#;elinya

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“Oh I never have safe journey’s.” He gave a shrug, as if that was completely normal before reaching for his cup. “When you’ve made your life punching mob bosses and corrupt political figures, safety becomes pretty nonexistant. Nice place though.”

"Oh." The princess almost had no words for it, as this kind of answer was one of the last things she would expect despite how nonchalant he was acting.

"Well, thank you, we do take utter care and respect the flowers and plants around our kingdom. That is passed from generation to generation." It was for the best that Elinya digressed.

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Princess Elinya arranged a tea session for any visitors who wished to join her. Who would accept her invitation?

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Oh no, my dash, this is terrible! It’s like Elinya is simply doing her own thing, just to turn around, sees this happening, and she be like; “Did something happen?” ;v;

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“So what is going on today?”

Elinya, get away! You’ll be in a maid outfit as well!

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“No Nut November? Is it like a tradition to bring awareness for people who has a nut allergy?”

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Make some choices as a Royal & I’ll tell you how you DIE

Chosen muse: Elinya

Assassinated

Honestly, everyone seemed to like you. It's not like you did anything bad, you were sweet and kind to everyone, but perhaps a little too kind. Someone turned their blade against you, they might have disliked the idea of killing someone so sweet but, this person wanted power, and you were the easiest target. Their desire for that dream outweighed your kindness.

You were in your carriage, coming back from a ball thrown by a neighboring kingdom, when your attacked. Your escort guards, and even the carriage driver, fought with all their might to protect you, but were bested and slain defending you. Next it was your turn, as the assassins surrounded your carriage, their leader raised his blade to your neck.

"Any last words, your majesty?" They asked.

"... Why?" Was all you could think to ask. Why indeed. Why did things have to be this way? Why were they doing this? You didn't get an answer to your question, as the assassin leader separated your head from your shoulders.

Your death was quick, but sadly those defending you had also faced an early end, at least you will be missed greatly; your kingdom loved you after all.

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What Crown will you Get? (1)

Chosen muse: Elinya

Result:

Crown 3

You are ruler of a kingdom close to the ocean. Your kingdom is known for trading sea food and for it's beautiful clothing fashion. While you have had a few disagreements with other kingdoms, you have prevented it from ever escalating to a full on war. You are known for being a fiery yet kind ruler. You are loved by many, as you seem to keep the kingdom in a happy state.

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Normally such an activity would be fun! It probably would have been if it weren’t for the fact that the closet got shut tightly. Leaving both of them in there. That in itself wasn’t an issue but for Jasmine it meant suffering.

She had never told the other about it but she never even closed her own door! It just brought up some grueling memories to her so being locked in here sent her down a spiral of despair.

“ I can’t breathe…I-I….please don’t “

She mumbled, almost close to crying as her words grew more incoherent. Jasmine had totally forgotten that her princess was even there.

In an unexpected turn of events, the princess along with Jasmine accidently stumbled themselves into the closet. Making the situation worse, it also ended up locked by its door hooks.

As she tried to pry it open, the realization quickly struck on her that they couldn’t get out by their own. While Elinya was thinking for other solutions, she eventually heard the pastel knight mumbling in an anxiously manner, even in the brink of crying.

“Jasmine?” No response. She became naturally worried, not knowing why the other was acting like this. Slowly the princess pulled her into a soft embrace, one hand gently rubbing her back. “Jasmine, it’s going to be alright. I’m here, I’m here...”