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Fawna
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It was a beautiful and sunny day in the land of Ellivrotciv. Birds were chirping, children were playing, groups of citizens were laughing and sharing their latest juicy gossip within their circles. It was a typical day, to say the least. Rolling hills of green surrounded the beautiful crystal castle that belonged to the royal family, which had Princess Amara residing inside. All the land knew of what the Prince and the King had in store for them, which was the main reason that a lot of the population had sent their children to other families and loved ones of theirs, to keep them safe. They managed to do this without the King and Prince knowing, all because of Princess Amara. She happened to be the Kingdom's savior and she knew that she was going to remain that way, because she was going to find a way to stop the tyranny that was going on within the castle.
Amara slowly retreated from her sleeping chambers, after getting fully dressed in her outdoor attire; being: A long red dress that covered her legs and arms, which also had gold embroidery and random stitchings along it, it was an off-the-shoulder dress and she wore gold slippers on her feet, while a gold circlet headpiece rested against her forehead. Her brownish-blond hair was placed in the traditional royal up-do, so as to go properly with the headpiece and her skin was as fair as ever. Her gorgeous piercing eyes were what she scanned her surroundings with. She was ready to conquer the day and take care of her people. Just as she always did daily.
Walking briskly down the corridors of the castle, she heard some squeaking from behind her and looked over her shoulder, not slowing down at all. It was her petite squirrel companion, that she had grown to care for and love. Though, she had been with the squirrel for many years, she had never properly given it a name. Smiling lovingly to the creature, she tapped her shoulder and it jumped up high onto where she tapped. The squirrel rested its little body there, as she left the castle, quickly going down the many large steps that led down to the Town Square. Upon arrival, she was instantly greeted by the people getting on the ground and bowing to her, with respect. She smiled to them all and stood in place, while watching them. "Arise, my loyal subjects. There is no need for bowing. Yes, I am your Princess. But, I am also to be your best friend." She spoke in her soft and gentle voice and they all arose from their bows.
It was time to get to work.
Amara slowly retreated from her sleeping chambers, after getting fully dressed in her outdoor attire; being: A long red dress that covered her legs and arms, which also had gold embroidery and random stitchings along it, it was an off-the-shoulder dress and she wore gold slippers on her feet, while a gold circlet headpiece rested against her forehead. Her brownish-blond hair was placed in the traditional royal up-do, so as to go properly with the headpiece and her skin was as fair as ever. Her gorgeous piercing eyes were what she scanned her surroundings with. She was ready to conquer the day and take care of her people. Just as she always did daily.
Walking briskly down the corridors of the castle, she heard some squeaking from behind her and looked over her shoulder, not slowing down at all. It was her petite squirrel companion, that she had grown to care for and love. Though, she had been with the squirrel for many years, she had never properly given it a name. Smiling lovingly to the creature, she tapped her shoulder and it jumped up high onto where she tapped. The squirrel rested its little body there, as she left the castle, quickly going down the many large steps that led down to the Town Square. Upon arrival, she was instantly greeted by the people getting on the ground and bowing to her, with respect. She smiled to them all and stood in place, while watching them. "Arise, my loyal subjects. There is no need for bowing. Yes, I am your Princess. But, I am also to be your best friend." She spoke in her soft and gentle voice and they all arose from their bows.
It was time to get to work.