, everything only got more complicated. No doubt someone like Cress would try to do everything on her own and make a mess of Nee's own efforts to send her home safely. So Narisia, with Shiro, went out to the breakfast hall to face the music.

Heron was feeding the Aine Imposter breakfast, helping the trembling girl eat. What was she doing out of the chains anyways? "I'd appreciate you not treating my prisoner like that." Narisia said icily, staring at Heron. Wasn't it improper for an Ashian Knight to be so gentle to a rebel like the Aine Imposter? "She's not a prisoner, she's Aya, and she's got nothing to do with any of this, Nee." Heron's red flowing mane was bright and proud. "I-I - um - I don't know anything, so don't hurt Aya please." The girl, apparently called Aya, said with a shiver. "It'll be okay. I'll talk to Itward about what he did." Itward narrowed his eyes as Nio delivered food for everyone from the kitchen, her little feet scampering about the manor. "I was well within my rights as a noble of Ashia." He said defensively. "Rebels are dangerous, they have to be contained or else people will die."

Nee fully intended to bring this Aya girl in for further questioning. She was the link she needed to track down the rebels. Maybe if Nee got rid of the rebels she would earn her mother's favor. "I hope you're not letting Cress talk to my mother." She told Heron. Cress was probably still brushing her hair or doing her teeth or something. "There's a reason she was deleted from all the records." Cress would be in danger, did no one understand? "When I made my oath as a knight , I swore to protect the Princess." Heron said with a flashy grin. "I think that applies to both Princesses, wouldn't you say, Nee?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro fully expected the Princess to find her disgusting, she expected the Princess to be repulsed by her presence and wish for her to be discharged from service. Her head snapped up in surprise when the Princess said that it wasn't her fault. She looked down at again, squeezing her hands together. The Princess knew that it was her Mother who had done this, but even so, Shiro could never admit to it. To blame the Queen for her actions was like asking to be executed. "I-I will!" Shiro looked up again, cheeks still pink, but her tail wagging. It was clear she was happy, her tail completely giving her emotions away. "Thank you Princess," Shiro curtsied, her relief palbable. Shiro didn't know what she would have done if the Princess fired her, she couldn't survive out there on her own.

Shiro didn't know if she could even provide for herself. She didn't know where food came from, or how to prepare it. The only thing Shiro knew was her life in the castle. "Yes Princess!" Shiro bustled off to the bathroom to change herself once Nio delivered the diaper. She made sure to scrub herself clean so that there was no smell and used a bit of scented oil, just in case. Once she exited the bathroom, Shiro assisted the Princess in dressing herself and then the two made their way to breakfast. Shiro sat beside the Princess, a rare occasion where she and the Princess could sit together at the same table, considering Shiro was a guest in this household as well. It made her nervous, but Itward insisted that it was fine.

Heron was feeding their prisoner breakfast, which Shiro was fine with. "What if she was blackmailed into doing it?" Shiro asked quietly. "The rebels aren't above using those means." What if Aya too, was a victim? Then surely delivering her to be executed by the Queen would be morally wrong? Shiro couldn't answer for the Princess though and it was the Princess who was offended by Aya's impersonation of her friend. A girl Shiro did not recognized came downstairs, she had bright red eyes and short cropped hair. She took a seat next to Heron, scooting closer to the table. "You must feel much better without all of those modifications," Itward mentioned, bowing his head.

It dawned on Shiro who the girl was. The other Princess! This must be what she looked like without her disguise! Shiro's eyes sparkled, while Princess Narisia's eyes were cold and calculating the second Princess's eyes were warm and fiery. She had her Father's eyes, while Princess Narisia had her mother's. "Good morning Ellie," she said, taking a bite out of a piece of bread. Itward suddenly rose, as though taken aback. "You-you're the other rebel!" Despite his yelling, the other Princess seemed unperturbed. "Well, yeah? How the hell was I gonna get to my sister if I didn't manipulate those guys?" Of course, she had barely done any manipulating, but they didn't need to know that.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Right before Narisia's cold icy eyes was someone who was most definitely an enemy. How could anyone see a rebel like this Aya girl as anything but an enemy was beyond the Princess in any case. Yet Shiro was doing just that, she was giving hypotheticals that just maybe, Aya was not a willing participant in any of this. While it was nice to have someone who knew how to dress her, but it wouldn't do for that person to start coming up with silly reasons to pity the enemy. "It's okay, Shiro." Narisia told her lady in waiting without sparing her a glance. "You're kind, but don't let yourself get tricked by enemies, okay? It doesn't matter who Aya is, but she knows who the rebels are." That was reason enough to want her questioned.

As Itward looked very uncomfortable and as Nio brought everyone food with a glittering smile in her eyes, and they ate food to replenish their bellies with energy to last through the day, someone came walking down. Her hair was just as always, her sunkissed eyes like a warm fire on a cold day. This was no doubt just the same as the rabbit eared girl from last night. "Cress." Narisia said quietly, looking over at her. "Cress!" The fake Aine exclaimed, looking over at her with relief in her own eyes, a stupid look on her face. Narisia pinched her foot with her heel and drew a cry of pain from Aya before locking eyes with her cousin - or perhaps more accurately, her sister.

Cress was very much the other rebel who was there at the ball that night. "I think I like her more like this." Heron said with a grin, taking a drink out of her mug. "More of your natural charm shines through like this, don't you think?" Narisia sighed, rubbing her head as if she had an awful headache. "Just so you're aware, I had amnesia when I arrived on Earth. It was only returning home to Ashia that I remembered my real identity as Princess Narisia." For a moment her old self shined through, the still cold but not as robotic Ellie looked at her precious cousin. "...What we had on Earth was real too."

