Warrior of the Mind [FOP]

I've lived my life
both good and bad. Definitely not light as a feather

The last day of the Festival of the Phoenix was a particularly important one for the Xailans. It was unlike the days prior, which were about celebrating together to honour the God of Sunpeak. Today would be a tribute of courage and strength for Xeion. Arianna had made sure to educate herself on the entire festival, but this day in particular. For it would be the day she spent the most time with the royal family of the southernmost country.

As the crown princess of Ravaryn, Arianna was expected to represent not only her family but her entire country. If she should for any reason displease the Daetrys line, it could have deep consequences. So she had dressed in her finest gown of dripping gold fabric with a deep cutout that went all the way down to her stomach. Her hair was twisted up and laced with gold, and she donned a gold tiara lined with diamonds. It was the perfect combination of her heritage adapted to the Xailan culture.

When her company arrived at the Sun Ring she could feel her heartbeat fasten. Shortly, she looked aside to Lloyd, whose arm she was holding onto. Some servants guided them to the podium, where they would be seated next to the queen and her daughters. The princess briefly turned to her trusted companion as she gifted him a silent smile while her hand stoked his cheek. This would undoubtedly be much more of a burden to him than it was to her. After he had taken his seat she turned to the queen and her eldest daughter. "Your Majesty, your Royal Highness," she greeted them with a perfect curtsy. "It is an absolute honour to be able to experience this day by your sides." She continued, showing them a respectful smile.

& Nymeria Daetrys

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She was no monster, she did not fancy an execution. She had been a royal performing her duty was all, a pawn in a bigger game played by the gods above. She is a merciless actor, setting a status quo, holding a tight grip on the order that helped her country prosper. If she hadn't persued the breaker of her sister's heart, her family's reputation would have been in shambles. Even if the lovers did not love- it was vital the land thought so, that they played the part given to them. It was a burden all who were rich had the bear. He had never been an exception. And in condemning himself, he had damned her sister's reputation. An act that simply could not go unpaid for. So she had done as she had done, as her ancestors would have done. As a great future ruler would do.

With a regal look on her face she faced them, a fiery glare on her eyes as she watched over them now. Rows of people had gathered here today to see a display of justice, a show of strength and blood. Here it was, all that made Xaila strong and mighty. And with a warm smile she greeted the party that had arrived to her side. Dressed in the colours of their land they presented themselves to their hosts, valued friends of one and others, the royals of Odiria had always kept a rather good connection with one and other. Nymeria chuckled- she hadn't seen the princess of Raveryn in forever. "Ariana, how good to see you again" she greeted the younger princess warmly. "Welcome, take a seat, have a drink. You must tell me all about your journey here" the xailian went on joyfully in the face of her company as she took a seat on her beautifully decorated chair.

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Much thank Nien x