courage and kindness

vivienne madeline alette renaldi devereaux. 18. crown princess of genovia.

[the-princessvivienne]

gildavison‌:

Who: Gil & Vivienne ( @the-princessvivienne ) Where: Outside the dorms When: Before classes start (I already forgot the date sorry)

There had been a lot of change in Gil’s life in the past few weeks - good changes, he was pretty sure but it was still a lot to take in. But he’d settled into his new dorm (far fancier than anything he’d lived in up to this point in his life) and dropped a Genovia guidebook (because his mom was old-fashioned and thought he needed it, and Gil couldn’t just leave it) and laptop and some music into his backpack, and picked up his violin and set out to get acquainted with the campus. But it was big and confusing and where he had been fully prepared to go to somewhere like ASU and get used to a huge campus, this was different. There weren’t a lot of people around, and several of them just seemed a little unapproachable, so he walked over to the first person he saw who happened to look friendly (and it helped that she was cute). “Hey, sorry to be this guy but … I’m looking for the practice rooms?”

Vivienne was thrilled to finally be at St. Amelie for real, and gearing to start her classes. Yes, she had visited the campus multiple times as a young girl for various events with her parents, but actually starting felt completely different. She had successfully moved from the palace, given her parents all of her love (though she was set to see them the next week anyway for a dinner with the Prime Minister), and set on her way. The theatre department wasted no time in auditioning for fall productions, with times set on the evening of the first day of classes. Vivienne needed time to practice, and was itching to get into the building she’d be spending most of her days in. Her bag was full of fragments of music and scripts, her highlighters and pencils already floating to the bottom, where they would surely soon be lost.

The princess could have expected to be stopped, but didn’t expect it to be by someone she didn’t know - an American? - a cute American! Vivienne tilted her head as she spoke, before noticing the violin case, and a smile soon took over her face. “In the fine arts building? I’m actually heading there now! You can come with me, but you have to promise not to steal my favorite room.” Her tone was light and joking as she pushed her bag further onto her shoulder. “It’s this way.”

[the-princessvivienne]

her royal highness, vivienne madeline alette renaldi devereaux, crown princess of genovia

important information - 

- Vivienne is the only child of Queen Amelia and King Nicholas. While the couple had always planned on adopting, they did not plan on not having any biological children. The plan was always an elder biological child and younger adopted, so as not to cause issues with the line of succession.  - When doctors deemed the couple unable to conceive their own child, it became clear that adoption was the route they were meant to take. Queen Amelia met Vivienne as a young toddler while volunteering time at the Genovian orphanage and was instantly smitten.  - After her adoption, kind reporters called it a fairytale - a young orphan becoming a princess overnight. Unkind reporters tried to call for her removal from the succession line, searching for another heir to take over when Queen Amelia’s reign ceased. - The Queen and King would hear none of this, and ensured the laws protected their daughter and her claim. - Vivienne was raised with remnants of her mother’s life before royalty - she attended school with other Genovian children, and visited her grandmother in America often. At the palace, she was tutored in politics and ruling, and learned the responsibilities her position carried. - Her parents would have supported any university decision, and Vivienne applied to institutions all over the world, before deciding that she couldn’t leave her beloved Genovia, and choosing St. Amelie. Though many media outlets anticipated the young royal majoring in Political Science, she chose to focus on other passions - Early Childhood Education and Acting (a nod to the charities and causes she already supported), receiving her political education from her parents, the various ministers, and her tutors. - Though reserved, Vivienne possesses the confidence her position requires. She is not boastful of her title, and does not require or want pomp or circumstance in her everyday life. She is striving to live as normally as possible while she still can. 

[the-princessvivienne]

tsesarevichmikhail‌:

Mikhail had tried, truly he had, to make the most of the days before orientation. Genovia was incredibly agreeable this time of year and he definitely should have spent some time outside but the library practically called to him by name. One of the best parts of going to a University that received so much funding was the near constant growth of student resources. His arms were laden with a new text on Immunopathology when he made his way back towards the grounds in hopes of finding a quiet place to do his reading. “Oh, i’m sorry!” he replied, turning to face the girl before him fully, “I wasn’t. I was looking for a tree actually. Or maybe a rock…” he responded noticing that he must have sounded more than a little crazy, “So….As You Like It? Are you a fan of Shakespeare’s comedies then?” 

Vivienne raised a brow as she listened to the older student in front of her, recognizing him to be another royal, and someone her sister had shared classes with in the past. She didn’t know much about him, and could only hope she was remembering his name correctly. “Mikhail, right?” She placed the book to the side, before pulling her knees close to her chest. “The best tree for climbing is actually behind the junior dorms.” She offered with a small grin. “Although there’s a better one in the castle’s gardens.” At the mention of the play, she looked back down at it, before looking back to him and nodding. “And his tragedies. And the problem plays.”

[the-princessvivienne]

aishasinghania‌:

Aisha had been at St. Amelie for barely a day and she was already getting lost around campus. She had left the graduate dorms to head to the library, only to realize halfway through her journey that she had left her trusty campus map back in her room. She had been walking around in circles for a few minutes before she spotted Vivienne’s familiar face. She had to be the princess, right? Surely, she would know her way around campus, Aisha decided and she walked over to her, feeling quite confident. “Hello. I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Aisha and I think I know who you are… not to sound creepy or anything. I just did my research on Genovia before I decided to move here. But anyways… I was wondering if you could show me how to get to the library. I seem to have lost my way.”

“I - it’s not - well - it’s fine.” Vivienne sputtered through her words as she tried to work out what was happening. She was used to being recognized, of course, but it was still a bit unsettling. The girl had a kind of confidence that she almost envied though, and Vivienne took a slow breath in before responding, keeping in mind the lessons her parents had always taught her. “I’m Vivienne. The library isn’t too far from here, I could walk you over if you want?” She was sad to be losing her time, but caring for others always came before caring only for ones self - it was a lesson her mother had taught her from a young age. Sliding off the wall, she slipped the book back in her bag before looking to the other girl. 

[the-princessvivienne]

Who: Vivienne Renaldi-Devereaux and anyone When: September 1, 2028; late afternoon Where: A corner of the student hub

Vivienne had learned the value of a quiet place to one’s self at a young age. With a castle that was always bustling with activity, having time to herself with a book or her journals became essential to her day to day life - even if only afforded a few minutes, the time spent in solace gave her mind a moment to unwind and process. And so, in starting at University, it was of the utmost importance to find her spot soon. The weather in Genovia had been more than agreeable, and after her last class had let out, the young princess had immediately gone to one of the outdoor areas, finding a low wall that she had claimed as her own, back pressed against the corner as her feet dangled down. Her copy of As You Like It was well worn, it was her favorite after all. When the lighting changed and shadow cast over her text though, she looked up, seeing the other who had joined her. “Oh! I’m sorry - I hope you weren’t waiting too long. Did you need me?”

[the-princessvivienne]

vivienne madeline alette renaldi devereaux, princess of genovia

hey y’all! here’s some about my girl!

- Vivienne is the younger daughter of Queen Amelia and King Nicholas - She was adopted as a young girl. The royal couple had been discussing a second child, and with Queen Amelia’s charity work at the orphanage, it seemed to only make sense to adopt. - She doesn’t know the full story of her biological family, and this is something that causes her a lot of stress, but she doesn’t like talking about it. - Vivienne is double majoring in Early Childhood Education and Acting. - She was fairly sheltered as a child, her parents wanted to keep her away from any naysayers who may try to refute her title or claims due to her adoption. - She’s 18, a freshman, and a smol sheltered bean who’s truly on her own for the first time ever.