full of life

The Tsarevna, Vitaliya Romanova, firstborn daughter.

[princessvitaliya]

Germany // Open

[princessvitaliya]

sophiemlorraine‌:

The life of a royal usually consisted of meeting other nobles so often it was difficult to keep track, but an event such as this one was important and so were its guests. Sophie had just been taking a break from dancing as she stood off to the side of the room, letting her eyes wander until they settled on a stunning blonde woman - a Romanova, no doubt. “Oh, you-,” Sophie paused, momentarily placing her drink off to the side as she greeted the young woman. “You caught me in the midst of catching my breath, actually. I danced with a particularly spirited sir not too long ago.” Appreciating her attempts to strike up a conversation, Sophie gestured - as discreetly as possible - at the gentleman in question, still dancing away spiritedly as she bit away a smile. “You see? Just over there.”

Smiling widely as the woman set aside her drink, Vitaliya was tempted to hold her hands out in greeting, but that seemed too informal for the moment and so instead she raised her hand in an attempt to hide the giggle that escaped at the mention of a lively dancer. "He seems to be having the night of his life." She said in a complimentary tone while looking out of the corner of her eye at the man, her head turned the smallest amount possible in order to catch sight of the man wildly spinning some young girl that seemed to be doing her best to hold on instead of keeping up. "And that's all due to this fantastic party." She'd nearly said ceremony, but that was a different event, wasn't it? Vitaliya wasn't certain, but it was obvious that they were supposed to be enjoying themselves and that man clearly was. "Your poor feet if he wants a second dance."

[princessvitaliya]

Germany // Open

[princessvitaliya]

yuecfchina‌:

This was the furthest she had ever been to - and the longest she had ever spent outside of China. Yue was not particularly fond of such large scale gatherings, but her father was a bit… excited about it and when he asked her to accompany him to Germany, well she just could not refuse ( her filial affections for her father were honest, but she was also calculating; the more she is seen with her father, the Emperor, the more people will know she is the favoured successor - not her uncles ). The princess had been standing to the side, watching the gathering with a stern expression, calculating eyes assessing the situation - and the people - when a petite blonde approached her, and Yue’s face contorted into something less openly intimidating. “I must admit I am not accustomed to these dances, but I suppose I can attempt it.”

Such a party wasn't the place for such a dour face and Vitaliya thought that it was a shame that someone should be in attendance and yet not have the chance to enjoy themselves, but talking to the woman wasn't simply a virtuous act on her part. It was born more out of curiousity than it was of any sort of selfless desire to make someone fit it because Vitaliya found herself certain she knew who the woman was - Princess Yue. While Vitaliya had never been to China, she'd heard rumors of the royal family and felt drawn to the mystique of it all. "You could always teach me one of your dances, if you'd rather. I'm a quick study, I promise." At least when it came to dancing, but certainly not when it came to other such pursuits like needlepoint or painting. "I just think it's a shame for anyone to not have the chance to indulge fully in such beautiful music."

[adelaide-bourbon]

adelaide bourbon. || open.

[princessvitaliya]

adelaide-bourbon‌:

Adelaide was honored to have been invited to such an event. But after all, she and her subjects had deserved it - France was more prosperous after this whole war. The had reigned over the western European continent for far longer than any other monarchy and now that Spain had conceded, there was nothing in her France’s way from maintaining their longstanding traditions. But was it the best time to be thinking of the future? Adelaide thought so, with all the royalty and advisors in the room, she could seek a formidable match - after all, if she was looking to expand upon her power and her empire, perhaps it was time to better connect the Germanic Holy Roman Empire or perhaps Britain, now that they had made their amends. Regardless of her thoughts, Adelaide was the center of attention, her bright ball gown floating across the floor as she danced to her heart’s content. 

She paused for a moment, taking a sip of wine, her face red. She readjusted her crown, smiling at the person next to her, “Is this not wonderful?” She mused, looking back out at the dance floor, “To have such a beautiful way of celebrating a new era of power?” 

Vitaliya's name meant 'full of life' and she certainly felt that way as she made her way through the crowd via dancing and talking, trying to search out the most interesting looking people, the kind that stood out either because of the manner of their dress or the force of their personality. It was as good as a royal duty for her to socialize and form connections at such a well attended event and while perhaps her parents might have had certain officials in mind that they thought it would be better for the oldest Russian princess to meet, Vitaliya thought it was far more fun her way as she indulged freely in the wonder that the anniversary celebration had to offer for those lucky enough to attend.

