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RORY ET CHARLOTTE

Whether the official protested to the interruption or not, Rory didn’t have a chance to find out. They let themselves be pulled away by Charlotte. Rory didn’t know them well. Which held true for most of the people in attendance. They knew enough for small talk or enough for what could be passed as acquaintances. Some details they knew on their own, but many came from briefs. The palace was through, not even leaving something as simple as conversation to chance.

“No, it wasn’t.” Rory spoke slowly, their brain a bit foggy around the edges. “It was a welcome intervention. It sounded like you’ve done it before.”

IT WAS HARD to say no to charlotte’s commanding voice. she’d spent many years perfecting it, knowing she’d need to find a few ways to command respect in the french court. she left the official without a second look, their statuses outranking his by a long shot.

SHE’D DONE HER homework long before genovia was even in the books, making sure she’d know every face of every royal who may happen to visit her own country. she didn’t know a great deal about rory, except that they were from the scottish royal family. “that i have. most of those people don’t know how to carry a conversation to save their lives.” she replied, taking a sip from the delicate flute she was still holding. she wasn’t usually the one to misspeak, but the champagne was flowing and she didn’t feel the need to be so uptight with the other. “i’m charlotte, by the way.” 

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⋆ ° ⟡ ( WOLFGANG NOVOGRATZ, twenty-two, cismale, he/him ) has NOAH VANDERBILT, the SOCIALITE from UNITED STATES arrived yet? i heard they can be quite RECKLESS, but also JOVIAL. there’s rumours they’ve come to genovia for HIS FAMILY SENT HIM UNDER THE PRETENSE OF COURTING THE PRINCESS, YET REALLY THEY WANT HIM OUT OF THE US MEDIA FOR HIS RECKLESS BEHAVIOR, but you never know. RINGED FINGERS ON THE STEERING WHEEL OF A FERRARI, HANGOVERS DRAPED IN CHAMPAGNE AND SHAME, VIALS OF WHITE POWDER TUCKED INTO GUCCI SUITS always remind me of them. ( lex, 22, est, she/her )

hello y’all it me back from a hiatus and with a new mf baby!! i usually play males so i am back in the Comfort Zone Y’all

anyways, as i haven’t got the bios up yet for any of my bebs pls have this.

noah is the youngest of four, born into the great vanderbilt family.

coming from old money, some would say jurassic, even, his life had always been lived in elegance.

he lived in new york for most of his life before getting shipped off to an all male boarding school in london when he was 16 to remediate the whole reckless attention seeking rich kid trope he had going on at school in new york.

however, his parents shipping him off instead of just having a normal conversation with him had the negative effect on him. throughout the generations, the vanderbilts had seen a lot of reckless behavior, but it was always corrected before the media could get a whiff of it. 

noah, however, was the proverbial black sheep. through countless threats of disowning him for his nightly escapades and several stints in rehab, nothing could stop him. and at this point, the media loved him so much, disowning him wouldn’t change the reputation he put on the pristine vanderbilt name.

at their wit’s end, they’ve flown noah out to genovia with the official mission of winning over mignonette, even though they’re far from royal. if there’s one thing he’s good at, it would be that. however, noah knows that his family has no faith in him, and just wants him out of the US media. 

people don’t know him as well here, not any of his countless scandals, just of the vague vanderbilt name that rings a bell to anyone important.

basically noah is just an idiot lmao. he loves to have fun and it usually gets him in pretty compromising situations, but he doesn’t care. he’s a hedonist who’s never really had anyone to look up to, so he looks up to himself.

i’ll compile a list of wc’s in a bit, but if you’d like to brainstorm, pls hit me up on im or discord, or like this and i’ll come to you!! :-)

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SERAFINA AND KIYANA

Dark curls and crimson dress billowing with every step, Serafina strode away from the ball room after enduring conversations and mind games with far too many nobilities that even ten glasses of champagne could not mitigate. Slipping away from the crowd was a walk in the park. But easing her mind was nowhere near as easy. She needed a breather.

The princess hasn’t gone 10 feet away when the sound of footsteps seemingly following her, bounced off of the corridor walls. “If you plan on dragging me back in there, just know any and all efforts are guaranteed to fail.” 

