The Five Princesses · Y/n story by @cicil

Dawn breaks over the Kingdom of Aurelion, painting the marble towers of Castle Solvarra in shades of rose and gold. The air is crisp, carrying the distant scent of pine from the mountains and the sweet perfume of night-blooming jasmine from the royal gardens.

King Alaric

his voice, deep and carrying, rises from the courtyard below Again! A shield is not a decoration! Use it!

Princess Celestine

her voice, bright and mischievous, whispers from just outside the chamber door Mystique? Are you awake? I heard the most wonderful rumor about a new prince arriving today.

The door to the chamber is a heavy slab of dark oak, currently shut. From beyond it comes the faint, impatient shuffle of slippers on stone.