Thread: Family Rivalries (Alexander and rwinrich)

As she had thought, her father was waiting for her the moment she got out of the carriage. As she had predicted, he sent her to her room and lectured her about taking too long and the possibility of her getting kidnapped. So as she finally got to her room, she wasn't truly that upset but she did realize she forgot to ask the fae his name. Now she wasn't sure she would recognize him once he came to the ball. If he came.... That thought has her nervous. She hadn't just invited him to piss off her dad, she had also just wanted to see him again. He had actually made an impression on her and if he pissed off her father, that was a bonus. The preparations for the ball were underway and the palace was abuzz with life. Every servant inside was busy getting the palace ready for the ball. The very ball that was held to find the perfect male fae to court and marry Princess Talula. The gowns were delivered along with many of the other decorations and even some extra masks, just in case those who were invited lost or forget theirs. Inside of Talula's room were servants preparing the princess for what was essentially her debut party. The only difference, she wasn't going to be the one choosing who was to be her suitor, instead that job was for her father. This party was truly so the king could find the perfect advantageous marriage for his daughter. All Talula wanted, was to have fun. To dance and party with others but she knew it would be filled with mundane conversations. Her role was to be seen and barely heard. Her voice wasn't important for this decision at all. No matter that she knew her father and his decisions were wrong and that she had been swaying him to change his mind many times over. Talula was given a bath in water filled with an assortment of petals to add fragrance. While in the bath her hair was washed and brushed, then curled and placed atop her head in a sort of chignon. Her makeup was applied several times as both her parents had to come in and make them change it several times. It was finally decided that she would have a teal eyeshadow, a natural skin look and her lips would be a light pink. Her dress was then helped into as the skirt was wider than her normal dress, it was a ballgown after all. It was a strapless dress as the top was a corset, which meant her cleavage would be even more on display with how tight the corset was pulled. Some might wonder if she could even breath. The skirt had leaf designs all over the base of the skirt and waves in the fabric, while the corset seemed to have flower shaped jewels all over it. Her mask was then the same color of the dress and her eyes, making her almost clear eyes pop. Talula arrived after both of her parents, her father wearing his elegant purple and her mother wearing a deep red ball gown, not as flashy as the king as he always wanted to be the center of attention, no matter that this ball was for his daughter. They all walked to the chairs that had been setup for them, each chair matched the color of each of their clothes. Talula could feel all of the eyes on her. As much as she looked as though it didn't faze her, she was uncomfortable with the looks that weren't lust but instead looked at her as something like a prize. It was also the sensation that came with those eyes, it had a more malevolent feel, that told her they wanted to use her as something of a tool. To which Talula was not willing to allow if she could. The moment she heard a name that wasn't associated with a title, she knew it must be the fae she had invited and it made her smile. Looking up to see what he looked like in his large form. Talula had to admit either form had her fascinated. The glance over to her father, his face was very tightly clenched but he was trying to hide how angry he was. This was what she wanted. Something to disrupt the feeling of her being property. Getting up as she walks over to Burton with a smile on her face and her father's eyes narrowing. I'm so glad you actually showed up. There was a part of me that thought you might not show up. I can tell you that my father has not stopped glaring at you since you were announced. Even more so now that I am talking to you. She wasn't even whispering as she had no problem letting everyone else know she was excited to just talk to Burton. Taking another glance at her father, she then turns back to Burton. Would you like to take me out onto the dance floor and show off how much we don't care? The King was watching the exchange and calling over his men to find out who this male was that his daughter was talking to. He was rather shocked when he was shown the invitation that Burton had handed to the guard at the front gate. His daughter had invited someone who he didn't know. This was rather upsetting to him. She was not given enough freedom to go against his wishes, but then he remembered that he had given her consent to go visit the tailor's shop. That was the only place he could think she would have met anyone. He was very upset and wanted to find out first hand who this male was. He advised his man to investigate this Burton as he would not allow his daughter to associate with just anyone. In mean time, he watched his daughter and waited for the right time for him to make his way over and interrupt, to introduce himself and intrude. Last edited Dec 8, 2018