THE BALLROOM SEEMED much too stuffy, and kiyana felt like she was suffocating. she couldn’t remember the last time she’d had to do something like this. she was missing her island dearly, and couldn’t stand small talking and nibbling on canapes. when she saw another royal slip out of the room, she was right beside the exit, and the getaway was too tempting not to follow.

“SORRY ---- I DIDN’T mean to follow. i had to get out of there too. i don’t really do well in that kind of thing.” she admitted, waving her hand to motion where they’d just left. “i’ll be out of your hair in a second, i just need to find a nice corner to drink this.” she grinned, pulling out a flask from her diamond encrusted clutch, the container full of jamaican rum.

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GABRIEL AND KIYANA

it had been a long time since he had been at an event as luxurious as one such as this. princess mignonette was the jewel of her country and that was on full display during her birthday. after politely doing the rounds with alejandro, he sat down to drink some water and calm his nerves. 

“wait, watch out!” he caught the tray of a waiter just in time.

KIYANA WAS ALREADY bored. she hadn’t been to very many balls ---- her family was one of the less traditional monarchies. they had parties, sure, but none with a strict dress code, and certainly not with this many royals. she was wandering aimlessly, not committing to any conversation. she rather eavesdrop where she could, people watch. 

WITH ALL HER concentration focused on the conversations around her, kiyana didn’t notice she was heading straight for a waiter and a tray of appetizers. “shit ---- thank you.” she muttered a little breathlessly as the male caught the tray. “not sure how happy my mother would be if i ruined this dress. i guess i should take her advice and look where i’m going from now on.” 

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RORY ET CHARLOTTE

Rory looked around the room, desperately hoping to catch someone’s attention. They hated formal events and Mignonette’s was no exception. A flagrant display of wealth that benefited few. From expensive champagne to extravagant gowns, everyone gathered attempted to win opinion or favor based on presentation. Even Rory themself was dressed in a fitted black tux and diamond encrusted brooch pinned to their lapel. The brooch had been a compromise, as they had refused the tiaras. Rory didn’t know or care what their image meant to those gathered. They just wanted their stomach to stop churning.

They weren’t sure what made the churning worst: the official not letting them escape from the conversation, the reality of still having to compromise on their dress for public appearances, or the sweet champagne. Likely the champagne. Rory gave another desperate glance. They needed fresh air. Now.

CHARLOTTE WAS USED to these events ---- the heavy jeweled earrings brushing past her uncovered shoulders, small silver coronet encircling her blonde locks, uncomfortable shoes that cost a fortune, yet were completely covered by her sweeping silk gown. it was HOME. the blonde walked through the crowds of people, giving polite smiles and nods. she was on autopilot. this wasn’t hard, it had been hammered into her upbringing from the time she had a pacifier. 

CLEAR BLUE EYES sweeped the ballroom. she’d already done the necessary introductions, and though her country would want her to reinforce foreign relationships, she knew the night would be long. she could take a moment for herself and have a conversation she actually enjoyed. her eyes stopped on the other, seeing them speaking to some dignitary. they looked like they needed saving ---- stat. she strode over, pulling her shoulders back. “i’m incredibly sorry to interrupt, but there’s an urgent matter we need to speak of. we’ll be back very shortly. merci.” she gently tugged at their suit, walking away. “seemed like you could use a little saving there. sorry if that was out of place. i’ve seen that look a million times.” 

[hellyeahrihannafenty]

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ALFIE AND KIYANA

“have you met the maid that seems to walk in at the most awkward times? or does she just pick me to make me feel as awkward as possible. i mean, last time she walked in when my head was stuck in my shirt, and she just completely ignored me while I stood there frozen.” alfie laughed, shaking his head. “i mean, it can’t just be me, right?”

KIYANA GAVE A laugh at the male’s anecdote, tattooed fingers covering her grin. “i don’t think i’ve had the pleasure to meet her. on the other hand, is it REALLY that hard to get dressed?” she teased. “maybe you just have a lot of awkward moments, makes the odds quite higher, y’know.” she raised an eyebrow, smirk pulling at her features.

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JENNA ET CHARLOTTE

“I know exactly what I would wear to this party if I didn’t have to wear my uniform. It’s this beautiful pink dress, and it would be real delicate and made of that sort of tulle-stuff? And there’d be silver accents on it, and it would sort of just blend right in with my skin on the top, like a nude illusion, but then the skirt would flow out and have a nice spin to it, it’d be like I was floating on a cloud of cotton candy, you know?” Jenna said excitedly to anyone who would listen. She was more than thrilled to be working the birthday party, but she dreamed of one day wearing a ballgown fit for a queen. “I think everyone looks so beautiful tonight - it’s like magic.” Remembering her job, she held the platter a little higher. “Would you care for any champagne?”