But still, this was business. "However, if you know who the rebels are, you'll have to tell us. If Aya won't say who they are, I hope you'll understand how important it is that we stop them." Heron grinned then, pulling Aya into her protectively. "Then you won't take Aya to the Queen, right?" She asked, her eyes flashing. "This little squid won't have any important information after we know who the rebels are!" Narisia sighed heavily. Did they really care about the fake Aine so much? Itward shared a similar face with her. "Fine. I won't touch her as long as I found out who they are."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro sat back and looked at her lap, recalling that it was not her place to speak out of turn. "Yes Princess, I'm sorry." Shiro whispered, staring down at her plate. She had done something bad, hadn't she? She had spoken out of turn. It wasn't her place to mention things like whether or not Aya was actually a rebel. "It won't happen again," she picked up her fork, falling silent. Cress joined the fray, taking her seat beside Heron and next to Aya. Shiro watched her, she had none of the mannerisms of a Princess, placing both elbows on a able and running her finger around the rim of her glass of juice. She had no training, Shiro could tell, unlike Princess Narisia, whose posture was perfect and folded both hands elegantly in her lap. They were a stark contrast, fire and water. Not for the first itme, Shiro wondered where this Princess had been all of this time.

"With all due respect Ellie, I don't know what's real and what's not right now. That woman on earth isn't even my Mother." Cress's eyes were full of fire, Shiro swallowed hard, glancing at Princess Narisia. The second Princess sighed, leaning back against her seat, her arms crossed. "Sorry, I just... I want answers." It was clear she was confused, Shiro glanced back tentitively at the others. They all went back to speaking of Aya. Shiro's tail wagged tensely, wondering if they would truly let Aya go. "If giving you the information on the rebels will make you leave Aya alone, then I'll tell you." Cress replied, taking what Shiro thought was an angry bite out of her eggs. Was it possible to eat angrily? Shiro didn't know. "That's a good thing, Princess, right?" Shiro secretly hoped that Aya too, would get to go free.

"Promise me," Cress leaned back in her seat, she had finished off her food quickly. "I'll promise in the Princess's stead, since she cannot make such a vow." Itward said suddenly. "Give us the information you have on the rebels and Aya will go free. You have my word," Cress nodded, seemingly satisfied. Was it wrong that Shiro was glad that someone else was under extreme scrutiny for once? She was just glad they weren't looking at her. Cress took a long sip out of her juice, then at last started speaking. She told them everything, from the day she had gotten there, leading up to the ball, including the plan to befriend Heron and ask for her protection, then she confessed to getting drunk and confessing everything to Heron, who had promised to protect her before they-well-Heron covered Shiro's ears so she didn't know what that part was.

When Cress finished, she sat back in her chair and took another long sip of her juice. "That's a lot to take in," Itward had recorded the entire thing of course, so that he could listen to it later and review the information. "That's everything I know," Cress said at last. "I think you covered all your bases," Heron said shamelessly, patting Cress's shoulder. "Here, I'll get you more juice," she picked up Cress's cup and disappeared into the kitchen.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




What kind of secret meeting was this anyways? This really was quite a dilemma. Seeing Itward and Heron not trying to kill each other for once was certainly interesting at least. Hopefully they would remain civil. Shiro apologized for giving her opinion and Narisia accepted the apology. She hadn't meant to be harsh, but whatever the case, Cress had come so there wasn't any more time to talk about anything else. The topic drifted to Aya and her fate. They needed to get answers out of her, but since Cress worked with the rebels too, it would be possible to get answers out of them instead. "D-don't torture her." Aya muttered frantically, shaking her head. "N-n-not like Aya. P-punish Aya instead of Cress." The way she shook like a leaf was pathetic. Why get involved with rebels if you're going to be so afraid of getting caught?

"She's a Princess, I couldn't torture her." Itward said with a dismissive frown, glowering at the Aine imposter. Both Narisia and Itward felt the same on the topic. Aine had been their dear friend, and while they were both at fault for her death, it was important to them that her memory wasn't disrespected like this. In the end Cress wanted Aya's freedom in exchange for the information they needed. Itward made the promise in her place and Aya seemed to let out a sigh of panicked relief with the promise that Cress wasn't going to be hurt. As if they would, Narisia wouldn't allow something like that to happen. With a deep breath Itward began recording and Cress began retelling the story of her life since coming here to Ashia, since being transported from Earth where Narisia had hoped she belonged.

Once it was done Narisia's eyes were like that of a frozen lake, glistening and frigid. She took Heron's hand into hers and smiled with the tension of ice cracking over the lake. "So it's true that you fornicated with the Princess, and my sister?" The rare protective side was coming out, perhaps it was a remnant left behind by Ellie when Nee's memories took over again. "H-hey, I didn't know at the time!" Heron was barely an adult herself though, eighteen years old with two years of Knight training. For some reason Aya looked angry, narrowing her eyes and glaring at the crimson knight. "In any case, run along, Aya. This talk isn't for a Rubble to hear-"

"No!" Suddenly Aya grabbed Cress's arm, clinging to it angrily, like a gnat or a moth. "A - Aya has to keep Cress safe from lechers!" She glared at Heron in particular. How could Cress have fallen in with such an irritating girl anyways? Heron stuck her tongue out and left then, getting juice. "Then I'll tell you about Mother." Cress needed to know just what they were dealing with. So Narisia told her sister all about how her mother refused to let her play with toys and dolls, refused to let her have friends, would beat her and punish her if she ever did anything that wasn't princess-like. "You can't trust anyone else. I'm the only one that loves you." She recited, recalling her mother's words. "No doubt she saw your eyes and disposed of you out of disgust." While Nee was carefully molded into the perfect little Heiress.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro listened quietly, Princess Narisia was angry at Heron for sleeping with the Princess, but for some reason, Cress seemed even angrier. She slapped her hand against the table, the other on her hip. "It wouldn't have come to that if you had just listened to me at the ball!" Shiro meekly sat back, her gaze falling to her lap. She coudn't protect the Princess from this anger, but somehow, she couldn't help but feel as though it was partially her fault. After all, she had mistaken Cress for another servant, she hadn't intervened when the Princess brushed Cress off. Shiro squirmed, her tail drooping. Nio pat her arm, shaking her head. No doubt she felt the pain of it as well, thinking that you had failed your Master, even if it wasn't actually your fault.

Cress sank back down. For some reason, Aya too, seemed angry about Heron and Cress's fornication. "What if-" Shiro squeaked, then recalled it wasn't her place. They were already staring at her though, she cleared her throat, unable to look up from her lap. "What if Aya was trained as a lady in waiting?" She asked quietly, squirming. "This way Cress has more credibility as a Princess once she's presented before the Queen?" She glanced at the Princess, wondering if her idea was approved or not. "I'm not going to force Aya to do anything she doesn't want to. I just wanted to save her from her abusive home." Cress crossed her arms, leaning back in her seat. Heron returned with more juice and Cress took her glass gratefully.

