Elise Dawson

18 | ❝ I am here in my mold. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next, I can't change my mold.❞ | New Zealand

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Nixon - “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”

@nixonmorales​

The estate was like it’s own form of torture. Given the choice Elise honestly felt like prison would be easier than having to deal with the royals on a day-to-day basis. Ninety percent of them made the New Zealand princess want to vomit. There was just something about them that made the girl want to run in the opposite direction. Her father and grandparents had tried telling her it was because she wasn’t inviting to others. That if she smiled and was a polite that it would work out so much better. That was just as eye roll inducing as anything else she had heard. Just because she wasn’t fond of others didn’t mean she would miss out on a good party though. Of course good graces daddy called her while she was standing outside the room where the loud music was pounding. If they could get away with having parties at the estate why was it that something always seemed to get in the way of Elise enjoying it. Answering the phone Elise didn’t care what he father could say in that moment. Or at least that was what she thought. When her father’s concerned voice came from the other end of the phone it took everything in her not to walk straight into the party like nothing was happening. The blaring music was an obvious give away as to what she was doing and her father tried to voice his concerns but she simply snapped. “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you,” she spoke clearly into the phone before hanging up and stepping into the building. A shot of vodka was a necessity at this point. She had taken a whole of five steps before a male standing by the drinks table caught her attention. Marching over to him she let her head tilt to the side to examine him for a moment. “You look like you know how to make a strong drink. Because lord knows I need one.”

[nixonmorales]

Truth be told Nixon wasn’t sure why he still bothered to attend the estate parties after all he was trying to stay sober, and surrounding himself with a bunch of alcohol and people that would get drunk all around him probably wasn’t the best idea but yet here he was allowing himself to cave in to the temptation of attending yet another party and as soon as he arrived his aim was the drink table. It took Nixon a lot to pour himself some coca cola and not mix it with vodka but yet he managed to do it. Despite the devil on his shoulder trying to convince him otherwise. Nixon knew that he couldn’t get drunk cause when he did then the visions started appearing, the imaged started to flash in front of him and it felt like he had to go through his past all over again. Living through the situation over and over again with nowhere to run because it didn’t matter where he was it would always catch up to him in the end. So there he was completely sober with the temptation right beside him and then an unfamiliar voice managed to pull him out of the dark hole that his mind currently was. A light chuckle escaped in between his lips and he nodded his head. “Yeah I can actually, you came to the right person.” Grabbing one of the plastic cups and then started scanning through the bottles of vodka. “So when picking the spirit try to go for either a polish or russian vodka they tend to be the strongest ones.” When his gaze finally found the polish liquor he filled the cup up to about one quarter then he grabbed some zero sugar black currant juice and added a tiny bit of that before topping it up with lemonade and a little bit more vodka. “Try this, you might not taste the vodka as much but one or two of those and you will feel like you’re floating.” Handing the cup over to the blonde girl a smile played upon his face. “Tough day? I’m Nixon by the way.” 

[elise-dawson]

Even outside Elise could hear the pounding of the music. But the second she stepped inside she could feel it against the floorboards. The sound, the movement of all the royals simply working together to create that sensation. It was something that Elise missed. Back in New Zealand Elise quite regularly snuck out just to party with other royals. To get to know that world considering her father had done his best to keep Elise and her sister out of that life. Everything seemed to go downhill all at once. Because of her bipolar disorder and how chaotic Elise was compared to her sister, her family didn’t want her to take the throne. They figured she would be too much of loose canon. Not that anyone actually asked her whether she’d be willing to put in work with her mental disorder. That and she knew her sister completely despised her after having an opinion on a girl she had feelings for. Arlo was at the estate but the times that Elise did attempt to make contact were met with anything but sisterly love. Honestly, her family alone was enough to entitle the girl to the strongest drink that the party had to offer. Relief was enough to set through her when she realised that the man she didn’t know wasn’t about to argue against her wish for a drink. Her facial features scrunched up as she listened to him explaining the liquor capacity and how it should work. It was odd with how he knew so much about it. Honestly if Elise would have done it on her own she would have grabbed an alcohol bottle and probable just chugged it alone. “So you’re a bartender?” she muttered out with a raise in her brow. “That’s just sad considering you’re in party central right now.” Taking the drink from the male, Elise didn’t even take the time to enjoy the taste. The blonde simply tilted her head back and chugged the whole thing like it was nothing. It hit the spot enough for her to make a dent in her attempt to forget about the phone call with her father. Setting the empty cup onto the table she gave a nod to the cup. “Hit me again, frodo,” she murmured before nodding in approval as the taste finally hit her all at once. “You make a decent drink, Nixon. I’m Elise.”

