Queen of Sweden

" …..my dear girl. please, always remain who you are. let nothing stain you, nothing take you away. …that is all i ask of you."

[ceciliaerik-blog]

pctranka:

every little movement that she made was with purpose – not a single one was made to waste. every little flick of her wrist, turn of her head; they commanded respect and instilled fear deep in the hearts of men. and the blues of her eyes struck them with a chill no one could ever think to exist before they met her. they called her the ice queen. like those WITCHES in fairy tales and once upon a blue moon, before she closed her eyes at night, she wondered if she really is such a heinous  creature. she’s a WITCH and so she hated pure hearted girls like this one in front of her. they’re colored the same by GOD and yet she was sure the young queen’s heart is a much more vibrant color compared to her. ‘and such innocence is weak’, she told herself as she looked down on the person in front of her from the stairs she’s descending from. 

“why?” her voice was like a hummingbird’s but she pecked like a woodpecker. “did you get yourself lost?” and her tone was decisively not a pleasant one –– but had it ever been anything but unpleasant?

Cecilia had been taken aback by the woman’s tone of voice.  There was a hint of ice and venom in her words that she had not expected.  Even if she had somehow masked her accent, the young queen would not have needed it to figure out who this woman was.  Princess Petra’s reputation and notoriety had preceded her, a reputation her advisers had told her would be best to avoid.  

The woman’s blue eyes burrowed deep into Cecilia.  This was one of the people she knew would tear her down if she showed weakness.  Instead of cowering like she instinctively wanted to do, she stood strong.  Who was this woman to speak to her that way, anyhow?

“Actually, I have.”  The young queen’s voice was less light now, a serious, deeper, yet cautious tone  “I’ve only just arrived, and I’m unfamiliar with the layout of the castle.  If you’d be so kind to point me in the right direction, I am looking for the Great Hall.”

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matevsluis:

The princess –– no, she had been queen for some time now, Mateus corrected himself in his mind as he set the charcoal aside and brushed his hands on his breeches. The dark colors staining the fabric and no doubt would make his manservant pissy at him. Again. He gave a smile to the young queen that had been stirring up sensation around the court. “Not at all, Queen Celia, is it? I never like being the bringer of bad news but I’m afraid your curiosity would have to be kept a little longer. I don’t think this is coming up like I wanted it to be,” he said as he ran a hand through his hair, sighing lightly though his smile –– warm brown eyes switching back from the queen to his paper.

Cecilia smiled at the man, noting his accent.  She and this man had never met, but she could tell by the accent he was either from Spain or Portugal.  If she remembered correctly from all the studying she did before arriving, the King of Portugal was around the age of 35, which was about what he looked.  “I am,” she replied.  “And unless I am wrong, you are King Mateus, ja?  What are you drawing, if you don’t mind me asking?”  The warm attitude of the man made her feel much less embarrassed.  Blue eyes filled with curiosity looked at the paper and then back at the king.

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quccnphillipa:

“I think I know where that is from here. Uhm…” She paused for a moment, looking up and down the hallway. “Verbal directions are not my greatest strength, but I think I could show you. If you don’t mind the company, of course.”

“Not at all,” Cecilia remarked, a smile on her face. “Thank you so much.  I really appreciate your help.”  As the two started walking down the corridor, Cecilia spoke up again.  “I’m a bit embarrassed, ja.  I’m normally very good at picking out who-is-who by their accents, but I’m unfamiliar with yours.  It sounds German, but not exactly.  Are you dutch, by chance?”

[ceciliaerik-blog]

Task 1;;

—— ❝ let’s start off easy. tell me the basics. ❞

[ name ] Cecilia Alexandra Erikkson

[ date of birth ] July 6th

[ place of birth ] Stockholm, Sweden

[ age ] 18

[ religion ] Lutheran

[ marital status ] Single

[ occupation / title ] Queen of Sweden

[ gender identity ] Female

[ allegiance ] Her allegiance lies with Sweden and what is best for her country, which right now means peace

[ spoken language(s) ] Swedish, Finnish, Norwegian, Danish, English, Italian, Spanish, and German.  She’s currently working on Russian, Polish, and French.