Princess Narisia began to describe what the Queen was like, cold, unforgiving, strict. Shiro had seen all of these attributes in the Queen. Of course, she had also seen a side most others, fortunately, did not get to see. Her cruelty. "It doesn't surprirse me," Cress replied, "considering the way you act around here." It wasn't an insult, technically, but Shiro felt insulted in the Princess's stead. Still, she knew better to talk out of turn, even if her tail was now wagging angrily. "Either way, we have to prepare Princess Cress for meeting her," Itward said suddenly. It was clear that Cress was set on seeking answers. "I think it would be safest if she remained here, in my custody, where she can be trained as a proper Princess.

"I want to stay with Heron," Cress insisted, crossing her arms. Shiro glanced back at Princess Narisia, then at Itward, then at Heron, who was beaming and had put an arm around Cress's shoulder as though to gloat to the others. What was going to happen? Shiro had no say of course, but Cress would lose credibility if she stayed with a lowly knight like Heron in the dorms. "Um Princess, what about an apartment in the Untouchable Tier? Not Heron's, but her own?" If the Princess approved, Cress could live there until the Princess could figure out how to return her to earth.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Really, of all people to do it with, Cress chose that a skirt chasing Knight was the best choice for her? And Cress even had the gall to pin the blame for her poor choices on Narisia? The ice princess sat calmly, cold anger in her tone, her eyes clear and focused. "I couldn't just do that in front of my mother, in front of all the watching eyes." Did Cress not understand how dangerous the Untouchable Tier was? Did she not understand the threat yet? "You don't have to rebel by opening up your legs just because someone decided to pay you a few cheap compliments." Heron grinned, looking cheerful for some reason. "Hey, I put good work in those compliments! I meant them, they were very well deserved!" Narisia rolled her eyes. "You compliment every pretty girl you see. You even used to talk me up before I went to Earth." Heron snickered, her tall slender figure definitely one to behold. "Hey, you're still a looker now, but a bit doll-ish."

Shiro had an idea and Narisia bit the sigh back, knowing that her lady in waiting was a flighty creature that did as she pleased. She pitied the Aine imposter because she never knew the real Aine or how important she was. No one here did except for Narisia and Itward. They shared a glance as Shiro spoke, but Cress went and said that she didn't want Aya doing anything she didn't want to do. "Want to go home." Aya's voice was squeaky and pitched, her brief anger flare towards Heron dying down quickly. "Father's waiting for me at home." So she had a father then, but Cress was calling him abusive. "H-he's not abusive! It's parenting so that Aya stays good."

"Wait, is she being abused at home?" Heron asked Cress quizzically, putting an arm around her to show that she was welcome to stay at her place. No doubt the crimson knight just wanted to play more with Cress's body during nightly adventures. "If so, then as a proper knight I can't just sit and let that happen." Aya shook her head, a harsh stare coming off her emerald eyes. "N-no! It's not! M-Mr. Itward hurt Aya more than Father ever did." Her hands were shut tight, clenching nothing but palm. "Father is Aya's family. Can Aya go back now?" She looked imploringly, almost begging like a squid with no dignity or shame. "If she wants to leave, then there's no reason to stop her." Itward had already tortured her after all, and the well being of one rebel wasn't much of a concern to Narisia. She was irrelevant.

Shiro made another idea then, to have her own apartment in the Untouchable Tier. "There might be one available near the Liefthith estate." So Corren would be able to go and check on her to make sure she was safe and secure. "Hey, that's on the opposite side of town from me!" Heron yelped, shaking her head. "Yes, that is the idea." Narisia checked her holophone. It was noon now, she had to go back to the Palace soon if she didn't want to get in trouble.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Cress glared, it seemed that there was a lot she didn't agree with, but wasn't in a position to bargain. "Just because you've ascended to princess doesn't mean you have to act like a cold bitch Ellie." She rose, Shiro rising too. She stood in Cress's way, who clearly intended to leave. "Y-you should apologize." Shiro's tail swished nervously. There was a fire in Cress's eyes, one that Shiro was afraid would consume her. "Why?" Shiro swallowed hard, it was clear that she wasn't going to be able to calm things down, but it was her job to protect the princess and in Shiro's mind, that meant from verbal abuse as well. "B-because she's your sister! Sisters shouldn't fight!" Shiro had never had a sister, she had never had a family. She didn't know what it was like when siblings fought.

"P-please?" Shiro tried, her tail sagging, "at least sit back down?" She tried to bargain. "Fine," Cress angrily went back to her seat, sitting back down and crossing her arms. "See? That wasn't so hard." Shiro sat back down beside Princess Narisia and continued to eat her breakfast as though nothing happened. Of course, Shiro couldn't possibly imagine what was going through either Princess's mind. She didn't know what earth was like, but perhaps one day she would ask? Unless the Princess did not want ot speak of it ever again, then Shiro would not. "I agree that Cress would be safest away from my sister." Itward crossed his arms, leaning back in his seat.

Shiro too, knew that Heron would creep on any vulnerable prey. No doubt the second Princess had been feeling especially lonely when Heron intoxicated her. "I can assign guards to protect her, private security so the Queen won't get word of this. Tutors as well, if Princess Cress wants to go before hte Queen, she needs to prove her lineage. No offense," Cress shook her head. "Don't call me Princess," she mumbled, her nails digging into her arms. Heron leaned over, placing a hand on top of Cress's and peeling it away so that Cress wouldn't hurt herself. As though she were a small child and not a teenager. It was an oddly gentle gesture, it was clear that despite Heron's womanizing ways, she truly did care for Cress.