[pacifyherstorm]

Arlo x Elise — Infirmary

@elise-dawson

The New Zealand princess had woken up feeling off. She felt tired and weak, her head pounded, her stomach felt heavy and off; and to top it off, she felt hot and cold at the same time. But despite feeling off, the young Dawson still got up, got dressed, and headed off to her classes. She managed to stay awake during her first two classes, but by her third, she felt worse. Her stomach started to cramp twenty minutes into her class. She raised her hand and asked her history teacher if she could go to the nurse, explaining how she was feeling. She managed to get out of class and down to the infirmary before expelling the contents from her sister. The nurse on duty took the girl’s temperature before helping her to a bed to rest. Arlo curled up on her side as the nurse went to get her some water and medicine. A sigh left her lips. What Arlo really wanted right now was her sister.

[elise-dawson]

Since arriving at the estate Elise had done her best to keep her best foot forward despite the challenges that had presented themselves. Keeping her head held high was easy for the young New Zealand princess, her bitter bite on the other hand was another story. At one point during her therapy she even came up with the idea that she should simply embrace her inner bitch instead of suppressing it like she had been attempting to do. If her own sister couldn’t see the fact that she was trying to change then what was the point? Sitting in the back of one of the most boring classes that Elise had ever sit through, the blonde princess felt like she could feel the brain cells leaving her brain. Nothing about what was being taught was useful in any way, shape or form. Pushing her way from the desk, Elise walked up to the teacher’s desk, asking for a bathroom pass which she was thankfully graced with. With a signature tilt of her head, Elise smiled to the teacher before walking out of the class with no intention of actually returning. The blonde walked down the hallway towards the exit when someone asked whether it was Dawson ditch day or something. Confused, Elise turned towards the voice, trying not to seem as off guard as she actually was. “What is that supposed to mean?” she spat back instantly. With a simple shrug the other royal simply said that they had seen Arlo heading towards the infirmary. The older Dawson twin knew that Arlo wouldn’t leave class for no reason, and if she was heading to infirmary nothing good could come from that. Thinking more of her sister in that moment more than the need to escape, she made her way to the infirmary. When she got there Elise didn’t think of asking with room or bed the younger twin was in. Instead with a brisk pace Elise began walking through each room, pulling curtains back to find Arlo. After a few failed attempts and glares from patients and staff alike she finally found the brunette laid back on one of the infirmary beds. They hadn’t really spoken much since Elise arrived at the estate but she didn’t care in that moment. None of it was important because all this did was remind Elise of when Arlo was in hospital after her suicide attempt. Sitting on the chair next to the bed, Elise grabbed the girl’s hand. “You could have had someone call for me over the PA system,” she spoke softly.

[pacifyherstorm]

The nurse had came back with medicine and a cold rag for the girl. Quickly, Arlo swallowed the tiny pill and set the rag on her forehead, the coolness of the water providing a little bit of relief. Her eyes closed as she listened to the staff bustling about, taking care of other students. She could imagine her dad bringing her some food and putting on her favorite movie, and tucking her in bed. Arlo let out a sigh. She wished to be at home, not the estate. Hearing someone approaching her bed, her brown eyes glanced over to see her sister. She gently squeezed Elise’s hand. “I didn’t want to worry you.” She inhaled deeply. “I’ll be okay. It’s probably just the flu or something.” She paused for a moment, taking in the look on her sister’s face. “Shouldn’t you be in class?” The brunette rolled over slightly to face the blonde.