CHARLOTTE TILTED HER head as the brunette described her dream dress, a wistful smile pulling at her glossed lips. “you certainly have a vision,” she commented, her own sleek gown rustling as she moved closer to the girl, eyeing the glass of champagne that was just out of reach. “magic. i like that. call me a pessimist, but all i can see are a bunch of stuffy outfits and uncomfortable shoes.” she’d been groomed for this type of event since she was a child, and she’d done more than she could count know that she was the marchioness. “i’d love some champagne. i think i’m going to keep you close for the time being, these things are horribly boring when you’re less than three glasses in.” she teased, grabbing a flute gratefully, taking a long sip as she looked around. “is this your first big event? you seem quite excited.”

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KIYANA IS TUCKED away in the lush gardens of the palace, bare feet pushed into the fresh cut grass. she took a breath, taking in the smells of all the different flowers in bloom. she brought the joint to her lips, sparking the lighter and taking a deep breath. she let the smoke billow out from her parted lips, glad she could take a moment for herself. she hadn’t been able to so much as think of getting high until now, cooped up in this grand palace with a bunch of stuck up royals. deep in thought, she only noticed the person standing in front of her when they cast a shadow over her spot. “fuck.” she gave a small jump, putting out the joint hastily. “it’s medicinal. y’know, anxiety, glaucoma, all that good shit.”

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ELIZABETH AND KIYANA‌

Elizabeth was actually very happy to be in Genovia, she loved her country yes. But being in a new place -the times she had been here before didn’t really count in her eyes- to a point not being as over protected as she was when her father was around, a chance to meet more people plus she hoped that this would be beneficial for everyone involved, maybe that was too much wishful  thinking but she still wanted it.

After she freshen up a bit after the travel she began her investigation of the castle, wanting to get to know it as much as possible. Finally after walking around for a while she sat down on a bench in the garden “The garden is really lovely isn’t it?” She asked casually at the first person she saw,

KIYANA HAD ARRIVED a day ago, and had spent much of the first day recovering from jet-lag and feeling sorry for herself, already missing the lush climates of kingston. she decided to take a walk, get some much needed fresh air. her feet took her mindlessly to the gardens. 

she looked up from the rose she was inspecting as she heard a soft voice directed her way. “absolutely. though, no offense to genovia, my gardens in jamaica beat these by a long shot.” she grinned, giving out a small laugh as she looked back at the flowers. “i’m kiyana, by the way.” she always assumed people didn’t know her ---- hers was a small monarchy, and pretty insignificant in the eyes of the europeans.

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CHARLOTTE WASN’T PREPARED to see her. how could she ever be? it had been years since the days they’d spent sneaking around the hallways of their school, whispering sweet nothings to each other. chelsea was only a few feet away from her. it wasn’t often charlotte felt nervous. public speaking, large crowds, heights, she’d done them all. she let out a small sigh, heels clicking against the pristine floor as she walked towards her. it was like a magnetic pull, one she wasn’t in charge of. hands clasped, she gave a small smile. just as beautiful as she’d remembered. “hi.” how lame of a greeting after all this time. “how ---- how’ve you been?” she asked, a small laugh escaping her lips as she tucked a strand of hair between her ear.

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LUCA ET CHARLOTTE

the marriage was going smoothly for the most part even though it has been a while since their marriage. he was getting used to her being around constantly even though she was his best friend from before they were married. but he knew they weren’t supposed to be married because she’d never truly be happy and neither would he. he watched her take off whatever makeup she was taking off in the bathroom as he laid in the bed with the face mask on with his black and orange hawaiian shirt unbuttoned with a glass of champagne in his hand. “your glass is on the side table, babe.” he said mindlessly as his foot dangled off the side of the bed and he stared up at the ceiling taking a sip of his own glass as the sound of the tv played in the background. jeeze, that flight really did tire him out. “hurrryyy up.” he whined starting to get impatient as he rolled onto his side so that he could face her and placed the glass of champagne on the side table. “i wanna hold you.” he said giving her a cheeky smile as he watched her do whatever it is she needed to do