"Princess-" Shiro suddenly squeaked, noticing the time. "P-perhaps we should leave the rest to Itward and begin making our way back to the castle?" It was almost noon now, which meant that they would need to be getting back. Princess Narisia had permission to be out, but not this late and no doubt the Queen would begin to wonder where they had gone. Shiro glanced at Aya, the rebel, and wondered if the Princess would truly let her go or if she had simply said that to appease her supposed sister.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




For now it seemed that they would have to leave. Noon was coming after all. As Cress defended her poor life decisions and continued to blame Narisia simply for being herself, Shiro thought it would be apt to defend her. It was well intentioned at least, but it also wasn't at all necessary. "Unfortunately, this is how I've always been. I just forgot my real self when I went to Earth." She'd had amnesia and forgot everything regarding Ashia and Ourania. Now that she was back though, all of her memories had returned to her. The pleasant and peaceful life on Earth was gone now, it was all just a nice dream to look back on. She had returned to the harsh reality that was Ashia, and her duties as the Princess of the three-tiered city.

"I'd hope you do so, Itward." She said in regards to his offer to assign guards. "Just don't make the guards obvious or it'll signal that someone important's there." She stood up, gesturing to Shiro to follow her. She had her own plans of course. She would marry Semyon Malachite from Tartaria, then use him as yet another ally in order to help her depose of her own mother. They were already engaged to begin with, betrothed with no love between them. It was purely a relationship of political strategies. "And what of you, Aya? What plans do you have?" She squirmed and stared between Heron and Cress and nodded. "I-I'll train to be a Knight a-and then I'll protect Cress so Heron doesn't have to!" At that for some reason Heron grinned, grabbing the little girl by the arm, wrapping her own around her thin emaciated shoulders. "That sounds fun! I'll show the little one the ropes." She needed her parent's permission though so for now Aya would return to her father's residence to retrieve it.

Eventually Narisia and Shiro bade the group farewell. She didn't want Cress to get involved in her planned rebellion. She didn't want Cress to potentially get in danger. All she had to do was sit in the apartment and wait patiently for Narisia to take care of the problem for them. She didn't need their help to solve this. "Let's go back a little differently." It would take too long to walk and she was a bit too prideful to just call for a ride from her parents. "Here, grab on, Shiro." Waiting for Shiro to climb onto her back, Narisia turned on her gravity drive, finding herself floating into the air. The weightlessness felt nice and quite enjoyable as she took to the air.

"Hold on tight, I'd rather you didn't fall." There were too many valuable and experimental technologies imbedded in Shiro's body after all, she couldn't risk losing that. They flew through the sky and the clouds, landing deftly back at the front entrance of the main Palace itself. Her father was there waiting, crossing his arms as he saw them. "We're home from business." Narisia said with a little smile. "I wanted to see more of my home, greet the locals." Suddenly King Azel grabbed her and threw her and Shiro into big hugs. "Welcome home! I was getting worried! Come, we have a little feast for you two that the chef couldn't help but make!" Azel was a lot more friendly and warm than Queen Narina. Just looking into his eyes felt like sitting next to a warm crackling fire.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Warm, like a fire. The King's hug was all-encompasing, Shiro couldn't help but lean into it. This wasn't her Father, she recalled, quickly pulling back, it wasn't her place. She stared at his eyes, fiery and red. She had never thought she would see eyes like that on another and yet, it was proof of that girl's lineage. She truly was a Princess, wasn't she? "Oh good, Narisia has returned." The Queen waltzed into the paror, dressed in her finery. Today she wore something that seemed far too simple for her extravagant taste, perhaps she had not entertained guests today? Shiro didn't know, ever since becoming a full-time lady in waiting, she did not have time to keep up with the schedule of the Queen.

Quickly Shiro dipped into a curtsy, not wanting to be punished for disrespecting the Queen. "Let's all go eat," the King gestured towards the dining hall, where a grand feast had been layed out. The Queen scoffed, "A servant cannot eat with the royal family, we've spoken about this dear." She pat her husband's shoulder, but there was no affection in her touch. "Nonsense, there is plenty of food to go around. I insist!" The Queen's eyebrow twitched, but she smiled regardless. "Fine, if you insist." Shiro knew better though, she knew she could not accept the invitation. "Thank you, but I have to take care of Princess's Narisia's room, so if you you'll please excuse me-" the King grabbed Shiro by the shoulder, thrusting her forward towards the dining room. Her tail bolted upright in surprise and she stumbled, nearly falling. "I refuse! You must eat with us, come!" It seemed that there was no way out.

The next morning, the Princess had a private lesson with one of her tutors. Shiro was taking care of other things, like changing the sheets on the Princess's bed. She didn't hear the door open and was fluffing the pillows when someone grabbed her. "Shiro, where were you really last night?" The Queen demanded. Shiro swallowed hard, "I-W-we were at Itward Cherubim's home, m-my Queen!" She stumbled to curtsy, but the Queen grabbed her and pulled her upright. "The Cherubim's? What was Narisia doing at a boy's overnight?" Shiro took a step back, but she was stuck between the Queen and the wall. "Shiro, tell me." The Queen crossed her arms, clearly cross. "I-I can't!" She bowed low to the floor. "I'm sorry my Queen, but Princess Narisia has ordered me-"

"And you think my daughter giving you an order overrules the Queen? She cupped Shiro's chin in her fingertips. "Shiro, if you don't tell me what happened there by choice, then I will have to force it out of you." Her eyes flit to the collar, she noticed, hadn't she? "My daughter disabled this, didn't she?" Shiro's non-answer was answer enough. "She thinks she's so clever." Shiro began to shake, she was going to be punished, wasn't she? Her tail was between her legs. Had she not already been wearing a diaper, she surely would have soiled herself. "You're going to give me an answer Shiro, have I made that clear?" Shiro nodded, the threat enough. "There-there was another Princess there! She called herself Cress and said she was Princess Narisia's sister." The Queen's eyes grew colder, if possible.

"Sister? That's impossible. Why are you lying?" Shiro whimpered, taking a step back and hitting the wall. "I-I'm not! I-I th-thought she was l-lying too, b-but her DNA confirmed it!" The Queen's eyes widened in anger. "Impossible!" Shiro whimpered, flinching. "Where is she now?" Shiro cowered, shaking her head. "Where is she!" The Queen howled, grabbing Shiro by the hair. "A-at Itward's! She-she's staying there until they can find her an apartment!" The Queen released her, shoving Shiro aside. "Shiro, come with me." She rose to her feet, following after the Queen, fearful. They went to the Queen's room, where someone was waiting with a leather suitcase. "My Queen," he bowed, his face concealed by a mask. He had black hair and no distinguishing features, except his smile.

