Princess Iris West of Centralis
"Did you hear the news yet Barry?" I ask with a grin on my face, placing my hands over his readings to get his attention.
"No, what news Iris?" He asks, looking around my tiny hands at his notes and papers.
"Uh, Bartholomew Allen, how have you not heard?" I shake my head with a false gasp, overacting and feigning shock before I stand back up all the way. "Well," I walk around and lean on the side of the desk that he's on, "The most powerful regions and kingdoms around are coming together to throw a ball!" I exclaim, and Barry for all his gifts just nods and murmurs, "Uh huh."
With a roll of my eyes I give his shoulder a light shove and he finally looks back up at me, "Barry this is important." He studies my face for a moment before setting his papers to the side. "All right. What's so important about this ball?" he asks, and he genuinely looks interested to know why I'm so focused on it.
"Well," I pause for dramatic effect, "all of our kingdoms, though they do not war they do not all necessarily get along." I tell him and he rolls his eyes, "Yeah, I know that already Iris."
"Yes, but did you know that the high rulers plan to use this ball as a way to find advantageous alliance arrangements for the kingdoms through marriage of their royal children?"
This time his eyes widen, "Iris, you know that could mean you too right?" My heart stops as he says the words aloud.
"I know." My voice comes out in a whisper. "I am not all too worried. Father and mother are insistent that we marry for love. They will not force me to enter into a marriage that I do not want. Even if it would benefit our kingdom."
"But I know you Iris." Barry shakes his head, "You'll do it because it would benefit your people." He sighs, "Just please, be careful?" He squeezes my hand and I nod, "I will Bar. You too though."
"Me?" he points to himself, an incredible expression of confusion on his face and I wish I could have it committed to paper forever.
"Yes you. You are a Lord from Scarletaria, one of the most prominent territories within Centralis." I explain, "It is possible that you too may be sought after." Looking up from my friend, my eyes catch the clock and widen immediately. "Oh, I am so late. I was going to meet Wally in the stables to go horseback riding." I grimace, "How mad do you think he'll be?"
"Not much, you're not too late. I'd hurry if I were you though, much longer and that just might change." He shrugs and I shake my head, "You are no help Barry." Rushing out the door I hurry through the long hallways to get to the stables. Hopefully6 before he chooses to leave without me.