Of Royal Blood [Start]

Adrian Tessler

Adrian gracefully stepped out of the black horse drawn buggy, fixing the cuffs of his dark blue jacket and straightening it out. It had been a long few days of traveling, most of the time he had slept but not very well with the tossing around the buggy did on the rock infested roads. Pushing all thoughts aside, Adrian made his way up to marble steps of the castle and through the doors to the ballroom. He stood for a moment, taking in all the drapery of reds and blues and golds around the room. With a smirk on his face he thought to himself, What more could we possibly need than to be surrounded by colorful sheets. He took a seat at one of the round eating tables, waiting for the evening to begin.

Marcel Prodan

Marcel inched his sore body out of the cramped buggy with a soft sigh of relief to be able to stretch his numb legs. Nodding to the guards as he walked up the marble stairs, noticing that he hadn't been the first one to arrive. None other than his neighboring country heir, was Prince Adrian. He stood for a moment, giving feeling back to his legs before walking over and propping himself up against the wall close to the tables, but hadn't yet decided to strike a conversation with anyone in particular.

Matilda Minkladoks


Malilda stepped out from the horse drawn buggy as she laughed to her father. " what all i wanted to do was drive the buggy is that a crime?" she said to her father. " yes and when you took the reins from the drivers hands that was very much so a crime young lady! This is not the way to act on the way to meet your new king you shall spend the rest of your life with!" he replied angered as she could tell. She didnt like the idea of not getting to choose who she was going to be with. She rolled her eyes as she walked away to the entrance of the grand palace Clearly annoyed by the situation.

I'll do Declan Byrne soon, but was rushed off the computer.))

Luciana Basurto

Luciana sighed as she walked up the stairs towards the doors that would lock in her future once she stepped through. She glanced back behind to the large carriage that was drawn by two elegant equines, in the carriage was her family... Well, most of them, her older sister lives in Russia now after she was married from this exact same Royal Ball two years ago. Her mother smiled gently to her from the carriage, it was enough reassurance for the long haired women to continue up the steps and to the door. So, without another look, she took another deep breath as best she could despite how tight her corset is before walking through the doors with her head held high. While nodding to those that have already arrived. Even though she rather not go through this, it didn't mean she had a reason to be disrespectful to others.

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(IT LOGGED ME OUT NOOO XD)

Aria bounced along to the soothing beat of the horses trot. Minutes later it had stopped. She stepped out gracefully and walked over to the horses. They nosed her long gold dress and snuffled her hands. Aria patted them and walked into the large castle.

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Okay, here is my male character XD))

Declan Byrne

The young prince of Ireland smiled as he walked through the doors to the ballroom, he saw a few others stood about the room. He took a few moments to think about joining one of them before taking a breath and striding up to another prince with tanned skin and scruffy black hair (Adrian Tessler). Once standing beside him, he bowed slightly with a smile. "Good evening, I am Prince Declan Byrne of Ireland. It is an honor to meet you here at the Royal Ball of France." Declan spoke strongly, with pride and a strong accent.

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Axel

The handsome young man strolled through the grand doors and into the ballroom. The Swedish prince talked to a few recognizable people, but his eyes strayed over to the other princes and princesses. Saying a polite goodbye to his parents' friends, Axel finally made his way over to another prince. (Marcel) "Hello, I'm Axel Karlsson of Sweden. And you are?" he greeted, sticking his hand towards the other young man's direction while waving to other guests.

Luciana Basurto

Luciana made her way to a table that held expensive appetizers of all sorts, most likely to account for everyone's different taste. The dark haired 19 year old though decided to try the unknown foods displayed, unlike most, she took much joy in trying other countries foods, and usually enjoyed traveling a lot just to experience these different foods. And the Royal Ball of France was no different with their food choice, most of course do originate from here, but their are several plates that hold different dishes. So with a delicate hand, she picked up something akin to pastries of sorts and took a small bite, savoring the taste as best she could before taking another.

