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@allofyoubelongtoivan
"Alright. I'm sorry." Cassie apologized, looking up at Ivan. Her face, once full and colorful was now thin and pale, her emerald eyes had lost the sparkle they once held and her legs shook as if unable to support her thin body. The wolves came trotting up with Mikhial and when the butler saw the princess his face turned to worry.
Ivan frowned seeing Cassie’s pale face, his expression turning to worry as well. “Cassie? What’s the matter?”
((Back to the beginning~ :3)) "So this is Sanct Sybil. It really is a beautiful kingdom." A young, beautiful woman had made her way through the region in a black sedan. She brushed a blonde tress away from her deep brown eyes as they gazed out of the window with excitement. There was snow everywhere and it made the city look surreal. She was to meet up with the crowned prince for an appointment so that he could grant her permission to have a live concert in his territory.
Ivan was just about done as he finished his paperwork as he noticed a black sedan pull into the large driveway in front of the fortress. Another guest? Mikhail hadn’t told him of any visitors... Actually, he did like to surprise Ivan at times. “That damn butler,” he muttered before making his way out of his study.
((To Mun: It's okay~ I'm glad to see you both again. I imagined real life kept you busy :o)) Okay, let me rephrase that: you loathe that nickname.
“Yes, much better.”
Ivan, love. How are you? *wraps arms around his neck.
“Must you...do that in front that of the others?”
"Ivan!" Cassie hurried to him, it'd been to long since he'd left to check the army headquarters, but now he had returned. However, Cassie stumbled and fell, the crutch she had been leaning on had fallen away when she fell and she now lay on the ground, trying to get up but not being able to do so.
Ivan turned at his name being called but before he could respond, he saw Cassie trip. He went over to her quickly to keep her from falling. “Really, Cassie. I’m not going anywhere.” A chuckle left him while he let her leaned against him. “But don’t do that again, all right?”
[[Mun]]
((Hello all! You’re not hallucinating, I finally brought this account back. While doing so, I changed a rule about the roleplaying bit which I will talk about further below.
I will only accept roleplays via asks now since submissions and reblogs became so large and it was hard to keep track :( It got over my head and people got sad that I couldn’t reply to their posts. I felt that it wasn’t fair and decided to do away with submissions.
This also means to reply to my roleplay, you have to send in an ask rather than reblog it with your response. This is to ensure that roleplays do not turn out long. While I do love multiple paragraphs in roleplays, I don’t want to keep going away for x amount of days to recharge again since it takes a lot of energy out of me orz Because of this, the past roleplays that were going on have been dropped. I deeply apologize. If you wish to continue though, you may do so in the new way or start over. Again, I deeply apologize but I had to do this to follow the new rule I put into place.
I added some new stuff to the rules page so please also look there just in case.
I’ll be adding a page for some fun too with Ivan by allowing Magic Anons in the future. I’ll be sure to let everyone know when that happens with a list of prompts that are allowed to ensure that I can do them.))
Hello your highness
“An actual greeting. Finally. Hello unknown person.”
((To Mun: I literally started gaping and I was like its Ivan! :D)) I'm guessing that you're not too fond of that nickname.
Ivan sighed. “’Not fond’ is putting it lightly.”
*poke*
“I see this is still a way of greeting here. Nice to see it hasn’t changed.”
Mun I would love to see you interact with this lil' shit-- I mean prince. (I regret nothing)
“...”
Mun: “...”
Ivan: “Well, make me respond to them.”
Mun: “I...don’t think that’s a good idea. Let’s just get to the next ask.”
Ivan: “Let me send them out of Sanct Sybil then.”
Mun: “...You should do something else to punish people.”
Ivan: “Why?”
Mun: “That one is getting old.”
Ivan: “...Very well, I’ll send them to the two-headed mountain then.”
Mun: “Wait - I take it back!”
"You look a lot like my old prison buddy." She said with a sweet, innocent smile.
“I...don’t want to know how.”
From your elder sisters.
“Hmm, I’ll need to talk to those sisters of mine again for sharing that nickname they use on me.”
What is your favorite color?
“Never thought about that. Hmmm...”
Why were you called Ickle Ivan?
"Where did you hear that from?"
"Good day Your Highness" Princess Cassie walked over to Ivan at the party at Noble Michael's and curtsied politely "How are you this evening?"
Ivan stared at the woman, who he guessed was royalty judging by the clothing she wore, especially the tiara on her head. Otherwise she would’ve waited to be introduced. He gave a practice bow while keeping eye contact with her. ”Good evening. I could be better.”
It was the truth since he was bored out of his mind. Especially since he felt a headache coming from the women fawning over the princes nearby. Why couldn’t they just keep it down in their heads? ”And how are you, your highness?” Truthfully he just wanted to have a decent conversation and if she started to ramble on about dresses and frills, well…
Cassie lowered her gaze, all of it was gone. She felt helpless, useless, a failure to her kingdom. she gripped her nightgown covered knees tightly, biting back the urge to cry
Ivan’s brow furrowed as he watched her. He could tell that she was holding herself back. Losing one’s entire kingdom without even having a chance to save it, or at least one piece of it? If that happened to his own…
"There’s no need to hold back in front of me…"
Cassie felt horrible, he had said she could cry, but for some reason she couldn’t let her tears out. “I can’t cry…” she whispered “I was taught that in my kingdom seeing a royal cry is a sign of weakness…so I can’t ever cry.” but the thought of releasing the pain and the rules she had to follow were at war in her mind, to the point it might drive her crazy
Ivan couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of crying being a weakness. Sure, he may have not cried, but it wasn’t because he thought it was weak. Nor did he find the act of it as such. Still, he could understand why she held onto that lesson that she had been taught throughout her life so far.
"So, I can’t see you cry?" He pushed his chair closer and pulled her against him gently so that her face would be out of sight. "Now I can’t see you cry."
"P-Prince Ivan…" Cassie clung to his jacket and tears poured down her face like rain, her body released all her bottled up pain
Ivan rubbed Cassie's head as she finally allowed herself to cry on his jacket. Eventually he began stroking his fingers through her hair, giving her more comfort.
She sniffled and wiped away the tears "Um.. The one about the Princess in the snow... Can you do the silly voices to?"
"Of course. Anything for my sweet daughter."
Chubby bunny challenge, Ivan! Chubby bunnies... So kawaii..
"Not going to happen."