[ special skill(s) ] Multi-lingual, extremely good at picking out accents, well-read, needlework, mathematics, charismatic, horseback riding, and violin

—— ❝ what of your family ?? are they still alive ?? ❞

[ father ] King Christian Alexander Erikkson (deceased)

[ mother ] Queen Dagny Cecilia Lundquist (deceased)

[ sibling(s) ] none

[ children ] none

—— ❝  now let’s paint a picture of you. ❞

[ height/weight ] 5′5″/125lbs

[ built ] slender with slight curves

[ hair color ] Blond

[ eye color ] Blue

[ accent ] a thick Swedish accent

[ voice ] Has a second soprano voice and speaks on the softer side

[ style of speech ] She speaks at a moderate speed, making sure to enunciate when she can so people can understand her through her accent.

[ scars ] none

[ abnormalities ] none

[ clothing ] prefers lighter colors such as baby blue, lavender, and periwinkle

—— ❝ tell us, what kind of person are you ?? ❞

[ star sign ] Cancer

[ alignment ] Neutral Good

[ enneagram type ] The Loyalist

[ color personality ]   you are aqua #00FFFF

Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well. Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right. Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation.

[ what plant(s) best represent you ]

Chamomile: Easy-going, friendly and well liked, you’ve got a gentle and sweet nature and a calming presence that puts others at ease. Your sensitivity to others may cause you to take on too much of other people’s feelings, though, and you may even be prone to worry.

Fennel:  You’re quiet, sometimes shy, with a tendency to be reserved. You have a humble, kind nature and often find yourself taking care of others. You can be known to hold things in, and you don’t always speak up for yourself. This tendency to hold things in can lead to disturbances.

Peppermint:  Unflappable. You are cool in the crisis, calm in the storm, collected amongst the chaos. You’re a breath of fresh air, a waft of inspiration to the down-and-out, a refreshing, inspiring, uplifting person to be around. Of course, even a cool cucumber like yourself can run into trouble. You may try to take on too much, which can leave you feeling weighed down and not quite yourself.

[ theme/character song ] TBD

—— ❝ do you have anything more you wish to say ?? ❞

As much as she tries to be mature, an immature temper can sometimes slip through.

She just really cares about her people and their opinion of her.  She wants them to like her and think well of her.

She’s thought about getting married, but she feels like she has a lot more freedom since she is the Queen Regent to decide whom she wants to marry for herself.

[luxsaeterna]

open !!

Noticing a shadow casted upon him, his charcoal-stained fingers stopped on their track and he looked up with a warm smile on his face –– it always was as warm as the Portugese sun. “Can I help you with something or are you perhaps here to offer me some advice? I’m not too good at his, believe me, my siblings are always telling on me about it,” he chuckled through his words before returning his focus back on the his sketches

[ceciliaerik-blog]

Cecilia seemed to come back to her senses when the man spoke, a slight blush spread on her cheeks.  She had hardly noticed she had started looking over his shoulder.  “Oh, I’m sorry!  I was just curious, and I wanted to see what you were drawing.  I’m sorry if I bothered you.”

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quccnphillipa:

“Hm?” Phillipa turned towards the voice with a light smile. “I may be able to.” She had just been heading to her chambers, one of the handful of places she knew how to get to, when the blonde called out. “What are you trying to do?”

“Well, I’m afraid I’m a bit lost.”  She admitted, feeling a little embarrassed about the whole ordeal.  Who would have thought this castle would be so confusing.  “I was looking for the library, but I think I went down the wrong hallway at some point, so I have not the faintest idea where I am.”

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dutybounds:

The young queen’s arrival caused quite a stir in Bern. Although Oliver was the type that avoided the useless gossip circulating around court, he couldn’t help but be intrigued by their lot’s newest addition. As luck would have it, the monarch decided to approach him, of all people, as he was on his way to his kill time in the archery grounds. If he was surprised by the development, he gave no indication of it. Instead, he addressed her with his usual cool exterior and a smile that had warmed the stomachs of a good many people he knew. “Your Grace,” the Dane muttered smoothly, as he addressed her with a bow. “How can I be of service?”

Cecilia smiled at the man, taking note of his accent.  Unless she was wrong, she was almost positive the man in front of her was Danish, an ally of Sweden.  She might not have known this man personally, but she felt much better knowing she was in good company.  “I was wondering if you’d be so kind to point me in the direction of the stables.”  

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queendiarra:

   Diarra did not wish to be rude but couldn’t help but slip away from someone she had been introduced to. It was not that they were unkind to her but she had met so many people and the names and faces were beginning to blur in her weariness from travel. She needed to be sharp,focused,even when she was nearly running down the hallway to retire into that big soft bed. That bed was her favorite part of the experience so far and she was just a few steps away from her rooms when she heard someone speak to her.