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THE TRANSITION FROM best friend to married couple had gone smoother than charlotte had anticipated. she should’ve known ---- they got along so well, and the love was still there. it just wasn’t exactly the type of love you’d get married over. she pulled the long blonde locks into a bun, finally makeup free. she felt like she could finally breathe since the moment they stepped off the plane. “god knows i need it.” she sighed as she walked over to the table, satin pajamas rustling gently against her skin. charlotte finally took a sip, giving him a side glance. “will you ever learn to be patient?” she asked in fake desperation as she set down the glass and let herself fall into the bed, turning to face him with a smile. “you can hold me all you want, partner.” she gave another laugh, grabbing the glass of champagne she was already missing. she took another sip, letting her eyes close. “i wonder how long we’ll be here.” she mused, looking back at luca. she raised her arm, fingers finding his long hair, tousling the locks playfully. “but i guess it beats doing nothing in france.” 

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⋆ ° ⟡ ( RIHANNA FENTY, twenty-seven, cisfemale, she/her ) has KIYANA REID, the CROWN PRINCESS from JAMAICA arrived yet? i heard they can be quite ILL-MANNERED, but also LOYAL. there’s rumours they’ve come to genovia TO MINGLE WITH THE EUROPEAN ROYALTY AND BUILD CONNECTIONS, but you never know. SEA SALT TANGLED HAIR, SOFT SKIN DIPPED IN TURQUOISE WATERS, TEAR-STAINED CHEEKS always remind me of them. ( lex, 21, est, she/her )

hiii it me again! here’s some lil info about kiyana.

kiyana grew up in the sunny islands of the caribbean. up until she was twelve years old, she was frolicking around barefoot with the other children on the beach, playing soccer and baking mud cakes --- though always shadowed by two guards wherever she went.

her father forced her to go to boarding school in england when she was twelve. to build connections and manners for when the time came and she needed them. 

kiyana hated boarding school, and boarding school hated kiyana. she was bullied endlessly, the other rich kids looking down upon jamaican royalty. when would they ever need her connections?

at eighteen she came back to jamaica, with love in her heart. she’d missed the isle during those long years, and settled right back into the familial estate. 

through boarding school she developed a nasty anger problem, and is still as defensive about herself and the ones she loves as ever. she’s quite ill-mannered, says whatever crosses her mind, and loves to provoke other people. she knows she’s here to strengthen connections with more imposing european countries, but it feels more like a vacation with a bunch of people that remind her of boarding school.

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⋆ ° ⟡ ( BLAKE LIVELY, twenty-eight, cisfemale, she/her ) has CHARLOTTE DELACOUR, the MARCHIONESS from FRANCE arrived yet? i heard they can be quite SELF-ABSORBED, but also CHARISMATIC. there’s rumours they’ve come to genovia TO SHOW THE OTHER COUNTRIES HERS IS STILL THE MOST GRACEFUL AND POWERFUL, but you never know. SACCHARINE SMILES OF WINE-TINTED LIPS, PERFUME LINGERING ON SILK SHEETS, SIDE GLANCES IN CROWDED ROOMS always remind me of them. ( lex, 21, est, she/her )

hi guys !! this is lex with my first baby charlotte. if you’d like to plot, you can always hit up my im’s or my discord (  lexiiiiii#0253 )

i haven’t got her full bio up yet, so have this for now !!

charlotte francoeur was born to old money. her parents had everything they could ever want. that is, except a title. 

they started grooming her to be a lady from before she could even walk, or talk. the francoeurs had the connections, and they finally had the missing piece of the puzzle. 

charlotte was never one to question her duty. besides, what girl didn’t want to grow up to be a princess, or at least next best thing?

when she came back from boarding school, she was a complete woman. due to turmoil in the delacour family, luca and charlotte were quickly engaged, then married. 

to the public, they are the perfect couple, beautiful and graceful and in love.

behind closed doors, the love remains, but it is more a platonic one. both understand this marriage is more for their parents than anything else.

though he is careless for the marriage, her family legacy depends on it. her parents have been pushing her increasingly to lock it in in the form of a child, and the more they press the more she stresses.

she’s quite uptight, though knows how to turn on the french charm. when she does let loose ( which is very, very rare. ) you can find a glimpse of her teenage boarding school self.

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