[elise-dawson]

Considering what it was like at the estate already, Elise didn’t realise how anything could look any more depressing. As the girl walked through the infirmary full of sick royals though with no one there to sit by their side was just completely depressing. Part of Elise wanted to throw up because it all just felt cliche. Sick, alone, there were millions of books and stories about it. Nothing about it was original. The nurse was leaving the room when Elise walked it so for the moment it was just the two girls. Something rare when it came to estate where there was always somebody getting involved in everyone else’s business. “I was more worried hearing chatter from someone else because it felt like..” Elise trailed off. Usually she had no filter. Sometimes she purposely used sharp tones and troubled words against others to manipulate the situation. When it came to her family though, Elise genuinely cared. She just didn’t always know how to express it properly. “They can miss me for a day,” she shrugged her shoulders effortlessly. “Always leave them wanting more.” Standing up from the chair, Elise let go of the girl’s hand and nodded to the bed. “Shuffle over,” she mumbled, waiting for Arlo to make some room on the bed before she lay down next to the brunette. 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Elena - “I’m better off alone.”

@brokenprincesx​

Summer was usually the best season when it came to doing things. You weren’t burdened by bad weather and the difficulty that it added to tasks. It also usually meant no school. Of course that didn’t include the estate where school terms felt non-existent. Maybe it was because they essentially were. To be fair Elise hadn’t been at the estate very long so she hadn’t been there long enough to experience a break if they ever had one. 

It had been all of five minutes in class and Elise was ready to stand up and walk out. It was ironic when she was one of the younger royals at the estate compared to everyone else. At eighteen she probably had the most to learn but she was one of the most resistant on giving in to their ridiculous methods to try to control everyone in the estate. “I’m better off alone,” the voice in her head piped up. Like she didn’t feel crazy enough those added thoughts didn’t help the situation at all. The teacher was late, and Elise was playing by the rules that if they teacher wasn’t there by a certain time she wasn’t required to stay. Glancing down to the brunette sat near her Elise couldn’t help but try to talk someone else into doing anything but sit there in hell. “There’s that rule where if the teacher doesn’t show up by a certain time that you’re allowed to leave or whatever." With a tilt of her head the blonde sized the girl up. "And you don't look like a complete downer. Do you want to do literally anything else right now?” she questioned without hesitation in her voice. 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Nixon - “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”

@nixonmorales​

The estate was like it’s own form of torture. Given the choice Elise honestly felt like prison would be easier than having to deal with the royals on a day-to-day basis. Ninety percent of them made the New Zealand princess want to vomit. There was just something about them that made the girl want to run in the opposite direction. Her father and grandparents had tried telling her it was because she wasn’t inviting to others. That if she smiled and was a polite that it would work out so much better. That was just as eye roll inducing as anything else she had heard. Just because she wasn’t fond of others didn’t mean she would miss out on a good party though. Of course good graces daddy called her while she was standing outside the room where the loud music was pounding. If they could get away with having parties at the estate why was it that something always seemed to get in the way of Elise enjoying it. Answering the phone Elise didn’t care what he father could say in that moment. Or at least that was what she thought. When her father’s concerned voice came from the other end of the phone it took everything in her not to walk straight into the party like nothing was happening. The blaring music was an obvious give away as to what she was doing and her father tried to voice his concerns but she simply snapped. “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you,” she spoke clearly into the phone before hanging up and stepping into the building. A shot of vodka was a necessity at this point. She had taken a whole of five steps before a male standing by the drinks table caught her attention. Marching over to him she let her head tilt to the side to examine him for a moment. “You look like you know how to make a strong drink. Because lord knows I need one.”

