I'm not a lady, I'm Kiara

Kiara Agrinya, future queen of Kiburi, current queen of everything else

[thequeenkiaraa]

Kiara was a simple girl with simple roots. Back in Kiburi, she was a princess yes, but she was also a fan favorite among her people. They looked up to whatever she had to offer them, no matter how trivial it may have seemed. 

She had come to Kiburi to look for her cousin, but she stayed because of how much she fit in here. Sure, her people loved her, but Kiara was the type of person who always wanted more. She didn’t want people to love her just because they were her obligated subjects. She wanted to let people love her on her own. After all, the people outside of Kiburi needed someone to look up to right? 

Since she was a princess and a quick thinker, she came with an idea to try to get into what Americans called “show business.” She called up a modeling agency in Cadense to try to see if someone could arrange a photoshoot for her. Soon enough she got an appointment, but as soon as she arrived at the address, she could tell something was off. So, she approached the first person that walked by to ask. “Excuse me, is this where Cadense’s modeling agency is located?”

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“Oh!” Kiara wished she could have taken that back but it was too late. She immediately stepped aside so that the woman could get to her motorcycle. “Sorry about that, that was rude and petty. I promise I’m not always like that.”

Colette was, at first, shocked that the stylish young woman immediately apologized for her sharp tongue. The shock then turned to pleasant surprise. “It’s fine,” Colette brushed the remark off, “and for the record, I wish I had more opportunities to dress like that instead of in chef whites all the time.”

[thequeenkiaraa]

Kiara was really glad that this girl wasn’t holding a grudge, because she seemed like someone Kiara would love to get to know better. “Girl, if your wardrobe is that monochromatic that I need to take you shopping!” She smiled and pushed her hair behind her ears. “I’m Kiara by the way. Princess Kiara of Kiburi, if we’re getting technical.

[thequeenkiaraa]

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Kiara was just minding her own business when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She was new to Cadense and was very confident in her fashion sense, but when the person seemed unimpressed with her and her outfit, she was almost shocked. “I’m sorry, my ears must be playing tricks on me. Are you trying to tell me that my outfit is trash?”

Colette was taken aback when the young woman refused to let her speak, instead going on a rant about her own outfit- which, it may be noted, had nothing to do with what Colette was about to say, though for some reason the woman assumed this. “Your outfit? I just wanted you to move so I could get to my motorcycle. Your outfit is fine; don’t ruin it with your attitude.” 

[thequeenkiaraa]

“Oh!” Kiara wished she could have taken that back but it was too late. She immediately stepped aside so that the woman could get to her motorcycle. “Sorry about that, that was rude and petty. I promise I’m not always like that.”

[thequeenkiaraa]

Kiara was just minding her own business when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She was new to Cadense and was very confident in her fashion sense, but when the person seemed unimpressed with her and her outfit, she was almost shocked. “I’m sorry, my ears must be playing tricks on me. Are you trying to tell me that my outfit is trash?”

[magdalcnas]

“Anyway, this place usually only takes reservations that are made months in advance, like half a year,” Magdalena began, sweeping some dark locks of hair over her shoulder as a poised smile coming across her face. “Luckily, though, my father managed to find some connections. So, now I have a reservation just forty eight hours after I requested one. I can’t wait to taste the delicious food.”

[thequeenkiaraa]

“Oh really?” Kiara could already tell that this girl was a bit of a bitch, or at least very fully of herself. Kiara could get that way too, but she would sink so low as to brag to a stranger. “I don’t really make reservations anymore. When you’re heir to the throne of a powerful country, you don’t really need them.” Ok, maybe bragging was that far below her after all.