It was fanged.

"You may rise, this is who you will be testing it on." Shiro took a step back, he glanced at her and unlatched his leather briefcase. There were colorful vials inside, each containing what looked to be a chip. "No need to fear me," he held out an arm. Shiro took a hesitant step forward. "Shiro," the Queen said impatiently. She shuffled inside, the door closing behind her. "This won't hurt a bit," he undid the collar around Shiro's neck and wiped her skin with a sanitation wipe. She closed her eyes, the pinch of the needle and the liquid inside burning. "There, all done." He placed a small bandaid over the injection site before replacing her collar. "These are symptoms you'll need to look out for, any device like this could be rejected from the body-" the Queen waved it off. "Yes, yes. Shiro, you may return to your duties and you will not disobey me again, do you understand?"

Shiro swallowed hard and nodded. "Y-yes my Queen!" She hurried off to return to Princess Narisia's room, her heart pounding.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Trying to plot against Queen Narina was like playing a chess game. You always had to stay one step ahead of her. Narisia very much knew who her mother was, so she knew the kind of person she was and the sorts of things she would do in order to get what she wanted. Knowing her mother would target Shiro, Narisia made sure yesterday to send one final message out, using the special private internet channel she installed inside of Shiro's body. The message went to Itward, warning him that there's been a change of plans. "Move Cress to the cells, and dress her up like Aine." She ordered. Cress was small, but not perfect of course. "Sabotage the blood test machine in your base to make Cress's blood identical to that of Aine Dorones." For now this was the best way to keep her sister safe. She would be interred in the dungeon of the Cherubim Estate, as if the real Aine Dorones had never died.

With her secret message sent, she finished her tutoring for the day with Tutri Vance. "I wonder where Shiro is. I believe she was supposed to share lessons with you." Tutri asked once it was over. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it." She needed to go tend to Shiro now, she knew how her mother worked of course. Who didn't?" The woman didn't make any attempts to hide her true nature, after all. Vance nodded, a question on her lips but she pursed them. "Girls should look after each other." She said as something between advice and warning. "Take care of Shiro, then she'll be able to take care of you." Narisia nodded, leaving the room, her tutoring done for now. She looked around - wasn't Shiro supposed to be waiting around here? That confirmed her suspicions then. She checked her phone to find where Shiro was located, a compass arrow pointing directly to Shiro's location to her was now on display.

The Ice Princess made her way to her room where Shiro was. There had been a distress signal she missed, something had clearly happened. Now the arrow was saying that there was an error signal coming from Shiro. Was there tampering done? "Shiro, hello. I believe I told the Queen you were to attend each tutoring session I was in." How dare her mother change the schedule on her like that? "Even after I told her not to mess with my property." She gave the warning, but her mother didn't listen. She would have to go to more drastic measures then to make sure she got her way.

But for now, she needed to take care of necessary business. "Come here, I'll fix you." She yet again fixed the collar, finding the vulnerabilities and disabling the shock on the collar. She didn't want the electricity possibly hurting the delicate equipment inside. "Hmm..." Her phone was still indicating there was something wrong inside. "Let me test something." She jabbed Shiro's arm with a little prick, then put the droplet of blood onto her work station into a vial. "Don't worry. Whatever happened, I'll find out what went wrong." Predictably, the incision healed up, and it would have very much dulled pain compared to the normal amount thanks to the nanomachines in Shiro's body. Her spine would be mending too, and Shiro would be allowed to grow to her proper size.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro was cowering in the Princess's room. She had forgotten that she was supposed to meet her after making the bed, she had forgotten about everything. She was standing still, clutching the pillow, her fingers trembling. She had to move, she had to do something. "I-I have to," the door opened. Shiro cowered, expecting to be hit, but it was Princess Narisia. She strode forward, Shiro holding the pillow as though it would protect her from whatever wrath she had incurred. "I-I'm sorry," Shiro whimpered. She had tried to tell the Queen, but the Queen had gotten the best of Shiro again. She placed the pillow down, the bed sheets on so tight that you could bounce a coin off of it. It was clear that Shiro had made and unmade the past for the past few hours.

The Princess gestured for Shiro to come closer. She did so, hesitant, afraid of being punished. She stiffened when Narisia touched her, disabling the shock function on the collar yet again. She whimpered when the Princess jabbed her, hardly noticing the lack of pain. Even with whatever the Princess had done to her, the response was so ingrained into Shiro that it was instinctive. There was something wrong with her, Shiro had known all this time. She knew that something was amiss ever since she had broken her leg and it had healed within an hour. She sunk onto the Princess's couch, then immediately stood up, knowing that she shouldn't be sitting there. "There's something wrong with me?" Shiro whispered.

"The Queen had a strange man inject me with something," she admitted, her voice small and afraid. She didn't know what it was, "she said I won't be able to disobey her anymore." Not that Shiro had ever disobeyed her in the first place. "I-I've never seen that man here before," her tail was hanging between her legs, stiff with fear. She had to change her diaper too, having soiled herself when the Queen visited. Shiro could not remove her own collar, there was a lock on it that she could not take off, lest she wanted to be punished. "I don't know what it was." She fidgeted, wondering why the Princess bothered to keep her around. She wasn't smart like the other workers, she was clumsy and messed up a lot. The only thing Shiro had going for her was cuteness.