[pacifyherstorm]

Arlo x Elise — Infirmary

@elise-dawson

The New Zealand princess had woken up feeling off. She felt tired and weak, her head pounded, her stomach felt heavy and off; and to top it off, she felt hot and cold at the same time. But despite feeling off, the young Dawson still got up, got dressed, and headed off to her classes. She managed to stay awake during her first two classes, but by her third, she felt worse. Her stomach started to cramp twenty minutes into her class. She raised her hand and asked her history teacher if she could go to the nurse, explaining how she was feeling. She managed to get out of class and down to the infirmary before expelling the contents from her sister. The nurse on duty took the girl’s temperature before helping her to a bed to rest. Arlo curled up on her side as the nurse went to get her some water and medicine. A sigh left her lips. What Arlo really wanted right now was her sister.

[elise-dawson]

Since arriving at the estate Elise had done her best to keep her best foot forward despite the challenges that had presented themselves. Keeping her head held high was easy for the young New Zealand princess, her bitter bite on the other hand was another story. At one point during her therapy she even came up with the idea that she should simply embrace her inner bitch instead of suppressing it like she had been attempting to do. If her own sister couldn’t see the fact that she was trying to change then what was the point? Sitting in the back of one of the most boring classes that Elise had ever sit through, the blonde princess felt like she could feel the brain cells leaving her brain. Nothing about what was being taught was useful in any way, shape or form. Pushing her way from the desk, Elise walked up to the teacher’s desk, asking for a bathroom pass which she was thankfully graced with. With a signature tilt of her head, Elise smiled to the teacher before walking out of the class with no intention of actually returning. The blonde walked down the hallway towards the exit when someone asked whether it was Dawson ditch day or something. Confused, Elise turned towards the voice, trying not to seem as off guard as she actually was. “What is that supposed to mean?” she spat back instantly. With a simple shrug the other royal simply said that they had seen Arlo heading towards the infirmary. The older Dawson twin knew that Arlo wouldn’t leave class for no reason, and if she was heading to infirmary nothing good could come from that. Thinking more of her sister in that moment more than the need to escape, she made her way to the infirmary. When she got there Elise didn’t think of asking with room or bed the younger twin was in. Instead with a brisk pace Elise began walking through each room, pulling curtains back to find Arlo. After a few failed attempts and glares from patients and staff alike she finally found the brunette laid back on one of the infirmary beds. They hadn’t really spoken much since Elise arrived at the estate but she didn’t care in that moment. None of it was important because all this did was remind Elise of when Arlo was in hospital after her suicide attempt. Sitting on the chair next to the bed, Elise grabbed the girl’s hand. “You could have had someone call for me over the PA system,” she spoke softly.

[elise-dawson]

Gabriella x Elise camping starter

@gabriellahenriques​

From just one look at Elise it was obvious none of this was her scene. Even if the conditions were more up to glamping standards, they were still in the woods in the middle of nowhere. Elise was beginning to go a little stir crazy. The nice facade that Elise was attempting to maintain was slipping and she was one forced smile away from punching out one of the camp directors. She needed to release some of the pent up tension that was building. 

Straying away from the campsite Elise could feel someone trying to follow her. Glancing back she noticed it was one of the staff. “Keep following and it will be you instead of a tree,” she muttered as she flipped her platinum blonde curls back and kept walking. Elise had barely made it five minutes down a half covered trail before all of the emotions pent up inside became too much. Reaching down to the closest thing to her, she grabbed a rock and threw it down onto the ground while screaming. The Dawson twin was known to have meltdowns that were uncontrollable, each one leaving destruction in it’s path. It was probably best that nobody else was around to see her in that state. She’d done so much to hide her defective side. 

[elise-dawson]

Arlo x Elise camping starter

@pacifyherstorm​

Camping in itself was already the last activity that Elise would be seen being involved in. Add to that the fact that her tentmate was the devil in disguise and she was in her own personal hell. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she had her sister that she could confide in. But they had barely said two words to each other since Elise had been sent to the estate. Honestly they hadn’t been the same since her sister’s suicide attempt. 

