Kingdom Kin Rewrite.
Hi Guys, I'm back! (For now). I decided to post a rewrite instead of just rewriting the chapters and swapping them out. I don't know how committed to this I will be but I will see how many chapters I can get done tonight and then I'll post them. Hopefully I will be reenergized after I start writing again and I'll update more often but don't hold me to that haha. Anyway, here you go!
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Character info:
Name: Lilliel Kiru
Age: 17
Eyes: Electric blue with black and navy blue dots
Hair: Just below her shoulders in the front and almost at the top of her neck in the back (aka it slopes up towards the back) with a side bang on the right side of her face. Her hair is dirty blond with streaks of every shade of natural hair color, from black to white blond, filled in everywhere so that you can't tell her natural color.
Height: 5' 4"
Info: Her outfits change depending on her mood each day. Most days she wears a plaid shirt of some sort and skinny jeans, generally her black ones, and her zip up L.L. Bean boots with white fur (they come to just above her ankles). Occasionally she will wear nicer, cuter clothes or just sweatpants, a tank top, and hoodie with her boots. She always wears her Irish pendant necklace and three silver band rings (each has a different design) and a silver bracelet and ring on the other hand, both made out of the handle of a fork or spoon and silver bangles on the hand with the three rings. She is fairly petite and only has about a small B cup bust.
(Might upload pic… If I ever get around to it…)
Lilliel was lying in her bed with her back to the door, light from the now setting sun streaming in through the old Victorian windows of her room. She was thinking about what a boring day it had been as she stroked the soft red fur of her dog, which was curled up next to her. She was all alone, apart from her pet, and she wasn't allowed to use her laptop for the rest of the day. Like most teens, if she really wanted to she could easily sneak out and take it back from her father's closet but why risk her mom coming home and busting her and taking it away for longer?
Just then she heard her door creak open behind her. She sighed mentally as she wondered why no one in her family could seem to grasp the idea of a simple knock on the door. "Can I help you?" she muttered sourly, expecting it to be her mother or father, or even one of her two siblings. No answer. "Hello? Are you going to answer?" she snapped, growing even more irritated at the lack of response. When it was clear that she was getting no answer she growled and rolled over. She froze.
It was not her mom or her dad, and it was most certainly not her little sister. She didn't even think it was her brother. By her door stood a figure, a male she presumed, shrouded in a zip up black cloak. The hood was up so she could not see the persons face. Dumbstruck, she sheepishly muttered, "Oh… Sorry… I thought you were someone else…"
They sat there in silence for a moment until it finally sunk in that a strange cloaked man was standing in her room. "WHAT THE FUCK?" she screeched. "Who the hell are you and what the FUCK are you doing in my room, you creepy son of a bitch?" She was beyond freaked out and the man's silence was not helping matters at all.
The figure then walked over and grabbed her arm. "HEY! JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" she demanded before the figure shoved a cloth in her face. She started to feel dizzy and she smelled a sweet sent as the world started to go dim. "Wah...?" was all she could say before she blacked out.
