The Reign.
Prince Jacen Schreave was sitting contently in the plush, velvet chair. Across him, on a identical loveseat, sat his Parents, Prince Consort Eikko, and Queen Eadlyn. These two leaders were perhaps the most cherished in the entire reign of Illéa.
Prince Consort Eikko, was gentle, and could always put a smile across Queen Eadlyn's face. The Queen was lovely, and without her selection, she wouldn't be as loved by the country as she was today. Jacen knew it was necessary.
"My son." Queen Eadlyn began. "Your turning 19 in two months, and we have still failed to organise a Selection for you. Picking 35 girls… that would be nearly impossible to prepare them all."
"Especially, since we are so short staffed." Prince Consort Eikko added.
"So our proposition is instead of 35, we chose 16 eligible ladies, whom you will pick the Provinces of yourself." Eadlyn added.
Jacen was silent, and continued fiddling with the silver bangle adorning his wrist.
Finally, after what seemed to be an eternal silence, Jacen piped up. "I'll do it if you'll let me leave the castle."
His parents looked at eachother, and mentally agreed.
"After your selection, you can leave the castle, with a set of guards." Eikko told Jacen. "And travel to one province of choice, for a day"
"It's settled then." Jacen mumbled. He already knew where he was going to go.
"Indeed." Eadlyn stated matter of factly.
2 weeks later.
Prince Jacen Shreave sat upon the stage preparing for this weeks Report. He was dressed in his finest navy suit, paired with a golden crown which rest upon his black hair.
In front of him, sat a large glass bowl, filled with 35 envelopes. Each with the name of a province in them. With each wrong selection, he could be disposing of his soul mate. Unlike most Selection's, this was completely random, and every girl who entered chances were random.
"5...4...3...2...1" A man behind the camera counted down.
A few seconds after the man said one, Jacen smiled directly off the camera and waved. A voice over would be put in when the Report was aired.
Jacen counted down in his head, the number of seconds he was supposed to wait before he was to select the first envelope. Each second that ticked by, he felt the sweat trickle down his forehead, threatening to make him look shiny on camera.
After the 30 painful seconds had ending, Jacen tentatively selected an envelope, along with 15 others. The camera panned over to a pair of metal chairs, which the famous Report host, Raymen Joslyn sat, beckoning for Jacen to join him.
Grabbing the envelops, Jacen made his way over to the seats and sat beside Raymen.
"Hello everybody! It's finally the moment you have all been waiting for. We are about to find out the provinces where the ladies for this Prince's Selection will be selected." Raymen patted Jacen on the leg, and looked back into the camera. "Without further ado, Prince Jacen Schreave himself, will be calling out the names of the provinces."
The prince took a deep breath, and observed the stack of envelopes that sat in his lap.
Opening the first he called out the first province. "Panama." Jacen continued. "Dominica, Dakota, Clermont, Hudson, Kent, Sota, St. George, Angeles." Angeles was the province that the palace was in, and where Jacen called home. "Zuni, Whites, Yukon, Hudson, Carolina, Midston and lastly." Jacen said as he peeled open the last envelope. "Calgary."
"Congratulations to the lucky provinces who were picked! And have a wonderful night." Raymen said with a flourish as the Report ended.
Apparently, Jacen was supposed to find his soulmate in those 16 provinces.
He had 6 months.
Then he would Reign.
So, I decided to try my hand at writing! It was really fun, and I enjoyed writing this. So this is an SYOC, but it's from an uncommon series, so I will go through the entire form and tell everybody exactly what everything means. First I will basically explain the Selection story.
America Singer was a 18 year old girl from Carolina, who was prepared to lower her caste of 5 to a 6 for love. A catse is basically a ranking in society, 1 being the royals, 2 being models, athletes, ETC, 3 being, Teachers, Doctors, 4 being business owners and such, 5 being entertainers/ artisans, 6 being workers, 7 being laborers, and 8 being the homeless. America was selected for the selection, and won Maxon's (the prince) heart. The king and queen both died, so Maxon was made king directly after the Selection, and America the Queen. They dissolved the castes so know anybody could be anything. 20 years later, America and Maxon have 4 children, the eldest being Eadlyn, who was put through her own selection. She didn't find love in the 35 boys, but instead fell for one of the competitors translator's and they ended up getting married. His name is Eikko, and he became the Prince Consort, because nobody could have a title higher than the royal born child, which was Eadlyn.
Time for the form! This will also be posted on my profile. There will be 15 spots, as I am adding my own character who will NOT win.
Full Name: (Self explanatory, you can name your girl ANYTHING)
Age: (16-20)
Appearance:
Faceclaim: (IMPORTANT! I will be making a blog.)
Personality:
History:
Education obtained (Full, none, primary?)
Occupation. (Model, singer, worker?)
Dress style during the selection: (Elegant, gaudy, color palate?)
Family: (ages, occuapations, relationships)
Friends: (ages, occupations, relationships)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Skills:
Talents:
Languages spoken:
Languages understood:
Past romances:
Reason for putting there name in the Selection: (Why did they enter?)
Do they have a strategy, and if so what:
Attitude/treatment to maids:
Attitude/treatment to guards.
Attitude/treatment to royalty:
Attitude/treatment to royal visitors:
Attitude to fellow competitors:
Quotes: (at least 2)
Song that describes them:
Please submit, because i'm a small account and I would love you forever!