It may not have been obvious to anyone, but Elise was trying to be a better person. And not just so she could be a candidate for the throne. Holding back insults was difficult with the things people were saying about her family. But she hadn’t injured anyone yet, and managed to smile it off as best she could to hold face. A small group of the other royals were gathered around the camp fire that had been set up and the young blonde kiwi was helping to make s’mores. Some of the chocolate dripped down her thumb which caused her to laugh. From the corner of her eye she noticed the all too familiar brunette who seemed skeptical of the situation. “Arlo,” she called out, stepping up with the still warm gooey treat in her hand. “Would you like a s’more?” she questioned, offering it to the slightly younger twin. 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Val - “Would I ever lie to you?”

@princessvalperez

Before coming to the estate Elise was prepped on some things that she should anticipate. How chaotic they could be and how Elise should be considerate to them. Because she didn’t know what they had been through and what it was that brought them there. Elise didn’t even spend a full day with that mind set before shutting it down completely. The last thing she was going to do was allow some ratchet outcast royals with with problem control her life. 

One of her classes was boring her a little too much. She’d already done all of these subjects, the last thing she needed was to continue to sit through them all over again. Using the excuse of needing to use the bathroom was able to get her out of the classroom. The blonde went to grab her bag, the teacher stopping her before she could even take two steps from her desk with it. “The last time I checked, ‘sir’,” she made sure to use air quotations when she said sir. “Women have different toilet problems. So if you don’t let me take my bag then those problems will make your classroom look like a murder scene.” Arms folded expectantly over her chest awaiting for some kind of reaction. “Would I ever lie to you?” It was clear that she’d stumped the teacher, tapping her palm on his cheek she made her way out the door. 

[princessvalperez]

Val was completely and utterly bored. Her mind wandering as she sat there at her desk and let her deep brown orbs linger on the window. The classes they were forced to take were such a bore. She never paid attention, why would she? School back in Peru was a breeze for the girl. Things came easy for her but unlike most royals, she actually tried and worked hard for those things. She wasn’t just passed or handed things. This class though, was painfully boring. She often found herself dozing off to sleep, it was ridiculous. While Valentina was one of the newer royals she had gotten used to and adjusted to the ways of the estate quite effortlessly. The sound of a girl standing up and complaining caught her attention. It was mildly amusing, a small devilish smirk working itself onto her full lips as she watched the situation play out. It was the excuse Val used far too often. Why not make his life hell and use this to her advantage? “I have a little problem too, I need to go. You wouldn’t deny me, would you?” Val asked while walking out, not giving him much time to answer as she giggled, following behind the girl.

[elise-dawson]

Most of the time that Elise spent in classes was actually just testing the teachers. Seeing what they would and wouldn’t let her get away with. Some were just too easy and she was going to use that to her advantage. What was the other option? Sit around and be controlled like they expected everyone to do. That simply wasn’t in her DNA. As the blonde was leaving the classroom she heard an unfamiliar voice using the same excuse to escape the class. She’d taken a few steps out of the classroom when the sound of footsteps following her caused her head to turn around and get a look at the other escapee. The devilish smirk coated across the girl’s features was evident. “Another victim saved by my actions,” she began. “You’re welcome in advance.” The estate might have been huge but it didn’t offer anything that particularly interested Elise. Tilting her head to the side she examined the darker haired girl. Not someone she’d usually see herself hanging out with, but what was the other options? It wasn’t like her sister was on talking terms with her. “How do you feel about ditching the estate all together and making out way out of this hell?”

