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Feb 04, 2009 14:39

[ooc: The video clicks on to reveal a very French bedroom draped in elegant white, and to a young girl with flowing pink hair sitting against the window pane, a look of utter devotion spread across her face.]Ah, the sun rises even brighter when love chases the dismal fogs of Paris away! My heart swoons whenever I secretly utter his name-and, yet... ( Read more... )

romance, forbidden love, pretty princess

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justasystem February 5 2009, 00:15:26 UTC
... That sounds sad, E- Euphie.

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royaleuphoria February 5 2009, 00:18:32 UTC
It is, child, and yet I have never been happier. Is not love a strange thing, to intoxicate with such heavy emotions?

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justasystem February 5 2009, 00:39:12 UTC
... really?

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royaleuphoria February 5 2009, 00:43:01 UTC
Yes! Of course! Have you ever been in love, dear innocent child?

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glastonprincess February 5 2009, 00:15:58 UTC
And whose name do you utter, dear sister? Why do I suspect that it is not the name of a Christian boy, a wholesome boy?

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royaleuphoria February 5 2009, 00:21:12 UTC
I-oh dear sister, Cornelia! I wish to cause no grief to you or to our weak mother and yet I cannot lie.

My heart does call for a Christian boy, but not one that is wholesome in the eyes of our family.

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glastonprincess February 5 2009, 00:31:31 UTC
You realize the consequences, dear Euphemia. Such a courtship cannot be allowed. You must think of our family, our reputation. Or has love blinded and maddened you?

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royaleuphoria February 5 2009, 00:42:15 UTC
I know, I have thought and dreamt of the consequences for many nights Cornelia. Know that you are the last person I would would ever want to harm.

But if love is madness, dear sister, I wish no sanity. If love is blindness, I wish no clearness for my happy eyes.

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