"I'm sorry Princess," Shiro choked. "She made me tell her everything and-and I tried to say no." She didn't want to cry, but she could feel the threat of tears. "I'm sorry I keep failing." Shiro was the worst lady-in-waiting, wasn't she? She couldn't even properly defend the Princess's good name against the others.

~~~

In the truck, Farrel pulled off his wig, putting the leather suitcase down. "Did you do it?" Xion asked, sitting in the driver's seat. They took off as soon as Farrel was secured. "Yup, I injected several of the servants, including the Princess's lady in waiting." He wiggled his eyebrows, clearly proud of himself. "Good," the chips that he had injected them with would allow them access to the most important servants in the castle. This way, they would be able to track the movements of the royals. "I still can't believe Cress betrayed all of us." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Xion shook her head, she was smiling. "She didn't betray any of us, she did exactly as I wanted her to."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Narisia sighed as she took Shiro's blood, wanting to get to the bottom of whatever it was that happened to her. She would rather no one interfere with her little pet project here. Shiro was special, Shiro was going to be one of Narisia's best works once she was done with her. The little lady in waiting that cowered at her own shadow would become something greater than herself. "I'm sure something was done to you. That's why I took your blood." She said with a small smile, watching her work table, waiting until she could get the results. The vial wasn't clear yet, so she couldn't examine until it cleared up. "I'll find out if they did anything and I'll find out what it is." Shiro wouldn't need to worry her pretty little head about this.

Shiro then chose to confess what happened, that a strange man was there. "I see. What did he look like?" She queried, not knowing who this could be. Did the Queen feel threatened by Narisia's superiority with technology that she had to bring in outside help? If that were the case, she would have to be a little more careful about what she did. It didn't seem like Shiro knew who it was either, though. "Ah, the results are here." She looked into the examination glass to see what it could be. After checking it over she nodded, smiling. "Someone put trackers in you. Don't worry, I can handle this." She went to her phone and input the data of the primitive blood tracker that was injected. The nanobots inside of Shiro's body would act as something akin to white blood cells, destroying anything that matched what Narisia put into the record. "It'll promptly be dealt with. It seemed mother simply wanted to spy on us."

With that problem dealt with, Narisia had an idea. It wouldn't do for Shiro to be so afraid all the time. She had some free time until dinner, so why not do something with it? "Now that I finished my new device, let's try her out." She took Shiro by the hand, her hold gentle. One could see this and mistake it for affection. "We'll be back in a few minutes, I just want to test something." Holding Shiro, Narisia jumped out of her balcony window. As the pair tumbled towards the marble floor, she twisted her wrist, gravity suddenly under her control. She could move them in whatever direction she pleased. It was almost like flying, but without the turbulence. This was a prototype machine she called a Gravity Drive. It looked just like a bracelet, but had spikes that dig into the skin to power it using blood, and could grant control over gravity.

After a flying session in the sky and dinner and then a bath, Narisia returned to her room. It was night now, and she could only wonder what else would happen. "From now on, you are to never leave my side." Narisia told Shiro with a soft voice. "I must always have eyesight of you. As your Princess, I order you, never be anywhere without me." It was a dangerous palace, and this was the only way to keep her little pet project safe and controlled. "You may sleep in my room. Should mother complain, I can tell her it's a safety precaution so no one else can get their hands on you."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro tried to think back, her panic having overwhelmed her. He had black hair," she recalled, squirming as the Princess evaluated her blood. "And fangs," that was all Shiro could truly recall. She had been so afraid of being hurt that she had blocked out most of the memory. "I-I'm sorry Princess, that's all I can remember." Most of his features had been obscured by his long black hair, but that was the one thing she could not forget, his sharp smile. She watched as the Princess played with a remote, wondering what it was. She had the wherewithal not to ask, however, knowing that royals did not like their privacy to be pried into. As nice as Princess Narisia was, she truly was her Mother's daughter. Shiro had to be careful, she hadn't enacted Narisia's temper so far, but she knew what would happen if she did.

"I'm sorry Princess," she squirmed. She felt a sudden pain in her neck, beneath her collar. It was at the exact spot that she had been injected as well. "If I had been braver, I wouldn't have told the Queen anything." She was the worst secret keeper, wasn't she? Cracking under the pressure of anyone that threatened her. The Princess wanted to try out one of her inventions, Shiro shuffled forward, hesitant. She squeaked when she was grabbed around the waist and the Princess suddenly dove out the window. Shiro screamed, her tail stiff with fear. She was a bad girl, wasn't she? That's why this was happening again, wasn't it? The hit never came though, she did not splat against the ground, like she had the first time. Shiro peeled open one eye, then the other. They were flying, flying?!

They returned an hour later, the Princess giving Shiro a new order. She wasn't to leave her side, even at night. "B-but Princess, that wouldn't be appropriate!" Shiro turned red, her tail swishing back and forth anxiously. The Princess promised that she would take care of her Mother should there be any protest. "O-okay, please allow me to run your bath while you eat your dinner!" She curtsied low, then excused herself to begin the nighttime preprations. Shiro ran the bath, turned down the bed, adjusted the temperature in the morning to the Princess's evening preference, and then quickly ate her dinner while the Princess was in the bath. She changed into her pajamas, picking up her pillow and blanket and making a little bed in the corner of the Princess's room. She didn't want to impose or be in the way, after all.

"Goodnight Princess, p-please do not hesitate to wake me if you need anything!" Shiro lay down, pulling the covers up. She had sneaked in her stuffed bear, which she did not want the Princess to see as it was a bit embarrassing. Shiro was still young, after all, younger than most of the other staff at least and younger than the Princess. She lay her head down, the floor a bit uncomfortable, but not unbearable. Her mattress wasn't the best, nowhere near as comfortable as a bed that the royals slept on. Her eyelids began to feel heavy, the blanket pulled up to her real ears. Asleep, her puppy ears flopped down and her tail was still, the implants going to bed with her.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




The rabbit doll fell to the floor. A heel stepped on it, and then picked it up. "Didn't I tell you, Narisia? You need to stop bringing your toys with you everywhere." Little Narisia looked up at her mother, the Queen, standing tall and proud, her eyes almost gleaming in the sunny afternoon light as it twinkled in the gilded window. "But papa said I could." Narina sighed heavily, her fingers clenching on Bunny Bun. "You should call him Father, not papa. How many times must you embarrass me, you useless child!" She was always bringing the Bunny Bun everywhere, and all the other nobles made fun of her for it. But Narisia didn't care as long as she could be with Bunny Bun.

