Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Candidate Card (I want to leave the CS simple I think it would be intreting if we learned about each character through out the rp) Name: Aya Kingsler Age:20 Personality: Strong willed with a stubborn side Acquaintance Statements: - She's a great kid beautiful and smart. You just have to get to know her before that personality becomes less stubborn an more justified in ways. -Everything she has ever does is to help her friends and family. -She is someone everyone looks up to. Three Likes and dislikes: -Books -Morning runs -The violin Dislikes -Rudeness -overly constricting clothing -being cooped up inside Aya was walking down the hall of her palace her mother had called her to talk. Her mother never came to see her directly Aya always had to go to her. She sighed a bit to her self, she heard that Marick was called as well, maybe her parents finally wanted them to get married. Since, she was young she was told Marick would be her husband and she had no problem with that, they both loved each other since they were raised together and have always been with each other. She just wished that they were allowed to choose when they married, they would have been married a long time ago. She didn't want to hang on to the hope that her mother might say it's finally time but in the back of her mind she wanted it to be the reason behind the meeting. As she reached the large double doors that elegantly sat in the stone walls of the palace she paused to prepare her self for whatever her crazy mother has planned. Aya had free roam for the most part but when her mother did decide something, she had to listen. She thought back to a few incidents of her younger teenage years. She cringed at the memories of the long speech and elegance training she had to go through. She knocked lightly on the door and waited for the servant to open it. As the young maid opened the door she bowed "Come in m'lady." Aya glanced at the made ." Thank you. " she stated her head held high as she walked in only to be a bit surprised by the mood in the room. Marick and his parents where there along with the king and queen the look on Marick face was both sad and pained. Her parents stern and unwavering, the room was filled with tension. "What is it you wanted to talk about mother." Aya bowed as she spoke her words. Her mother wasn't one to dilly dally with small talk so she figured she would get right to the point. "Aya, sweetie take a seat." She said sweetly, the tone she only showed when others were not around and we certainty were not alone. Marick and his parents stood beside her as she sat in the large wooden desk. Surprised Aya looked towers Marick but he looked away with a grimaces. What was going on she couldn't tell, Marick would normally be reassuring her with his eyes. She looked back to her mother before sitting in the chair directly in front of her mother. Aya, dear I want you to remain calm." She started, the concern on her mothers face clear to all. "But, as you might know the country of Romani is holding their Royal Games for their son heir to the throne." Aya had herd of it but she didn't understand why that had anything to do with her. "Why dose this matter mother ?" She asked. "Well, Aya they are allowing five princesses from other countries to join this year under different names. We received an invitation from the kind and queen for your participation." As the last words rolled of her lips Aya stood up quickly. "No!" She yelled " I am to marry Marick !" Her mother looked surprised but didn't yell back at her " We would like you accept this and not feel such distaste for this chance given to our kingdom. Think about what this would could open up for our country. There is no for sure fact you will win. " Her mother said calmly "No! What if I do win? I love Marick that won't change I will not attend." She spoke loudly but she wasn't yelling any more she looked towards Marick and he looked at her as if she said something horrible. She looked back at her mother as she spoke to Aya again now anger showed on her royal face. "You are the next in line for the throne the only heir and you will attended. It has been decided that Marick will marry you cousin it was agreed on by everyone in this room." Aya's hurt expression found Marick's face in pain. " originally we were going to wait and find out if you won or not but since you show such hate because of Marick towards this invitation Marick will marry your cousin with in the next month and you shall go to Romani.!" Her stern voice was like a quiet echo as she stared at Marick. She interrupted her mother with out thought or care. "Why! Why did you agree" she faced Marick now only talking to him. "Aya," he chocked out. " think of what this could mean. And it's your fault I must marry you cousin now and not until after the results." The last part sounded as if anger made him say those words but his face looked as if it pained him to say it. "Don't blame this on me, I couldn't possibly go through with this !" Aya stormed out of the room with out another glance at any of them. The month goes by as Aya fought depression the castle was hectic with wedding preparations and what seemed like the worst nightmare of her life became reality. Merick married her cousin in front of her very eyes. After a mental break down she had merely a month to prepare for her 6 month long trip to Romani. She was given a new name Aya Kingsler instead of her family name of Goldsmith. Since little information on the kingdoms heirs is given to out side countries only the kings and queens of Other countries knew how the heirs looked. She had nothing to worry about the prince only knew there would be princess mixed in with the other women. Her identity would be a secret and her strong will along with orders from her mother made her come back to reality. Though she disliked this ordeal she would try and attempted this game for her country. That is at least what she told her self. As she stepped off the airplane she took in her surroundings Romani was a very mountain oriented country very different then her flat country to the south. Even though they share a border Aya had never been here out of fear her identity would be discovered. It was a bit chilly here and snow still lightly fell though it was not sticking to the ground. Her guid showed her to the limo and held the door for her. As she got in she realized there were a few other girls in the limo guessing they where other contestant she stayed quiet not speaking only staring out the window of the car as it traveled down the busy streets of the Romani capital city. Luckily they spoke the same language so she wouldn't have an accent the king and queen must have thought about that. Her face was placid as her mind ran ramped. This is what Marick wanted ,this is what's best for her country, she repeated. Maybe she would really fall in love with the heir maybe but what if he didn't choose her after that. She wasn't mentally prepared for another heart break. She tried to shut her brain off but it didn't work. Her thoughts ran over and over until she reached the palace to be changed and fixed up by stylets for the opening dinner tonight. Everyone was to get the first glimpse of the prince. The palace was elegant, even the common rooms where they waited to be changed and dolled up." Rules would be given after the dinner" her stylets said as they put her into a light pink ball gown dress which went well with her dark red hair and eyes, her hair was pulled back and curled down her back. She was ready for the dinner party. She took a deep breath as her and the other girl waited to be allowed in.