Author's Note: I got this idea when I was eating. This will be on hiatus as soon as this chapter is finished. Because working on three stories at once is a bit too much me. I just wanted to post it because I didn't want to forget. I will work on this after Alliance is finished. :D
Classes:
Aisha- Dimension Witch
Elsword- Rune Slayer
Raven- Veteran Commander
Rena- Night Watcher
Eve- Code Battle Seraph
Chung- Tactical Trooper
Ara- Sakra Devanam
Oh and guys, I AM BASING THEIR LAST NAMES OFF OF THE COLOR OF THEIR HAIR. Don't judge me okay? I'm not creative when it comes to these things.
Aisha Cerise-Princess of Velder. Seventeen. Human
Elsword Scarlett- Prince of Ruben. Eighteen. Human.
Eve Eirian- Queen of Altera. Fifteen. Nasod.
Chung Seiker- Prince of Hamel. Fifteen. Human.
Rena (No surname. She's an elf.)- Duchess of Ruben. Close friend of Elsword. Unknown age. Elf.
Ara Haan- Princess of Sander. Twenty-four. Human.
Raven Onyx- Elsword's butler. Twenty four. Human.
"Princess Aisha, please get up!" The very distressed maid called to the sleeping purplette. The girl just groaned and turned her back to her maid. After ten more minutes of pleading, the maid yanked the blanket off of the sleeping princess. That didn't faze her. Aisha just curled into a ball and continued her slumber. The maid took a deep breath and prayed to Aisha's mother for forgiveness.
"AISHA CERISE. GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF BED BEFORE I DRAG YOU OUT OF IT."
That at least woke her up. "Oh..mornin' Apple." Aisha rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"Princess, you need to say 'good morning' not whatever slang you just spouted! And for the love of Elrios, fix your shirt!" Apple hurriedly tied the loose ribbon on Aisha's night wear.
"Geez, Apple. Quit bein such a worrywart. It's just PJ's so why be so frantic about it?" Aisha stretched loudly and rolled out of bed.
"Princess, how many times must I say this? It's not 'bein', it's 'being'. It's not 'PJ's', it's 'night wear.'"
"Right, right. I get it." Aisha rolled her eyes in boredom.
Princess Aisha will be the death of me. I swear it. Apple thought to herself as she helped the purplette get dressed.
"Hey Apple."
"Yes, Princess?"
"Can I go to the library today?" Aisha asked eagerly, her purple eyes twinkling with excitement. Oh how Apple wished she could say yes. But she couldn't. She hated seeing those wonderful eyes full of dullness.
"No. I am terribly sorry, Princess. Today, you have to attend a tea party. By Queen Noah's command."
The light in her eyes drained quickly. "Oh...of course. That is so like Queen Noah." Aisha laughed wryly. Oh how she hated her mother.
Aisha walked around the palace, extremely bored. She twirled her wand and sighed. "Man, I wanna go to the library."
"Excuse yourself, Aisha." A voice Aisha despised said sternly. "Haven't I taught you better than this? Not 'wanna'. Say it correctly next time."
"Yes. Please pardon my error, Queen Noah."
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"...I wonder when you stopped calling me 'Mother', Aisha." Noah looked wistfully at the sky.
Oooooh, I so wanna say it. Aisha fumed to herself. But I'll be so screwed. Ah, whatever!
"I did not know better back then." The purplette clasped her hands together.
Noah stared at her daughter, shocked. "P-Pardon?"
"Back then, I just thought someone who gave birth to me was my mother." Aisha retorted. Satisfied after seeing her mother's shocked state, she curtsied and stormed off.
Elsword grumbled to himself as he sat in his carriage, staring out of a window.
"Prince Elsword, please stop muttering so many curse words. You are a Prince." His butler, Raven mused. Elsword turned to the man and shot a glare.
"Oh shut the hell up Raven. You are enjoying this. Damn it why couldn't they have made Elsa come instead? I don't even want to be here." Elsword fixed his attention to the window once again.
"Princess Elsa is a busy woman."
"Busy, my ass. That devil sadist probably just wants to make me suffer."
Raven snorted and said nothing, just silently laughing.
The tea party was so boring. All of them were just old men and women talking about business and whatever the hell old people talk about.
"Hey Els!" A green-haired elf waved and gave him a hug. This elf was one of the only people who could touch Elsword without getting shoved off. Rena of the Night Savers.
"Don't call me that, Rena." Elsword said through grit teeth.
Rena pretended to look hurt and pouted. She turned her attention to Raven. "Hi Raven."
Raven bowed respectfully. "Hello Lady Rena."
The Night Watcher's cheeks tinted pink and she shyly smiled at him. Elsword grinned mentally and watched the two. It was obvious that Rena had taken a liking to his butler. After all, when she's with him, she never shuts up. And when she's with Raven, she seems to go mute.
Suddenly, a flash of purple caught the swordsman's eye. He turned to see a girl about his age walk in, looking just as bored as he did. The girl was wearing an extremely girly outfit, and he almost cringed at the sight of it. It exposed a lot of her breasts. But Elsword didn't really have perverted thoughts. Because Rena hangs around him. He had gotten used to it.
What the hell? Why am I thinking of her this much?
"Hey Elsword, I didn't know you were into that kind of girl." Rena teased and nudged the dumb founded red-head.
"What?" He blinked at Rena.
"Oh puh-lease. You were so checking out Purpley over there." Rena rolled her eyes.
"You have got to be joking, Rena."
"Denial, I tell you."
Aisha felt very awkward. These people kept using big words that she couldn't understand. The magician sighed and bit into whatever the hell was placed onto her plate. A cookie with jam in the middle.
Ugh...it's stuck to my teeth. Aisha sighed and reached for the tea. "Ow! That's hot!" She dropped the cup on her skirt.
"Princess Aisha?"" Penensio, someone from Hamel looked at Aisha with concern. "Are you alright?"
The entire table was looking at her. Some were either staring is disbelief or concern. Except for one. A red-head, looking at her with amusement with a smirk on his face. One that pissed off Aisha to no end. Suddenly, she felt someone wiping at her skirt. She looked down to see a beautiful girl with silver hair dabbing at her clothes.
"Uhm..."
The girl looked up. "When you drink your tea, you should pick it up slowly and blow thoroughly before drinking it." She smiled gently and went back to wiping off her skirt.
"Oh..um thanks."
Aisha could do nothing but gaze at the beautiful girl.
What I would give to be like her...
She handed Aisha the handkerchief. "We are holding off the meeting so please use this while we are talking."
"Th-thanks so much!" Aisha stared at the girl with awe as she returned to her seat.
So the perfect girl DOES exist...
When she regained her senses, everyone else was snickering.
"Is that girl really a princess?"
"She is such a disgrace."
"She is no better than an uneducated commoner."
"I can't believe Queen Eve gave that commoner her handkerchief. That was such a waste!"
"Haha, exactly. That handkerchief has more value than her."
Aisha gripped her skirt and blinked away tears. "U-Uhm. May I please be excused?" She did not even wait for an answer. She ran outside and began to cry. She hated being royalty. Maybe if she was born a commoner, she would've been happier. More tears continued to fall. Why couldn't she have been like that silver-haired girl? It was always like this. Her mother would force her to go to extravaganzas like this and she would humiliate herself.
Why do I have to be...me? God, why do you hate me so much? I want to be like Rapunzel. I want to be locked in a tower with millions of books and just stay like that until I die. I hate, hate, hate, HATE Noah! Why does she make me do this!? I HATE her!
"Hey Grape Head. How long are you going to cry like that?"
Author's Note: Annnnnnnd done! :D