[ for anyone who wanders outside into the courtyard this afternoon, they may find themselves face to face with a rather adorable scene. there's one (1) pint-size princess standing beneath one of the larger trees with her hands on her hips as she stares up into the branches. there is a small cat chilling on one of the limbs, tail idly swaying behind ( Read more... )

( julian & laura | private )

[ The journal picks up some quiet sniffling after a moment, she's been really quiet since she learned that Laura and Julian had followed Josh home. Three of her friends, one of which was her best friend, were gone in such a short period of time.

So, while hugging Menace, she tries to regain composure enough to dictate something into the journal. ] ( Read more... )

Oh, goodness ( Read more... )

[ The journal picks up a quiet sigh, followed by someone trying to clear their throat quietly. She is absolutely mortified by the recent turn of events, feeling she was made a fool of by the castle and that terrible loss! In fact, she plans to stay in her room all day. After a few false starts, she eventually finds her voice: ]Good afternoon, ( Read more... )

[ It's well after midnight and while Justinia should be sound asleep, she is instead running through the hallways as if her life depended on it. In her mind, at least at the moment, it does. You see, she was startled out of sleep by a rather vivid nightmare, one so horrible that she was unable to curl up and go back to sleep ( Read more... )

[ Midday. Spring is in the air and she could not be happier! She's spent a good chunk of the day roaming through the courtyard and gathering various flowers that she can present to her husband. Granted, it was not exactly customary for the woman to gift the man flowers but she could not think of anything else to bring him right now. Flowers were ( Read more... )

[ It is midnight! And right now, there is one very annoyed looking princess storming down the hallway in her pajamas. Honestly, the title of wife held as much importance as the title of husband so why, pray-tell, is she the one roaming the halls looking for his door? Oh, right, because her husband was a forgetful individual who's greatest pleasure ( Read more... )

( friends )

[ after someone delicately clears her throat, but her voice might be a tiny bit loud ]Good afternoon ( Read more... )