"Oh, I think it's magnificent." She gushed, looking around yet again and feeling almost as if she'd been transported into a story because while the dancing wasn't the same, the scene reminded her of a ballet performance she'd watched when she was a child. While ballet had been invented in another country, it had only existed in Russia for around fifty years and Vitaliya loved it dearly, but not even the ballet could compare to the feeling she had at the party, her cheeks flushed from exertion. "And it's so good to see everyone getting along so well. It's wonderful to think of this as the way the world could be, don't you think?"

[princessvitaliya]

Germany // Open

[princessvitaliya]

hansvcnbernstorff‌:

† — Hans, much like many other single men, had been standing on the sidelines watching the festivities before him. He had never been one for dancing, finding himself awkward and oafish. A dancer had to be quick and light on their feet, and while he had seen some undeniably bad dancers in the sea of them tonight, he was determined not to be one of them. Instead, he watched all of the Kings and Queens as they moved about the room, trying to dictate whether or not this event would continue to remain a happy one, or if someone was to spoil the fun for them all. 

Just as his brown eyes had fallen to the emptiness of his cup, he heard a sweet, yet distinct voice come from beside him. He had not been paying attention, and he felt a fool. “Your Royal Highness,” he began albeit slightly sheepishly, “Pardon me for not seeing you… I was not looking for one, no. But I take it that you are?” He mused a small smile tugging at his lips. If the Grand Duchess of Russia wanted to dance he would oblige her, she was too young and pretty to not have a partner to dance with - if at least for one song of the night. 

While Vitaliya would never claim that she was any sort of linguistics expert simply for enjoying languages, she was certainly capable of picking up certain hints about where someone was from if she judged by their accent and considering this man sounded like so many others that had greeted her, she thought it was obvious that the man was a native to Germany, maybe a representative of the Holy Roman Empire, for all she knew.

"Unless I'm here for decoration, I think that's what one does at a dance." Vitaliya replied to him, a small laugh spilling out of her lips as she teased him. The war commemorative was more like a ball than the dinner party Vitaliya had pictured, but she couldn't deny the fact it looked exciting, hardly a trace of past wounds left by the war on display. That was a thought that caused her smile to flicker and she tipped her head at the man before reaching up to push back and errant curl. "Unless you are to... observe and not dance?" She inquired softly, pausing slightly during her sentence in an effort to untangle her words. If the man was supposed to be looking for unease and dissent, Vitaliya would need to apologize for distracting him from his task.

[princessvitaliya]

Germany // Open

It was undeniably thrilling to walk through the guests all gathered together for the ceremony and Vitaliya was undeniably wide-eyed by her surroundings. While the palaces in Russia were undeniably beautiful and would forever be the ultimate masterpiece to her, there was a wonder in seeing the glories of another country. She’d never been to Germany before and she’d spent the trip pouring over books in an attempt to polish her understanding of the language so she could be ready for an interaction she might have. “Excuse me,” She announced confidently despite her accent, “Were you looking for a dancing partner, by chance? It would be a shame not to.”

[princessvitaliya]

OUT OF CHARACTER

x. Alias / Claire

x. Age (must be 18+) 28

x. Pronouns / She/Her

x. Timezone / CST

x. Triggers / None

IN CHARACTER

OPEN THE GATES! We welcome the arrival of the TSAREVNA of RUSSIA, VITALIYA ROMANOVA. They are 26 and have a reputation for being CREATIVE and KIND, but rumor has it they’re also known to be DISTRACTED and SENSITIVE. We’ll have to see how SHE fairs in court to learn their true colors. (Lily James, cisfemale, she/her)

Please list at least two headcanons and aesthetics. They must combine to equal a minimum of five.

HEADCANONS

x. While not particularly accomplished with needle work or any form of art, Vitaliya is gifted with languages and enjoys searching out children’s books in other languages whenever she travels to other countries.

x. While learning is something widely regarded to be for the upper class, Vitaliya supports the education of the people, at least to a basic level, because it makes her sad when people can’t appreciate the same stories that she does.

x. Vitaliya’s always had exceptionally vivid dreams and would frequently wake up screaming in terror as a child. These days she keeps a dream journal beneath her pillow when she sleeps and always writes down what she dreams (someone once told her powerful dreams were omens, but she doesn’t think she believes that).

AESTHETICS

x. A vase overflowing with flowers

x. Pale dresses of silk

x. A whiff of perfume in the air

x. a beam of sunlight creeping between curtains

Put anything else (edits, playlists, etc) here.

[loveofromance]

Everyone’s eyes will be on you. So, keep a clear head, and don’t fall for the first boy who asks you to dance.