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Nessie - camping

@ofnesrynelliot​

If Elise was going to survive any chance of not having a meltdown during camping it meant avoiding one of her tentmates like the plague. Considering the only two people she knew at the estate either hated her or she hated them, she decided to soak up the opportunity to spend as little time as she possibly could focusing on the worst case scenario. That was the whole reason that she was there in the first place, right? Well that, and attacking other royals at an event. If the past was anything to go by, nobody was safe. Deciding to follow up with the second girl she was paired with, Elise was lucky enough to find the girl by their tent. Linking her arm with Nesryn’s she offered a soft smile. “You must be Nessie,” she cooed. “I’m Elise, do you mind coming and helping to get more blankets from the van?” 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Toni - tentmates

@guiltriddenprincess​

Camping for Elise was essentially like throwing her out into the wilderness and telling her to find her own way home. There was no structure to any of the camping antics. The last thing Elise needed was more chaos in her life. She already had enough of that for a lifetime. Their dorm rooms were twice the size of the tents and only had two people in them. The tents however were housing three individuals. Elise was sure that there was going to be at least one murder for the estate to clean up after all of the madness was over. 

Thankfully when the group of misfits arrived at the campsite the tents were already set up. Probably a good thing considering how terrible people seemed to be at them in camp prep. A piece of paper was handed around the group to tell them their tent assignments. Her baby blue hues gazed over the list, stopping at her name. Right next to her own name was Toni’s. “Son of a bitch,” she cried. No attempts seemed to be enough to change the decision. She was stuck in her literal nightmare. 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Arlo

@pacifyherstorm​

Elise had been at the estate for all of five minutes when she was informed of the places she had to go that day. A schedule wasn’t something that the girl was fond in following. But as she promised her father, she would do her best to cooperate and get better. Even if that meant getting up at ungodly hours of the morning just to be thrust into one class or another. 

Her bags were still unpacked but at least she had a dorm to leave them in. Piece of paper in hand that had her schedule written on it, Elise was leaving her room. Unlucky for her, it looked like the first class of the day was in the gymnasium. Elise did her best to keep a positive attitude about the day ahead of her. When she got there however and heard what she guessed to be teacher going over how their camping trip was coming up, she scoffed. “No, nope, no way,” she rambled, throwing her hands up in the air. “There is no way I am going out into the woods when my father is paying so much for board. I’ll come back next week when bug bites aren’t threatening me constantly.” Shaking her head, the stubborn blonde turned around to leave out the door only to find the all to familiar brunette standing in the way. 

[pacifyherstorm]

The young princess blew out a deep breath as she left her room. She was excited for her first class that day. Everyone in the estate was talking about the camping trip coming up. Normally camping wasn’t her thing, but she had hopes of maybe sharing a tent with the girl she adored. And it gave her the chance to be outdoors now that winter was gone. Arlo walked down the corridor, a smile brightening her face. Things were finally turning around for the girl, just as her therapist predicted.

She wasn’t even at the door when she heard the familiar feminine voice. Her heart felt like it dropped to her stomach, and anger started to bubble in her blood. Arlo stopped at the door, her brown hues trained on the blonde. She shook her head at her sister’s words, a grimace resting on her face as Elise turned around. Her brows raised slightly at her before she quipped, “I see you haven’t changed.”

[elise-dawson]

When Elise learned that she was going to be sent to Royal Pains estate she knew that one way or another she was going to run into her sister again. The whole process was a lot more complicated than it may have seemed. Ever since the night of their big blow up fight things had been strained between the two girls. Elise just didn’t know how to make it better. She didn’t understand why Arlo had gotten so upset in the first place. It hadn’t been their first fight, and she knew it wouldn’t be their last. Or at least that was how she felt before she got the call about Arlo about her hurting herself. It still didn’t give her any clarity into what she deemed an overreaction. 

The blonde held her arms over her chest as if that were some kind of armor to protect her from her own sister. “Last time I checked they don’t alter master pieces,” she effortlessly replied. Elise knew she had faults, if anything she was more broken than anything. But if she let anyone see any of that people would abuse it. Her blue hues glanced back to see they were separating into groups with team activities. “I’m with Arlo,” she called out to no one in particular before turning her attention back to the slightly younger brunette. “Looks like you’re stuck with me.” 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Ashton - “You can’t be serious.”