"Bunny Bun is dead." Narina declared, using her sharp nails to tear Bunny Bun's cotton head right off it's body. "Now you can't bring it everywhere again." Narisia began to scream, reaching for her dear friend who died. The cotton like blood as it spewed out onto the floor. "I'm the only one that loves you, Narisia, so please do as I tell you and grow up a little. You can't bring this with you everywhere. It's not even a rabbit, it's a dog toy." She smiled, pulling the sobbing Narisia in for a delicate hug. "Well, not that it matters. Bunny Bun is gone, but you don't need him. All you need is me and you'll be okay, my dearest daughter." As Narisia cried and mourned for her best friend in the whole wide world, the sting of hatred began to swell in her little icy heart.


Morning gave her quite a surprise. "Good morning, daughter dear." Queen Narina smiled at her, gazing at the still asleep Shiro. "Do tell me, is there a reason why Shiro is here in the same room as you? This is quite inappropriate behavior." Narina hopped off her bed and pulled Shiro off the floor and onto her own bed, her cerulean eyes shimmering in the morning light. "I'm just taking care of my property is all." She explained with a cool inflection. "I'd rather not have someone tear off another friend's head." She could almost remember the cotton blood decorating the floor, the limp deflated body of the dog toy named Bunny Bun, nothing more than a corpse, a long gone memory.

"There's no need for that. The people will look down on you if you form such an attachment to a mere servant." Queen Narina said, etching with her hand. But Narisia would not hand Shiro over. "If you want to break someone's toy so badly, why don't you go after the rebels? That's a better use of your precious time than my harmless servant." She smiled cruelly. "A Queen that breaks her own princess's lady in waiting. Imagine if I were to show this to the world?" It was all recorded, every moment. "You broke her once already. You're not touching her again." She gave a threatening smile. "Or you may not have a crown princess to raise anymore." She was threatening her own life, if Shiro were tampered with again.

Queen Narina sighed. "You really are a troublesome child. Fine, have it your way. It wouldn't look good for either of us if you died simply because of a servant." She turned her heel and stepped away. "As long as you properly discipline her, I won't have a need to do anything." With that, Queen Narina left the room.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




"H-how long do I have to wear this?" Shiro whimpered, it was a brace that physically suppressed her spine. They were stopping her growth forcefully, through this painful accessory and pills to close her growth plates. "Until the plates are completely closed Shiro, you know this already." The Queen replied, an edge to her voice. She had already answered Shiro's question three times. It was clear that there was something wrong with the little girl, she seemed almost incapable of learning. The Queen's patience was beginning to wear thin. While Shiro could do simple addition, read, and write, which was more than all the Rubbles combined, it was her duties that she proved most incompetent in. She was far too clumsy, had no sense of style, and made far too much a mess.

"Oh Shiro, you poor little thing." The Queen tsked when she failed at making the bed properly again. The other servants talked about her behind closed doors, that Shiro was far too naive, that she would never be a suitable servant. Shiro tried to ignore them, but at night, she couldn't help but worry about if they were right. "Shiro, I have a gift for you." The Queen smiled, seeming so benevolent and beautiful in the light of the early morning. "A gift? For me?" Shiro asked, her eyes sparkling. She never received gifts, unless the spine brace and pills were considered presents. "Yes, it's very special. It was made just for you," the Queen took out a box wrapped in red paper. Shiro was careful to open it, removing the bow and folding the wrapping paper carefully. The Queen was watching her with a measured gaze, gauging her reaction.

"It's a dog collar?" Shiro asked, a bit confused. "No, not a dog collar," the Queen lifted it out of the box, it was pink with a gold bow on it, her name engraved into the tag. "It's a special training collar," a special training collar? "Oh," she did not understand what it meant, but she hoped it was a good thing. It was only an hour later that she discovered its true purpose. Each time she did badly, the collar would administer a shock. "Think of it as motivation to be better." The Queen said, stroking her head as she cried, the electricity making her body twitch. "With this, you will become the perfect lady in waiting. No dinner tonight, alright?" Shiro nodded, going to bed hungry.

The next morning came another surprise. "Shiro, the Doctor is waiting for you." Shiro nodded, following, still in her night gown. She was wearing the brace and her new collar, trudging behind the Queen, barefoot, sleepy. They gave her medicine that put her to sleep quickly and she awoke in horrible pain. "She will have to remain here for several days, it is not an easy recovery." The Doctor spoke in soft words, the Queen standing over the bed, her arms crossed. Shiro feigned sleep, in far too much pain to ask what had been done. "Uterus removal is a serious surgical procedure my Queen."



Shiro awoke with a start. The Princess had an arm around her, holding her. She blinked twice, wondering what had happened and stiffening when she realized the Queen was there. "G-good morning! I apologize, I did not see you!" She tried to curtsy, but she realized that Princess Narisia had her arms wrapped around her middle, hugging her like a stuffed toy.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




Shiro woke up in the middle of her verbal bout with her mother. Shiro attempted to make a curtsy but really, they both needed to get dressed for the day. There were a few things that they needed to do, after all. "It's okay. My mother has a lot to do today, so she'll be leaving now." Queen Narina smiled like a vulture and turned on her heel, leaving with a graceful step without another word. "Now, let's get dressed. I also require breakfast before we can begin." She checked her phone to see if there were any updates from Itward while Shiro got herself dressed. As Shiro prepared her own dress to wear, the ice princess confirmed with Itward that Cress was still kept securely in the prison, dressed up as Aine, who was undoubtedly dead.

"I'll go with you to the breakfast trays." Princess Narisia said to Shiro, since it would make things faster for them both. They were both refreshed and with food and drink and a few stares from the servants as to just why Shiro had slept in the same room as the princess, breakfast was all digested. Narisia lead her lady in waiting towards the room where Tutri Vance was dutifully waiting, her feathery pink hat signifying her existence set nicely on her head. "I've graded your last assignments." Tutri Vance explained, handing them out for Narisia and Shiro to see. "Narisia, you're doing quite well. You're keeping up with your studies." She turned to the puppy nursemaid then with a gentle smile. "You're not doing bad, Shiro, but you could do with being a little more careful when proofreading your assignments." Was Shiro still struggling? Narisia was confused. Didn't she inject nanomachines to help accelerate Shiro's ability to learn and absorb information? Did Shiro need another dose?

After another few hours of tutoring, Tutri Vance gave them both gourmet chocolates and left for the day. "I'll be back tomorrow, and I expect to see revisions done on your assignment, Shiro." She said as she did a curtsy and went home to her own place. "Do you want me to help you with your lessons? It might help us both out if we discussed what we've learned each night." Since Shiro would be staying with her each night now they would have plenty of time to review the lessons. "I intend to make full use of you and your intelligence, you just need more confidence."

"No, I'm sorry, but I can't allow that." King Hazel said with sadness in his eyes as he looked at his daughter and her lady in waiting. "There's no need for you two to learn to fight, that's what the Knights are for." She made a petition to her father to have her and Shiro specially trained in combat and self defense, but he refused. "But isn't it proper for a Princess to be able to protect herself?" He smiled, patting her head. "There's no need. I won't let anyone harm a hair on my little girl and her lady in waiting." He didn't know the real threat, he didn't know that they weren't truly safe as long as Queen Narina was alive.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–
โ™–


โMy job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.โž

ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#FFAEB9 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #63D1F4ใ€‘

|| Echo || Gumi ||




Shiro was confused when she first awoke. How had she gotten into the Princess's bed? Why was the Princess hugging her? She swiped at her eyes, attempting to curtsy in her sleepy state. The Queen grinned, as she left, no doubt plotting something. Shiro watched her leave, not breathing a sigh of relief until the Princess released her. "Y-yes! I'll prepare now!" She had brought clothing last night, knowing that she would need them. Shiro changed in the corner, hoping for some modicum of privacy so that the Princess did not see the cloth diaper she wore underneath. Once dressed, she turned to assist the Princess and assisted in dressing her, pulling up the strings of the corset to make sure it was snug and not too tight. She zipped up the back of the dress and picked out complimentary pieces for the outfit.

It was part of Shiro's training to have an eye for these things. "Oh no Princess! I can do it, that's alright!" Shiro carried both trays, not wanting the Princess to burden herself. She set them down on the table, glad that she could do at least this much. "Ah, your napkin Princess!" Shiro set it down on the Princess's lap. She took her seat, eating quickly so that she could make the bed. She folded the corners, tucking them in so that the Princess would have a snug bed for the evening. She folded her makeshift bed in the corner as well, hiding her stuffed bear in between the layers, hoping that the Princess didn't see. Shiro didn't know her exact age, she knew she was young, but the Queen had hidden the information from her in an attempt to make Shiro more mature.

After breakfast were lessons with Tutri Vance. Shiro was struggling again, which wasn't anything new. "I'm sorry," she apologized in a squeak, tail coming to rest on the chair. "I'll do better next time," she expected to be punished of course, but the punishment never came. Instead, the Princess offered to help Shiro with her homework. She wanted to exploit her knowledge, but Shiro wasn't all that smart in the first place. After a gift of chocolates, which Shiro knew she wasn't allowed to have, least the Queen be on top of her, Tutri left. The Pricness wanted to go right to her father after, Shiro following along behind her. She had no idea that Narisia intended to propose to her father that they should learn to fight.

It wouldn't be appropriate for a Princess to learn such things! Shiro shook her head when the King glanced at her, to see if she had any part in this idea. She swallowed hard, hoping that King Azazel would not tell the Queen about this. Her tail flickered nervously, her ears twitching. "P-Princess, you have the knights to protect you! You don't need to learn anything like that." She tugged on Princess Narisia's sleeve, wanting to leave the throne room.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Crescent Winter
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Imageโ•Ž
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜
ฮ˜


โOh, you think I didn't notice their stares?โž


ใ€ษ—ฮนฮฑฦ–ฯƒgฯ…ั” cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั:#4ca2b8 โ™™ ั‚ะฝฯƒฯ…gะฝั‚ cฯƒฦ–ฯƒั #8b4cb8ใ€‘

|| Dual-Ego || Hanser ||




"Don't worry, it's not your fault." Narisia told Shiro with a slightly puzzled question mark behind her usual mask of calm ice that always decorated her face. Why wasn't it working? Did she need to upgrade the nanobots in Shiro's head? It was supposed to help facilitate her learning so she could more easily catch up to them. Maybe Narisia could upgrade them and then implant them into her own head? It might be risky to do too many things to Shiro right now, but maybe Narisia could do it. "Let's go. There's someone I have to talk to." She needed to talk to her father. She needed to make sure she and Shiro were able to protect themselves in case anything went wrong, which she knew they would.

But King Azel shook his head, his beard scratching against her face as he put her down, releasing her from the hug. "You're the princess, you're my little girl. I won't let you get hurt, I promise." He gave a smile, his hands big against her back. "Not after finally getting you back, Nee." She remained stony, her eyes bristling with annoyance. To make it worse, Shiro was even agreeing with him. Did she really think they were better off not learning how to keep themselves safe? No one was perfect, not even the knights. That's why they cast her away to Earth, away from all of her friends and her life here. They sent her to Earth and got Cress mixed up in something after surviving being killed by mother.

"Fine. Let's go, Shiro." She said, making a brisk turn. "But don't think this is over, father." He frowned, his warm fiery eyes like a calm blaze on a cold winter's day, gazing solemnly at her. "You shouldn't have to worry about that. Just focus on getting back on your feet, okay?" He was almost pleading, the big strong man that he was. There was still one last thing that Narisia needed to do today before retreating to her room and working on the nanobots again. She took out her phone, contacting Itward Cherubim. "Itward, what's the status?" She asked, narrowing her eyes as she and Shiro went into a more secluded area to collude.

Itward's eyes were narrowed and full of worry. "If you mean knights raiding my carriage as I was on my way to the Officer's Academy today, then I sure hope you know what you're talking about." He seemed annoyed. Did something like that happen? Of course the Queen would go after him, already trying to find Cress it seemed. "Well-" Itward glowered at her, frowning. "You don't know, do you? You have no idea." No idea? About what? What could he be talking about? "That blonde girl, Aya. After what her father did to her, I doubt she could ever be the knight she wanted to be."

While that was grim, it was no reason for Narisia to particularly care. She wasn't concerned about the lives of irrelevent rubbles, especially someone like Aya Filia who clung to her sister like smelly rubber. "I'll talk to you again later then." She said dismissively. She glanced at Shiro before heading calmly back to her room. As she opened the door there was a pale skinned man standing in the doorway, his hair white as snow, red like the lips of a rose's petals. Before Narisia could react she collapsed, a blade slashing through her throat. The pale skinned man drew the blade back and with a smile, jumped out the window, blood soaking the ice hued floor of the Princess's room.