AS THE FESTIVITIES swiftly ramped up , annette had been busied senselessly with the various games and foists of entertainment to keep the royal occupants of the palace appeased in anticipation of the celebratory ball . though , it seemed there was always time for gossip or something of the likes as she accompanied a gaggle of fellow royals in speculation . all until she had been beckoned to accompany a stranger for a game of croquet . how could she turn down a bit of fun ? mallet hitched at her side , she turned to face them — visage beaming with delight . ❝ i do hope you’re a good sport , i’m not particularly keen on losing . ❞
“ well , this is rather sad , is it not ? it seems as if my own sister does not know me at all . ” achille’s tone is buoyant , words accompanied by a boyish grin . he is quite sure his family is well acquainted with his competitive disposition by now --- even he , master of façade , has a rather difficult time reigning in his spirit . “ i assure you that any lingering hope for victory on your part will disappear swiftly ; it shall be painless . ” achille tosses a teasing look in annette’s direction , treading forward to retrieve a mallet for himself . “ ... for me anyways . i do quite enjoy winning . ”
* hello , friends ! i’m dani ( 21 , she / they , pst ) & i am so excited to be here to plot & write with you all . i must admit … i’ve never been a part of a period rp before 😳 so please excuse me as i ease my way in . i’ll spare you my autobiographic rambling & introduce you to my muse below the cut instead : without further adieu , please welcome achille raphaël bourbon , the dauphin of france !
* hello , friends ! i’m dani ( 21 , she / they , pst ) & i am so excited to be here to plot & write with you all . i must admit ... i’ve never been a part of a period rp before 😳 so please excuse me as i ease my way in . i’ll spare you my autobiographic rambling & introduce you to my muse below the cut instead : without further adieu , please welcome achille raphaël bourbon , the dauphin of france !
♔ announcing achille raphaël bourbon , the dauphin of france ! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble jonathan bailey . it is a miracle that he survived the last five years & for that reason , they are for the kingdoms working together . reflecting on them now , they remind me of the comforting anonymity of a masquerade ball , feeling out of place in the middle of a family portrait , responsibility weighing heavy on your shoulders , & a charming smile to match his father’s own .
AGE : thirty - three .
GENDER + PRONOUNS : cis man + he / him .
ORIENTATION : bisexual .
BIRTHDAY : january 1st , 1614 ( capricorn sun ) .
you’ve always felt a duty to your family ; concurrently , you’ve never felt quite in place with them . your father is shared , but your mother is your own . there is no one like you . it should make you feel special --- lucky , even --- but you’d describe it as loneliness .
being the dauphin of france is a result of perfect conditions : your father’s kingship , timing , & his graciousness too . you owe everything to the king --- you pay him back with the utmost loyalty & an oath to yourself to be , & learn from , the best .
you learn to push your woes to the side & focus on more pressing matters . there’s more important things to be fuss over than your impervious solitude . this just shuts more people out ; you refuse to acknowledge that it may do more harm than good .
your selflessness does not go unnoticed & you become rather popular with the masses ( the fact that you’ve inherited your father’s charming smile helps this case ) . despite your lack of kinship with the queen , you manage to be well received as the dauphin by the public . the unending dedication to the duties of your title pays off .
it makes you ravenous for more . applause is welcomed , but the attention is much less desired . your life feels like something of a performance , always remodeling yourself to fit a new role . you don’t see yourself as clearly as a mirrored reflection --- you’re the warped likeness in a restless lake . you couldn’t draw your own face if god asked .
discovering your truest self nags you ; it nips at your ankles to keep you going --- it scares you . there is nothing you hate to want more . what if you are not enough ? it seems easier to carry on with performance , so you do .
an earnest , witty , and everchanging man ... you are a kaleidoscope , & a master of disguise . your charm disarms people , but you never let them see past your facade of perfection . you’re thoughtful , always crafting together faultless prose before you speak aloud . much like your namesake , you seem invulnerable , but your heel has always been your heart .