@royaldickhead​

The last place Elise wanted to be was preparing for some camping trip. If she’d known about the planned trip before she came she would have postponed her transfer to the estate until it was over. Alas, that wasn’t an option now. So the blonde girl made her way to the gymnasium where they were having one of their mandatory “prep” sessions. Whatever it was, Elise could guarantee the only person learning anything was the instructor. And it was that they wanted to be a million miles away from the misfits at the estate. Standing with her arms crossed over her chest, staring blankly at the instructor who was going over how everyone needed to work as a team and then it was how to stay warm. “You can’t be serious,” she spoke out loud. This guy was a joke. Glancing around to the people closest to her, she pointed at a curly haired male. “If I want to stay warm I’ll claim sanctuary in frodo’s hair. Warmth and team work. Can I leave now?”

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Val - “Would I ever lie to you?”

@princessvalperez

Before coming to the estate Elise was prepped on some things that she should anticipate. How chaotic they could be and how Elise should be considerate to them. Because she didn’t know what they had been through and what it was that brought them there. Elise didn’t even spend a full day with that mind set before shutting it down completely. The last thing she was going to do was allow some ratchet outcast royals with with problem control her life. 

One of her classes was boring her a little too much. She’d already done all of these subjects, the last thing she needed was to continue to sit through them all over again. Using the excuse of needing to use the bathroom was able to get her out of the classroom. The blonde went to grab her bag, the teacher stopping her before she could even take two steps from her desk with it. “The last time I checked, ‘sir’,” she made sure to use air quotations when she said sir. “Women have different toilet problems. So if you don’t let me take my bag then those problems will make your classroom look like a murder scene.” Arms folded expectantly over her chest awaiting for some kind of reaction. “Would I ever lie to you?” It was clear that she’d stumped the teacher, tapping her palm on his cheek she made her way out the door. 

[elise-dawson]

Toni x Elise

@guiltriddenprincess​

Truthfully, Elise didn’t know what to expect when it came to life at the estate. Part of her expected that all of her problems would suddenly go away and she’d be able to get a breath of fresh air. All of that was just hopeful thinking. If being surrounded by royals outside of the estate was terrible, having all of the defective ones locked away in a glorified prison wasn’t going to be any better. The blonde Dawson had only been at the estate for a couple of days and was already slowly losing her mind. She had already been put through he royal training and regular school subjects, why was she being forced to relive them?

As she walked into the science classroom, her luscious curls bounced with each step. It was more than just a little obvious that she was late and the last person there by the way everybody stared at her entrance. “You know what they say,” she hummed with an effortless shrug of her shoulders. “Better to make an entrance.” Her pale plump lips eased into a smile as the teacher simply told her that there was an empty seat at the back. The tables were built for two people to be able to work at, so she was just hoping her table partner wasn’t intolerable. Her heels clicked with each step before coming to a halt at the table. Elise didn’t take note of who sat at the table already before taking her seat. “Hi, I’m El-” she began, her gaze falling onto the brunette next to her, causing her stomach to twist. “Oh bloody hell.” 

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Arlo

@pacifyherstorm​

Elise had been at the estate for all of five minutes when she was informed of the places she had to go that day. A schedule wasn’t something that the girl was fond in following. But as she promised her father, she would do her best to cooperate and get better. Even if that meant getting up at ungodly hours of the morning just to be thrust into one class or another. 

Her bags were still unpacked but at least she had a dorm to leave them in. Piece of paper in hand that had her schedule written on it, Elise was leaving her room. Unlucky for her, it looked like the first class of the day was in the gymnasium. Elise did her best to keep a positive attitude about the day ahead of her. When she got there however and heard what she guessed to be teacher going over how their camping trip was coming up, she scoffed. “No, nope, no way,” she rambled, throwing her hands up in the air. “There is no way I am going out into the woods when my father is paying so much for board. I’ll come back next week when bug bites aren’t threatening me constantly.” Shaking her head, the stubborn blonde turned around to leave out the door only to find the all to familiar brunette standing in the way. 