Though stuffing her face was probably not the best choice, it did take her mind off the events that were about to happen tonight. Like finding out the man she would be married to for the rest of her life. She sure hoped that he could speak English, as that was a language she was taught at the same time as her mother language, Spanish and what she thought most royal's were taught. Though she could speak a few other languages, she was most fluent in English and Spanish, and she hoped that her husband could also speak at least one of them, or communicating will be a difficult task... Well, until she learned how to speak his language, because that was something she was sure all the princesses have to learn if not done so already.

Adrian Tessler

Adrian watched as the other princes and princesses filled in to the ballroom slowly. Noticing the presence of a prince acknowledging him, he stood to his feet and bowed slightly as a simple gesture. "Prince Adrian of Romania," he replied with a smile. He proceeded to extend his right hand out to shake the prince's hand who had announced himself as Declan.

Marcel Prodan

Marcel came off the, standing straight as he ran a hand through his hair. He was no doubt worried about a mystery princess becoming his new queen of Moldova. He emerged from his thoughts when someone began speaking to him. Bowing his head and extending his hand out to shake the fellow prince's hand. "Marcel Prodan of Moldova," he replied simply to Axel.

Declan Byrne

Declan took Adrian's hand with a grin, "Nice to meet you Prince Adrian. I am sure you had safe travel's and are enjoying your time here so far." The dark haird prince said, before releasing the other man's hand. He glanced around the ballroom which princesses and princes entered in quickly before his blue eyes ended back up to the other prince. "Has a fair lady caught your eyes yet? Or are you refraining from looking until we are paired?" Declan asked, his formalities dropped slightly with his question, but he hoped Adrian didn't mind.

Adrian Tessler

Adrian gave a slight chuckle to Declan's questions. "I'd like to think that any one of these ladies were the one chosen for me, so I keep my eyes open to any possibility." He sighed at the thought of his queen not being the one he had imagined, though he had no hand in the matter with choosing who she may be. Trying to hide his true feelings, he pushed a smile to his face when he focused back to Declan. "May I ask the same of you?"

Axel

"It's a pleasure to meet abother prince," Axel remarked, shaking Marcel's hand. His strong Swedish accent blurred the words together. Eager to learn another royal's opinion about the matchmaking, he prodded, "Excited to meet your queen?"

Ever since he had learned about the Royal Ball when he was 10 years of age, Axel had mixed feelings about it. Sure, it was great if he got an amazing young woman for a queen, but he was worried his new queen would be rude, a snob, and terribly ugly, or worse, he wouldn't fall in love. Axel hate the thought if an unpleasant marriage.

Declan Byrne

Declan grinned at the other prince, "Many princesses have caught my eye, but like you, I will not choose as it would be pointless." The dark haired prince finished, glancing around the ballroom as it filled slowly. He was starting to get nervous but refused to show it on his pale face. He was actually sort of in a daze, like this was all a dream and this day has still to come. But he knew such silly thoughts were not true and indeed he was to meet his queen today... He was just mentally preparing himself for the worst that could come from this night... Like finding out the women he was to marry would hate him and vice versa.

Luciana Basurto

Luciana finished her mouthful before gazing around the room to see if she could find someone to have friendly conversation with. She found a beautiful women in a golden dress (Aria), deciding to talk with her, she smiled kindly and headed in her direction. Once reaching her she bowed slightly before introducing herself. "It is a pleasure to meet you, I am Princess Luciana Basurto of Spain."

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Matilda Minkladoks


Matilda scurried in the large palace as she walked through the doors. " wow sure is amazing...not..."she said under her breath as she stepped forth. Her peach rose dress dragged in the back as she walked forward. Her blue hailed eyes scanned the room seeing all of the people fill in. The white gloves that covered her hands were out on as she looked at them. She looked to the ground as she looked at her bedazzled shoes. She hated it.

Luciana Basurto

Luciana though never got to hear the princess in the golden dress respond as another princess entered the ballroom loudly (Matilda), she seemed to be in a rush. But once she arrived she only glanced around before looking to the ground. The quiet Spanish princess then smiled before waving gently to the new comer. "Hello," She spoke loud enough for the other girl to hear, but not too loud that it disrupted everyone else's conversations. "I am Princess Luciana Basurto of Spain." The dark haired princess said with a nod while still beside her only companion (Aria).