“ Of course,how can I help?” She asked and turned around.

Cecilia internally sighed in relief when the person she had approached seemed cordial.  She knew how some people could be, and it was nice to hear this person was willing to help.  “I’m a bit turned around.” she admitted, a slight blush coming across her features.  “I’m trying to get to the great hall, but I think I made a wrong turn somewhere.”  The castle was so new and confusing.  She wondered how there weren’t more people wandering the halls, lost.

[ofskylarks]

As the hostess to royals from dozens of nations Dorthea often felt overwhelmed.  She couldn’t help feeling like the fate of the world rested on her and her family’s ability to make sure these meetings went smoothly.  It was a lot to take on.  Sometimes, what she wanted more than anything was a break.  So today, Dorthea spent the beginning of her day just walking.  Outside, inside, it didn’t matter.  It was just nice to walk and think and breathe.  As she wandered, she noticed another, perhaps with a similar idea.  She decided to stop to say hello.

“Is there something I can help you find?” she asked.  “Or are you just out for a stroll?”

[ceciliaerik-blog]

Having arrived not too long ago, Cecilia felt the need to get some fresh air away from her advisers and ladies.  After spending so much time with them on the road, she needed to get away from them, if only for a few hours, to get some fresh air and stretch her legs.  It was a beautiful day after all, and even if some complained about the cold temperature, it made Cecilia feel a bit at home.

She stopped suddenly, to look out the window, planning her walk, when a girl stopped to talk to her.  “Oh no.  I’m just thinking of taking a walk around the grounds.  They’re quite lovely, don’t you think?”

[ceciliaerik-blog]

Cecilia held her head high as she walked through the corridors of the Swiss castle.  Having just arrived, the place seemed like a maze to her.  Still, she knew she could show no weakness.  She knew that the other royals would jump at the chance to tear her down because of her inexperience and her youth.  It was nerve-wracking for the young queen, but she knew what had to be done.  If she wanted to help end this war, she needed to show no fear.  

Still, that didn’t help the fact that she was completely and utterly lost.  Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to ditch her advisers...

“Excuse me,” she called to someone who was just ahead of her in the hallway.  “I was wondering if you could help me.”

[aanguis]

OPEN!

❝ This castle is so big, its grounds even more so .  .  . one feels as though a person might get lost forever should they decide to stray. ❞

[ceciliaerik-blog]

“I know the feeling,” Cecilia replied.  “I’m a little embarrassed to admit that I did get lost earlier.”

[ceciliaerik-blog]

( elle fanning, 18, she/her ) silence! can you not see her majesty, cecilia erikkson, has arrived? It seems the queen of sweden is willing to compromise for peace, which is surprising when everyone calls her the child queen. have you tried approaching her? i heard she can be rather manipulative and willful, but her staff say that she's gentle and compassionate. - ( ceci / est / she/her ) 

Hi everyone!  You can call me Ceci, and this is my bab Cecilia.  I’m really excited to start rping here, so if you want, you should totally hit me up for connections! I live for that, tbh.

A little bit about Cecilia:

Cecilia was the first and only child of King Christian and Queen Dagny.  The queen unfortunately died in child birth, and while Cecilia was able to spend the first ten years of her life with her father, he went to war and was killed on the battlefield.

Cecilia spent the next eight years of her life grooming for her ascent to the thrown.  She spent her days with tutors and diplomats, whom taught her everything she would need to know about running a country.  Though she has been Queen since she was ten, she was not allowed to rule.

Though she was young, the thing she wanted most from her reign was to be loved by her people.  Because of that, she often made trips outside of the castle to hear from her future subjects.

As of a few months ago, Cecilia turned 18 and she was allowed to ascend the throne and reign as queen.

Though Cecilia is an idealistic girl, she holds herself to a high standard and can be seen as mature for her age.  She tries her best to hold herself with dignity and poise, though sometimes a bit of her immature side will come out.

When she heard peace negotiations were going on in Switzerland, she figured this would be a good time to try to flex her new political power, and hopefully, stop the war that took the life of the person she cared about the most.

She’s a little intimidated by all the people whom are older than her, but she’s willing to use this as a learning experience, and (hopefully) she’ll get a word in edgewise.