[elise-dawson]

Biography

❝ I am here in my mold. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next, I can't change my mold.❞

✗ — Name: Elise Dawson ✗ — Age: 18 ✗ — Kingdom (do not place character in a Kingdom with three ruling families already): New Zealand ✗ — Sexuality: Heterosexual — Personality; From her looks right down to her personality Elise can be considered a typical mean girl. Almost every word that comes out of her mouth is laced with venom. She's fun, witty and brutally honest. She's not afraid to tell it how it is, even if it hurts someone else in the process. That includes people that she cares about. She's a narcissist with a fragile ego that hates it when she doesn't have someone's full attention. She might care about her father and sister more than anything and do anything for them, but she's self-absorbed and finds it difficult to see things from others perspectives. A lot of that can be attributed to her bipolar disorder. The desperate search to have some form of control and stability in her life. That's why she craved so much attention from her father and clung to her sister more than she probably should have. — Biography (at least two hundred words); From a young age Elise was always a little more dominant of the Dawson twins. When it came to choosing what the girls were going to do it was always Elise's idea and Arlo just went along with it. At first nobody questioned how she acted. That was how some children were. When she got older though the changes got worse. She started having manic episodes that didn't go unnoticed to her father. She got sent to be seen by a psychologist who after a few sessions diagnosed Elise with bipolar disorder. While she spent a lot of time with her father doing things like meditation and calming exercises, her sister was just as much there for her as she had ever been. Whenever things were going seemingly well and Elise had an episode that she didn't want anyone finding out about Arlo would be there and help do damage control. When the twins turned sixteen and their grandparents wanted them to do royal training Elise got excited. The idea of one day being able to take the throne and be queen of their homeland was something that she didn't take lightly. She agreed to it before they could even finish their sentence. After several months Elise felt like she was really getting into what the royal lifestyle had to offer. The royal outfits were similar to her everyday outfits so she fit right in. She was even working harder on her mental health to be the leader that she thought was needed. When her grandmother thought they were ready she threw the twins a "coming out" party to introduce them into the royal life and circles. While Elise was more focused on the attention she didn't realise that her sister had found an interest in one of the royal girls that were there. She felt like she was losing her sister and that there wasn't something right about the girl she fancied. Arlo gave in and agreed not to see Toni anymore. Everything was going smoothly after the party. Elise began going to royal parties and occasions to get an "in" with them. When sneaking back in from one of the parties Elise overheard her father and grandmother talking about how they were going to choose Arlo to be the one to take the throne. The girl began spiraling as she made her way up to her room that she shared with the slightly younger Dawson twin, only to find her sister in an intimate situation with Toni. Whatever anger she had was just intensified ten fold. The pair got into a fight, the worst one they had ever had. Because of the betrayal and thing that she had overheard Elise took it all out on Arlo. Blaming her for everything and being a lot harsher than she should have. When the fight finally ended Elise left to go and stay somewhere else. Not wanting to be under the same roof as her sister, who in that moment was the enemy. It wasn't until the next morning when she got a call that Arlo had tried to take her own life and was in the hospital that Elise actually thought about the fight that they'd had again. She wanted to get better. Learn how to control daily challenges, her outbursts and regain control. With Arlo being sent to Royal Pains after her suicide attempt her father didn't want Elise being far away. So instead she started going through the process of intense behavioral therapy at a local facility. Everyday was spent being bombarded with medical professionals and healers to try and help her with her bipolar. She was making great strides until her grandmother attempted to introduce training back into her routine. Making her first reappearance since her sister had been sent away all Elise could focus on was the chatter amongst everyone of what happened to Arlo. Everyone talking bad about her sister caused her to have a massive episode. Attacking people both verbally and physically. After the incident her father and grandmother decided to send her to Royal Pains after deciding that was the best place for her to make progress and have some stability amongst the royal life. ✗ Secret; She has bipolar disorder and can be a loose canon because of it. 「 Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd」