The Selection

Faceclaims

Caste One

Queen

Gemma Sterling

Age: 38

Height: 5’4

Likes: Music, Poetry, Animals, Children, Pastel Colors, Sweets

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Dislikes: Dishonesty, Manipulation, Large Insects, Spicy Foods

Created by: @Littlefeets

Queen

Gemma Sterling

Queen Gemma was once an ordinary girl herself, until at a mere 17 years old, she was chosen for the Selection. In a whirlwind, she went from being a six in Waverly, to being a three and falling in love with the prince. Never would she have imagined that it would be possible, not for her, a girl who was born to an eight and simply taken in by a cook who loved her as if she was his own blood. After arriving at the palace, everything changed. She was still the soft spoken girl with a kind heart and a willingness to work hard, but for the first time in her life, she didn’t have to work hard simply for the privilege to live. Even then, she was enchanted by the chance for more in her life, and when she married the prince, she found a life that was even more than she dreamed of. Love, family, everything she could have ever wanted. Until the recent passing of her husband, leaving her with a broken heart, simply hoping that her children, that her son could have the same luck of a romance for the ages in a Selection of his own.

Created by: @Littlefeets

Prince

Beckett Sterling

Age: 18

Height: 5’10

Likes: Books, Dark Red, Dark Blue, …

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Dislikes: Suits, …

Created by: @Littlefeets

Prince

Beckett Sterling

Prince Beckett, a product of his parents’ fairytale romance, eldest of the Sterlings, heir to the throne, and soon to be king. Beckett has spent his life behind the palace walls, with little exposure to the world around him. He shows determination and a desire to be everything his father was, but how far can strength really go before the pressure is too much. The Selection is something unlike anything he’s ever experienced, something which becomes all the more complicated when there’s still the unanswered question of what kind of man he wants to be.

Created by: @Littlefeets

Princess

Rosalie Sterling

Age: 18

Height: 5’5

Likes: To be discovered

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Dislikes: To be discovered

Created by: @Littlefeets

Princess

Rosalie Sterling

If you didn’t know who was their heir to the throne, you might guess it was the princess for her knowledge of tradition and Illean law. However, born just after midnight, shortly after Beckett’s birth, she’s set to merely be by her brother’s side. Though, from the beginning, that’s always where she’s wanted to be. She’s never wanted to be queen, just to advise and help Beckett when he takes the throne.

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While the rules that Rosalie and her brothers were taught as children seemed to have gone over their heads at times, she took every word to heart. After all, a rule was a rule for a reason. A royal by blood and by nature, elegance, poise, everything you would expect of a princess, Rosalie strives to be, not because her parents expected it, but because she expects it of herself. After all, someone has to make sure everything proceeds as it should. Rosalie has always been one to want to know all that happens, and how to find solutions to a situation, often by looking to the rules and guidelines laid before them. While Beckett looks to the future, and Kit keeps his eye on the present, Rosalie looks to the past, to tradition.

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In her view, change was never necessary as there was essentially a plan for their entire lives, and she certainly never imagined for that plan to change. And change is what it did when her father died suddenly. The timeline was moved up on Beckett’s selection, with a little over a year until he would become king. Everything was changing much faster than planned, and there would soon be 35 girls in her home, vying for her brother’s heart, or the crown, or any number of other things. It was like everything was turning to utter chaos, and only she was doing anything about it.

Created by: @Littlefeets

Prince

Kit Sterling

Age: 18

Height: 5’11

Likes: To be discovered

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Dislikes: To be discovered

Created by: @Littlefeets

Prince

Kit Sterling

Unlike many others, Kit doesn’t know where his story begins. He’s only ever known a life in the palace, with the king and queen as his parents, but he wasn’t always their child. It was a cold winter’s evening when a palace servant stumbled across a helpless infant, while on a trip to visit a relative in another province. The baby boy, with only a blanket and a small toy fox, had been abandoned, left for dead. With no way to find his family, he was brought back to the palace. It hardly took a moment for the queen to fall in love with the infant, and the choice was made that they would do for the boy as her father had once done for her. The boy would always know a life of love, a life that his birth parents couldn’t give him. He would never have to worry, never have to grow up without a home or family, he would be their son, a brother, a prince of Illea.

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Kit was raised right alongside Beckett and Rosalie as their younger brother, as if he was of the same blood. Not even a year younger than his siblings, he grew up without much responsibility, essentially without a care in the world. Beckett would one day become the king, and Rosalie would always be the one running ragged to keep her brothers in line, while Kit… he got to simply be Kit.

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Kit was always the one to embrace not only freedom, but his lack of responsibilities. Though, if his family needed him, he’d be right there. He spent his childhood trying out every possible interest, exploring and learning every inch of the palace. However, despite the varying interests he’s shown over the years, it’s often only temporary, and he loses interest quite easily.

Created by: @Littlefeets

Prince

Kit Sterling

Kit always knew the story of how he came to be part of the family, none of it was kept from him, and he knew how lucky he was to have the life he had. Perhaps that’s why he’s so loyal to his family, especially his mother, having been in a similar situation as she once was as an infant. However, his love for his family certainly doesn’t extend to the parents that brought him into the world. What right did they have to abandon him, to leave him to die? Nothing could make that right in his view. They clearly didn’t want him, and he didn’t want them. He had all the family he needed. At least, he did… Kit never imagined a life where the man who raised him, who held him up on his shoulders to pick apples when he was little, who showed him that great things are always possible, would be gone not long after he turned 18.

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Everything changed with the king’s sudden death. The only father he had ever known was gone, his sister buried herself in tradition, his brother was lost, unsure of himself, about to meet the girl would he would soon marry, and then become the king in little over a year’s time, and his mother… she was overwhelmed with grief. Kit didn’t know what to do. Nothing would be enough, and only time will tell how much more things can change.

Created by: @Littlefeets

Caste Two

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Lady

Alviva Sherman

Age: 19

Height: 5’3

Province: Angeles

Likes: not being judged, music, outdoors

Dislikes: being told she can't do something, being inside, crowded places.

Talents: singing, cleaning, cooking (household stuff)

Created by: @Meekepeek

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Lady

Alviva Sherman

Alviva grew up in a family with 8 older siblings. With a big age gap between her siblings as her youngest older brother is 10 years older, Alviva is the last one to enter a marriage. All of her siblings have accomplished a lot, and Alviva has always been the odd one out in the family. In their words, the only thing going for Alviva is her beauty. Her family doesn't see her achieving great things and have threatened to disinherit her several times if she disappoints them. Knowing what's in store for her when she finishes as an 8, this is her last chance to proof that she can do as much as her siblings.

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Alviva knows herself that she isn't the smartest. She feels like she is stuck between a rock and a hard place as she feels pressured to succeed. The fear of making an mistake often ends up with her making more mistakes and breaking things around her (she is a huge klutz). She has little to no social skills as her parents were always too embarrassed to let her outside and so she had to learn socializing in a few weeks when she heard she was allowed to be a candidate.

Created by: @Meekepeek

Lady Alviva Sherman’s Maids

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Lady

Lorelai Verena Georgina

Nickname: Lor

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: St.George

Likes: power, arts, freedom, true love, jewelry

Dislikes: The prince, forced marriages, captivity, weakness, annoying people, ladies who spend all their time gossiping about others, being 'weak', the fear of not being able to be a true Georgina and make her ancestors proud

Talents: Studying for years to achieve her dreams, Lore speaks 5 languages, loves crafting, embroidery, archery, horseriding, anything to do with the 'arts' (perfoming, singing) and fencing.

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Lorelai Verena Georgina

Years and years ago, a high-ranking military man from St. George who didn't believe in love fell in love with a woman born to a maid and an addict but with a talent for the arts. She was raised by her mom and would often entertain the maids and servants through her little performance at a young age; she was nicknamed "little fairy." A young Sr. Rubion Georgina had been walking through his house when she found what could be described as an angel speaking, and it was truly love at first sight. He had watched the maid's daughter perform, sing, and dance in secret, and his face would turn red from admiration and desire. It was a shame he could never approach her or be with her as a man who came from the Georgina line of high-ranking military officers; it would be an embarrassment to his family name, but he couldn't help but love the girl. If he had told his father and mother of his love for the child of a maid, an addict, they would be scandalized. Their son, who had sworn off love and stated he had no intentions of marrying and would simply take his sister's future son, his nephew, as his heir once he got older and became the head of the Georgina family, has fallen in love with a lowly woman whom he has not spoken to. He was truly shameful.

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One day, Sr. Rubion watched from on top of a tree the maid's child sing her songs to her pet dog, who was once not allowed in the mansion, but due to Rubion nagging his parents after he found out his love for animals, they had agreed to let workers inside the mansion own pets on the condition that he find a woman and marry her. He was soon going to be forced to find a wife and wanted to say goodbye to the girl he could not help but have feelings for. When Rosaline, the girl, had finished singing, Sr. Rubion stood on top of the tree, waiting for her to leave so he could get down from the tree, when he suddenly fell. Blood had gushed down his head, and Rosaline had rushed to his aid. She had nursed him back to health, and Sr. Rubion's parents had asked an equally high-class friend of theirs to adopt her as a way to repay her. Rubion had asked his parents why, and the father had scoffed that Rubion's fondness for that girl was not as sneaky as he had thought. A guard who had been sent to spy on Rubion ever since he had been acting strangely had informed them of Rubion's affections towards the maid's child. At first, they had been disgusted and wanted to find a young woman to marry him to as soon as possible, but after the little tree problem, watching Rosaline nurse their son to health made them a little fond of her, and they knew that Rubion would only truly sire a child with her, so they decided that she would be adopted by the upper class and be engaged to Rubion. Rubion had been excited, and Rosaline had been scared—how could she marry the man who supposedly hated women? Who hated love? But after spending time with Rubion, she discovered that Rubion was in love with her and that he was truly a kind soul, and they got married. Rosaline became a pop star, and a year after their marriage, they gave birth to a bouncing son, Rubion Jr., and the couple could never have been happier. Rubion Jr. was everything they wanted in a son—healthy, strong, and a perfect heir for the Georgia lineage. They gave birth to twin boys the second winter, Ceasar and Augustus, and the household was once again contended.

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Lorelai Verena Georgina

After some years, they had their first daughter and last child, Lorelai, or as she liked to be called, "Lore." Lore was adored by her grandparents for being the only child to share the most similarities with Rubion, and she was adored by her overbearing older brothers for being the only girl. As a descendant of great warriors, Lorelai wanted to be a female warrior—it was in her blood to fight—or maybe a pop star like her mother and be known as a great femme fatale—anything that would make her feel in power and yet not like she was in a cage. She didn't want to be bound by strict rules and regulations; she didn't want to be a woman in a golden cage like the other upper-class ladies; she wanted to be feared and desired; she wanted to be Lorelai, alluring, temptress, and a river of danger. After all, she was a lady from the line of Georgina, and Georgina's did not like to be restrained. She had practiced, trained, and read all her life for the powerful danger she wanted to become. Perhaps a man or woman on the battlefield, as her eldest brother, Rubion Jr., who had entered the military is said to be, or a future great vamp, who with her beauty aids in the killing of palace enemies. anything that would not bring disgrace or shame to her lineage, which she was proud of, and anything that would not cage her. Everyone expected her to be something great, something to be feared, something powerful like her brothers, and Lore expected that too, so imagine her surprise when her parents told her that she was selected to be a possible future bride of the prince. Why did the universe make her? She was headstrong and definitely not a desirable woman for a prince, so why her?

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Lore wanted to demolish everything and smash windows because the thought of marrying the prince was simply disgusting to her. She could not be a queen. Sure, the power sounded good, but what Lore craved most was freedom and a love story, just like her parents. She wanted to marry a high-ranking man who would not trap her, who would worship her and whom she would worship, someone she could love, and Lore could not have that with the prince. She had decided right there that she would hate the prince for randomly selecting her but would protect the royal family as her family were obviously loyal. Lore's thoughts of the prince were filled with hidden hatred for hindering her plans to become who she really wanted to be.Hopefully, she wouldn't be selected as the bride she knew, but she would now have less time to achieve her future ambitions, and if she were to be picked, those aspirations would be shattered. Prince Beckett Sterling was truly a villain; he had made her become the one thing she did not want to be: a slave in a golden cage, trapped like the other high-class women. Men were truly the lowest of the low.

Created by: @Kristi

Lady Lorelai 'Lor' Verena Georgina’s Maids

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Lady

Phoenix Artem

Age: 17

Height: ?

Province: Labrador

Likes: Summer nights, Running through the city, Fire, Firefighting (yes, she knows), The color orange, Music, Birds

Dislikes: Alcohol, Midday, Traffic, The smell of smoke, Sirens, Sour fruits

Talents: Freerunning, Singing (with a vocal range of nearly six octaves), Driving (she considers this a skill, because have you tried driving a massive truck through a red light in a busy Labrador intersection?), Plant identification

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Phoenix Artem

‘Fairy tales don’t exist,’ they said. ‘Fairy tales don’t exist… except for Phoenix.’

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Phoenix, the daughter of a retired army commander and the volunteer firefighter next door. Who came into the world not crying, but laughing- a sound so joyful, it brought her mother to tears. Phoenix, with her fire-red ringlets, crystal eyes, and ruby lips, like a modern-day Snow White. Only a princess could speak to and soothe animals like she did, could lead their school choir with such talent and humility, could be so kind and empathetic and beautiful and humble and graceful and perfect.

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‘You’re going to grow up and marry Prince Charming in the castle, and you’re going to become Princess of Illea and live happily ever after.’

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Phoenix herself never had any intentions of marrying the prince, at least, not outright. She always insisted that, while she wouldn’t be upset if she was chosen for the Selection, she also didn’t know if she would even fall in love with the heir apparent.

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‘How could I fall in love with someone who doesn’t even know I exist?’

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But with every kiss from a prince in a fairytale comes a tragedy that seems so incredibly immense, there is no recovery. Unfortunately, most queens in fairy tales do not live long enough to see the happy ending, and such is the case in the tale of Phoenix. Her mother’s death wasn’t at all sudden, but all the get-well-soon cards and bedside lullabies and nights spent crying, praying, pleading, in the world, couldn’t cure the cancer that had spread through her body.

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The funeral was not long after. In her mourning dress, tears streaming down her face, Phoenix utterly despised how beautiful her reflection was.

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Princesses don’t cry. Princesses don’t come to school covered in bruises because their fathers had nothing else to take out his pain on. Princesses don’t stop their songs because they could barely find the will to let out a whisper, let alone a belt. Princesses don’t put on smiling masks that crumble whenever the pain is too much- they’re simply expected to survive.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Phoenix Artem

What happens when the princess doesn’t like the fairy tale anymore?

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The princess doesn’t stop being kind, but the cold wall she puts up tells a different story. She doesn’t stop being graceful, but when she trades her dresses and lace for baggy hoodies and stained jeans, nobody would guess the former. She doesn’t stop being herself, but the only thing the world sees is that she’s stopped being perfect.

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‘You’re no princess- how could any prince ever love you?’

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She didn’t need a prince, though- not when she had Emory. Emory, whose smile could light up an entire palace. Whose jokes could light Phoenix up on even the darkest of days. Whose personality was such a stark contrast to what Phoenix had lived through for years that she couldn’t help but love her wholeheartedly.

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‘Bring that ***** around my house again, and I’ll put a bullet through both of your skulls.’

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Nights of sneaking out under the cover of darkness couldn’t be hidden forever, Phoenix supposed. He would’ve had to notice the cracked-open windows, or the pattering of footsteps, or the smile Phoenix had gained the courage to show more often. The night he knew was the night Phoenix not only feared for her own life, but for the love of her life as well. The night he knew was the night Phoenix had decided to up and leave, attempting to escape his cruelty for the rest of her days. The night he knew was the night the bottle swung across her face, marring her face forever more.

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‘Nobody knows what an eight’s life is like, until they’ve lived it.’

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Nobody expects a princess to have been an eight, even if for only three cold, destitute, and utterly lonely years. Phoenix would’ve thanked her lucky stars that the queen was thoughtful enough to campaign for the facilities Phoenix used to simply survive, had she believed she had any lucky stars left to call upon. Living as an eight was hard for a girl who’d barely started blossoming into a woman, and with nobody she trusted herself enough to go to, Phoenix became what others called a waste of a person, a stain on the perfect society of Illea.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Phoenix Artem

‘Well, if I can’t be a princess, I might as well try to be the knight in shining armor.’

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When rumors flew that Phoenix’s dad had drank himself into an early grave, she didn’t have the courage to go back home immediately- the fear of the bullet that was waiting for her was still ever present in her mind. Instead, she went somewhere she’d longed to go to since she’d run away, but was always too ashamed or nervous or just plain scared to go to- the fire station her mother had volunteered at. Phoenix remembered going there as a small child, hugging her mothers leg in fear she’d get separated from her forever. She remembered the sea of friendly faces, the warm smiles, the commitment to help. But the memories were just that- memories. Painful reminders of a past the Phoenix thought could never be again.

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That was, until she went there.

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They took her in with open arms, just as they had when she was a child. They gave her food and shelter and warmth, though whether this was out of loyalty to her mother or simply out of the kindness of their hearts, Phoenix didn’t know. As she healed, they taught her the ropes, giving her a connection to her mother that she hadn’t felt in years. It was cathartic, learning how to help people, save people, give them a second chance, just like Phoenix had been given.

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And, when she was ready, they went back to her home. Together.

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Signing up for The Selection wasn’t Phoenix’s idea- it was just a post-call dare taken after a stressful day to simply lighten the mood. It was one Phoenix regretted, too, as she stood in the chilly Labrador winter air, waiting for some prissy photographer to take her picture. It was a picture she scarce even tried for- her mouth was set somewhere between a pout and a scowl, her eyes dark and fiery. She wasn’t the epitome of potential royalty, to say the least.

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‘Now we have the Labrador candidate, and look at that beauty! Looks like this girl doesn’t need a smile to impress the royals, but that scar tells a story all on its own. I can tell this candidate’s going to be fiery, just like her namesake.’

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That’s why, when the news reported of the Selected girls blared over the station’s old, staticky TV, Phoenix was in utter disbelief. She, surprisingly, wasn’t at all angry- instead, she felt exposed. She didn’t want her scars bared all across the nation, or worse, hidden under layers of makeup and frilly gowns. She didn’t want to leave her calling behind, even if the others insisted she might find a better one within the royal palace.

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And she definitely didn’t want to admit to herself that just maybe, even after all these years, she might end up falling in love with Prince Charming after all.

Created by: @accalia

Lady Phoenix Artem’s Maids

Vanessa

Molly

Piper

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Lady

Margarita Alessia Hayes

Age: 19

Height: 5’8

Province: Belcourt

Likes: hiking, music, design, law books and movies, history and mythology, horses, motorcycles/cars, shooting ranges

Dislikes: boring chit chat, people who are stubborn but still wrong, bees, hospitals, country music

Talents: cooking, sewing, sports, driving, shooting good memory

Created by: @CerealKiller

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Lady

Margarita Alessia Hayes

maybe not, considering the king has passed and he was one to know her father personally, but most likely at least someone at the palace must have connected the dots between young miss hayes and lt general hayes of the illean army, who in only 20 years achieved many respectable things in the army and rank higher than supposed to at his years of service, thanks to his acts of courage in the latest war against new Asia. Margo was born a 7, her family was rather poor when her mother had gotten pregnant with her, resulting in her father joining the army to support the family and give them a good and happy life, making them a 2. Throughout most of her childhood, Margo lived without the presence of her father as he wasn’t usually around because of the army. Growing like that made Margo very independent and matured at a rather young age, as well as taught her to stand up for herself when needed and show confidence and presence in many situations.

Created by: @CerealKiller

Lady Margarita Alessia Hayes’s Maids

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Lady

Rosemary Edith Dolloway

Age: 19

Province: Calgary

Likes: Competition, being in the spotlight, winter, antique rooms, art exhibits, fashion, movies, cruises, parties

Dislikes: Losing, lazy and incompetent people, imperfections, hot weather, singing, staying idle for too long, showing emotion, violence, being told what to do

Talents: Acting and modeling, playing the piano (though it's been a while)

Created by: @idiot.exe

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Lady

Rosemary Edith Dolloway

Born as the only child to an actor and a model, Edith has known nothing but luxury. Her parents hold a high reputation, so from a young age, Edith was raised to live up to standards of perfection. Ever since she was a child, she was made to attend all kinds of classes and lectures, everything to make sure Edith is an excellent example of a lady. But no matter the classes, be it piano, singing, painting, mathematics, languages, Edith had no interest in sitting idly and studying. Her parents were her role models, so she aspired to become an actress and model just like them. Except, better.

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As a young and talented actress, she adored being in the spotlight. It wasn't uncommon for her to receive praise for her beauty, but rarely her talents. Edith didn't mind it, as long as they saw her as a perfect doll, she had no reason to worry. But as soon as she slips up, everything could fall apart. Her parents couldn't have been more proud of her, but yet, Edith wanted more than that. She didn't want to settle for just being a two, when the opportunity to rise up the ranks is in her hands. As long as she marries the prince, her image would finally be secured.

Created by: @idiot.exe

Lady Rosemary Edith Dolloway’s Maids

Daisy Belleville

Sera Milbourne

Juniper Ashton

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Lady

Samira "Mira" Baptiste

Age: 19

Height: ?

Province: Sonage

Likes: Rare Jewelry, Songbirds, Poetry, Fencing (She hides this), Dancing, Sewing, Various Sweets and Candy.

Dislikes: Her Perfectionism, Sour Food, Old Paintings, Flat Shoes.

Talents: Sewing, Song-Writing, Dancing, Fencing, Horseback Riding, Various Instruments.

Created by: @KayaWaya

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Lady

Samira "Mira" Baptiste

Samira is bold, bright, and breathtaking beyond measure. And she knows it. She's blunt and straight to the point- Never afraid to speak what's on her mind. Aside from her obvious sophistication she's still very much human, Competiting with her siblings has made her appearance-conscious over the years hence her desire to impress others to the near-extreme, she's creative and a talented seamstress she spent a long time perfecting her craft and an even longer time perfecting her singing voice, her keen eye for beauty is only matched by her appreciation for elite society. I promise she can spot an authentic diamond faster than any Jeweler in Sonage, while her love for high culture leads to occasional self-sabotage, she doesn't uphold others to her insane standard merely only herself, she's also deeply generous, willing to sacrifice even her beauty for the sake of others

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Samira grew up in a more than well off family of 7, Being the youngest out of her sisters a lot of pressure and expectation was put on Samira from a very young age, she began training not only to be a wife and mother one day but to be a more than capable one at that- Dancing and Singing at 7. Manners at 8, Instruments at 9, History and more at 10. The list goes on and on, she hasn't had a chance to breathe since she came out the womb. Her mother married her father to settle a long-time rivalry between another family. And although their marriage wasn't too bad. Her mother never truly loved her father as much as he loved her, Thus...she fled on Samira's 13th birthday with the house cook whom she apparently upheld an affair with over the years. No one has seen nor heard from her mother since, And Samira grew to resent her mother often calling her "weak" for abandoning her duties as a wife, Yet this change sparked a dark side for her former loving and encouraging father, He began taking his anger and hurt out on his children but Samira received the short end of the stick, When her siblings stopped training at 6, Samira would be forced to keep going until 10. She'd train until her legs were sore, And no matter how much she'd beg to have rest her father would push and push until she'd collapse. Due to this abuse she has a complex history of PTSD and Abandonment Issues. Her sisters have long either gotten married, attained even more wealth than they were already born with or just had another child. And as for Samira? To keep her family's honor and father's approval she must win the Selection. If she returns home a failure, Her family would never let her live it down..

Created by: @KayaWaya

Lady Samira "Mira" Baptiste’s Maids

Bia Augustin

Nicole Delva

Kita Cheri

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Lady

Seraphina Valencia Cho

Age: 18

Height: 5’5

Province: Baffin

Likes: Classical music, cats, white and blue flowers, milk tea

Dislikes: Rodents, the smell of coffee, constant positivity, spiders

Talents: Speaks English, Korean, Japanese and French, dance (specifically ballet), playing the piano

Created by: @Caticorn

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Lady

Seraphina Valencia Cho

Seraphina is the only daughter of a widowed soldier, whose wife died when Seraphina was only four years old. Before she died, her mother had made a name for herself as a singer. Due to the loss of his wife, her father doted on his daughter, granting her every desire. As much as she appreciated this, it could not replace the empty feeling inside of her, which persisted even when her father remarried. This emptiness eventually evolved into a cold and bitter disposition. Her stepmother didn’t think that this was very lady-like and spent most of Seraphina’s childhood trying to change it and make her more like her stepsister, who she viewed as sunshine incarnated. Much to her stepmother’s dismay, all this did was further Sera’s bitterness as she found her stepsister’s attitude annoying and put all her effort into being the opposite.

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If you can get past her coldness and cynicism, she is actually a reliable friend. She gives advice impartially and will make you listen whether you like it or not. While her cold gaze never truly disappears, if you get close enough with her, you might be able to see it warm up slightly. She is intelligent and also cunning, willing to do anything to get what she wants. Despite her cold disposition, she can be quite charming, which can aid her cunningness. She’s also very vain. Her appearance, and the maintenance of said appearance, is very important to her and she would never let anyone else see her unless she was absolutely satisfied with the way that she looks. She’s very determined and has now set her sights on a new target - being the wife of the prince. She knows that this will please her father and being successful would give her the opportunity to spite her stepmother and show her that she doesn’t need to change herself in order to find a husband.

Created by: @Caticorn

Lady Seraphina Valencia Cho’s Maids

Aiko

Sasha

Maria

Caste Three

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Lady

Emberlynn Meadow Draughtsman

Age: 17

Height: 5’7

Province: Fennley

Likes: Traveling and learning about new cultures, connecting with people from those different cultures, Upper-class sports such as polo, tennis as well as archery, Luxurious gourmet meals, Painting and other forms of art, Debates on science, history or literature, Horseback riding, Taking care of her appearance and dressing up

Dislikes: Hard physical work, The countryside and nature, she is a city girl, Not being the best at something, Confrontation, Uneducated people, Sharing

Talents: Speaks 5 languages (English, Spanish, Italian, Finnish and German) Knowledgeable on history. She is skilled in tennis.

Created by: @Jass

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Lady

Emberlynn Meadow Draughtsman

Emberlynn always had everything her heart desired. Anything she wanted, her parents got her. With two doctors as parents and her being an only child, they were very well off financially. This has made Emberlynn a quite spoiled and entitled person. She is used to being taken care of, as even with her parents working a lot, there was always staff around the house. Her parents want her to marry well, if possible even up to a two or even one. Therefore invested in her skills and qualities from a young age, especially due to them knowing there is an available prince around her age. She would always be dragged from one tutor to the other and did not have much time for herself or to develop her own hobbies. The plus side of this is that she is a truly intelligent young woman and loves a scientific debate, but also that she is raised to be aware of the etiquette and history of the country. Due to her parents taking her on multiple trips overseas, she is also aware of what is going on internationally, not just within the country. Now Emberlynn is somewhat older, she has a bit more freedom to decide for herself what her life will become. One decision she is already certain about is that the medical field is not where her heart lies. She is interested in either becoming an engineer or an architect, however, preferably she would not have to work at all and have a husband to support the family enough so she could stay at home and have the opportunity to do whatever she wants and travel loads. Personality-wise, Emberlynn is somewhat vain, a bit conceited, and overly politically correct, but she is also articulate, gentle, elegant, and graceful. Qualities that do make her confident in herself, and optimistic that the prince could fall in love with her.

Created by: @Jass

Lady Emberlynn Meadow Draughtsman’s Maids

Penn

Juniper

Maggie

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Lady

Astraea Chambers

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Carolina

Likes: Stargazing, Soft classical music, Cold rooms, Glittery makeup

Dislikes: Hot weather, Clutter, Constricting clothes, Overeating

Talents: Violin, Piano, Ballroom dancing

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Astraea Chambers

Astraea’s story, like many others, begins far before her birth, with a girl named Meredith Mason. You see, Meredith was a seven, born to a family with too many mouths to feed and too few paychecks to sate them. She worked since she was six years old trimming roses at the mansions of the upper castes, yearning to one day own them instead. She cared little for helping her family out of destitute, yearning only for her own eventual success. She trained since she was young, crafting gowns out of rags and singing songs of her own creation in the hopes of some day wooing a boy of higher caste into giving her the life she always felt she deserved.

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So, when she’d been chosen for the Selection, Meredith saw an opportunity for herself- if she successfully charmed Prince Regan, she would not only win herself the life of a social elite, but of a queen. Meredith saw no higher goal- this was the chance to get everything she’d ever dreamed of, and more. So, she’d made being the best option her full-time goal of the selection, romancing the prince whenever they were in the same vicinity, making herself the optimal choice for the people’s favorite, and wooing the royal family whenever she had the chance. She was so close- she’d been not only an Elite, but one of the three final girls the prince would be choosing from. She was so, so close.

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Then he proposed to Gemma Romano.

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Of course, the first thing Meredith did when she’d gotten home was marry herself off to the first eligible bachelor she’d deemed satisfactory, a wealthy Three surgeon, though she speaks in private company of how she regrets not finding herself a Two. Of course, her true goals being dashed made her extremely bitter over the years, and this bitterness extended even to her daughter.

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Astraea never suspected anything was abnormal about her childhood- she was simply being raised to be a princess. It wasn’t a claim of pride or arrogance, that she would some day marry the prince of Illea, but a supposed fact that had been repeated to her since the day she’d been born. After all, what else would all the silk dresses and dance lessons, piano recitals and violin instructors be for, if not makiné her a proper princess? Even when the truth of the Selection was revealed to her- against her mother’s intentions, through a magazine article- Astraea hadn’t assumed it was anything more than some extra theatrics before her eventual engagement.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Astraea Chambers

A childhood steeped in fairytale fantasy and a warped perception of her future made Astraea a rather quixotic, if not completely insufferable, child. She was bullied often by her peers due to her fanciful outlook on her life, though her insistence that her life would eventually work out to be just right always kept her spirits high- at least, somewhat. When she always came home at the end of the day, though, her mother always told her how lovely a young lady she was becoming, and her advice always made Astraea’s day just a bit brighter.

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“Sit straighter, darling. Don’t eat like a pig- no prince would marry a pig. And no, you cannot have seconds, sweetheart, you skipped lunch for a reason. Nobody likes a girl with baby fat, do they?”

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Of course they don’t. That’s why Astraea became what her mother liked to call ‘princess-shaped’- all bust and buttocks, with no fat pockets to speak of. Her teen years were spent on one meal a day or less, lest the excessive eating ruin her perfect figure. Astraea insisted this wasn’t toxic, nor unhealthy- the pangs of hunger might hurt at times, but every princess must fiéht for what she wants, and Astraea was no exception.

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When the Selection came around, Astraea was prepared for the first day of the rest of her life. She’d submitted her application, detailing her life in immaculate handwriting- which, of course, had been carefully approved by her mother- and been dressed in the finest day gown and makeup, painting her face in a constellation of silver freckles apt to her namesake. She was absolutely stunning, according to her ever-supportive mother- and apparently, whoever was choosing the Selected girls thought so, too.

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The night Astraea’s face flashed across the screen was the night her mother finally broke down. It was the night long-held tears fell, though Astraea couldn’t tell you if they were tears of relief or sorrow. It was that night when, in response to Astraea asking her mother what was wrong, she’d received a glass of bubbles- and a story.

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Astraea wasn’t destined for some inevitable royal engagement- that much was fairly obvious, though it still stung for her to hear it out loud. Her mother was still fairly confident she’d win the prince’s affections, though since, as her mother had out it, she was playing the ‘long con’- a years-long game to make her daughter become a princess, all so that she could finally claim that coveted rank of One she’d lost all those years ago.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

Astraea Chambers

Astraea was conceived when the Queen announced she’d be having a son, so that she’d be in the optimal age range when the Selection rolled around. She’d been honed from birth to be the most desirable girl in Carolina, in terms of both looks and skills. Every doctor's appointment, every tutor and trainer had all been part of a perfect lie for a potential princess.

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And… Astraea had a brother.

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It had slipped from her mother’s mouth after the two women had quite a number of drinks, and once the secret was out, her mother saw no reason to stop herself. The boy was a twin to Astraea, though he didn’t have any part in her mother’s perfect plan- he was simply another mouth to feed, another thing to draw her attention away from her daughter. So, she’d abandoned him a month after she’d given birth, letting the infant fend for himself against the harsh winter.

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Astraea hadn’t processed what her mother was saying in that moment, but the next morning the headaches and nausea struck her almost as hard as the grief over losing someone she hadn’t even known existed. She was disgusted with herself, her mother, the entire Selection. She wanted to quit, to lash out, but she didn’t even know where to start. What was she supposed to do when her whole life came crashing down?

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It was the night before she was to travel to the palace when she was caught. She’d been seen flirting with a boy from her class over dinner, and though she admittedly had no interest in the young man, nobody who’d witnessed the ordeal would’ve been able to tell. Her mother was furious at Astraea for risking her entire future over some stupid teenage rebellion, and though Astraea insisted that she had no feelings for the boy, her mother told her that now, she was to come home with the prince- or not come home at all.

Created by: @accalia

Lady Astraea Chambers’ Maids

Evelyn

Autumn

Talia

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Lady

Dariana Tiergan

Age: 19

Height: ?

Province: Zuni

Likes: her mother, her twin, her dad, sports, reading about medicine, reading in general, healthy food

Dislikes: her mother being sad, her stepmother (not really but eh), men who try to hit on her mom, her body, life at times, food that she doesn't deem 'healthy' enough

Talents: speaks 3 language, a good fencer, baking, treating wounds,

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Dariana Tiergan

Her father and mother divorced when she was young; her mother had taken her to her maternal providence, Zuni, and Dariana didn't care much because she couldn't remember much. She never bothered asking her mother questions, fearing to upset her or make her sad, but Dariana won't lie and say she has never questioned her mother. She has always wished to know the man whom she would call a father, but that thought never stayed long in her head. Her mother was lovely, beautiful, and gorgeous; her mother was overly feminine and graceful without being too flashy; she was everything Dariana wanted to be. Her mother was her inspiration and her dream, but the cause of a lot of her problems (not intentionally; her mother was a sweetheart) was that as Dariana looked up to her mother, who was a pretty popular lady among the men of Zuni with a natural thin figure, a small waist, and a perfect waist to hip ratio, she developed ednos. She developed an eating disorder called ednos with orthorexia and thrived on looking just like her mother, using her body and image to trigger herself. Dariana would also study to be smart like her nurse and mother, forcing herself to study at night to the point of exhaustion. She wanted to be perfect, just like her mother. Her mother never realized all this, of course; Dariana would do everything she could to hide it from her sweet, pure mother.

When Dariana was 14 or so, she was sent to a camp during the summer to have fun and learn. One day, Dariana had "binged," and she couldn't purge through workouts or fasting like she usually did, so instead, she tried to purge through puking for the first time. She was bending her head over the toilet of the camp, trying to purge, when a girl who looked quite similar to her, just with red hair, came and stopped her, asking her if she was ok. Dariana had sneered at the similar-looking girl and told her to mind her own business. The girl had ignored what Dariana said and gushed about how they looked quite similar, and Dariana, although she saw it, called the girl delusional and left the place. Hostility between them leads to them pulling pranks on each other.

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Dariana Tiergan

However, the prank ends with one of the other kids getting hurt and the counselor forcing them into isolation, separated from the other girls but together. Being forced to live together, Dariana and the girl discover that they are in fact related, and not only that they are twins. This triggers something in Dariana as she is suddenly taken back to the time when she was really young and her parents were shouting at each other. The girl, her twin, was holding her dad's hand as Dariana held her mom, and they were both crying as their parents dragged them apart. They hug and apologize to each other for the prank. The girl, her twin, then asked her why she found her bending over the toilet, and Dariana told her that she had stomach problems from eating the camp food, not wanting to tell her the real reason. Moreover, they hatch a plan to meet their previously unknown parents: each girl will train her twin to impersonate her, and they will switch places at the end of the summer. It works, and Dariana is shocked. Her father is married and can't be with her mother anymore, Dariana felt mad at her father, for marrying, for fighting with her mother (as she remembers in her head) and for letting separating her from her twin. Dariana wanted to truly resent him, tell him to fuck off, but she couldn't, not only for the fact she was pretending to be her sister but because her dad was just a really nice guy. And although her stepmom sucked for marrying her mother's 'man', her stepmother was shockingly sweet, but she just wasn't her mother. Secretly, Dariana and her twin switched again and Dariana went back to her mother. Dariana still remained in contact with her twin, secretly of course. Her twin and her then devise a plan to get their parents to meet again, reconcile and tell them the reason for the divorce, they would sign up to be a possible candidate for the Prince's bride and pray that they would get what they what. It seemed like the universe was in favor of them as Dariana and her twin were both chosen and the plan could go on.

Created by: @Kristi

Lady Dariana Tiergan’s Maids

April

Brittany

Name

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Lady

Austin Verona

Age: 19

Height: ?

Province: Ottaro

Likes: skiing, road trips, beer, cocktails, jump scares (horrors), Hallmark movies, being shown gratitude or thanks, being appreciated for the things she does

Dislikes: Snow, extreme ice, uncomfortable clothing that you only wear because they look nice, social media and keeping up with it, seeing people in pain or distress and not being able to help

Talents: suturing, fishing, sewing, swimming really fast (small boobs) and boxing

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

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Lady

Austin Verona

Austin used to be the fourth part of her family, but when she was too young to understand it, her mother and father started what first seemed like a silly fight. However, the fight, even though it started from a little insignificant problem, it turned so big it lead to divorce. Austin and her identical twin sister were too young to have had their own opinions that differ from their parents, so when Austin only remebered her father hating her mother in the first few months after the divorce and then not mentioning her much afterwards, she also immedaitely thought poorly of her mother and the twin sister that she didn’t get to see again for a long time since they both moved far away. Austin and her father, Vance Verona, stayed in the same place, but since she didn’t have a mother figure since she was 5 until she was 12, she became more like a boy than like a girl. She doesn’t mind dressing up, but she is more comfortable in boyish clothes. When she was 14 her father remaried, and this time he wasn’t so young and stupid so this marriage wasn’t going to end anytime soon like his first. Her step-mother was more like a mother she missed to her, not a woman that entered into her life, so she was always glad to have her. She asked her father to go to a summer camp, knowing if she went away during summer, her parents could finally go to the honeymoon they’ve been putting off.

In the summer camp Austin walked into one of the toilets just to see her twin sister … She looked horrible and pretty out of it. Her gaze looked like she was beaten down by something and her fingers looked like they were in the water for a long time because they were creased like skin gets when it’s in the water for a long time. It was Austin’s first time seen Dariana so her opinion of her hadn’t changed, but she was worried for her … Even though her father is a dentist, and her step-mother, a dental surgeon, Austin was surrounded by dad’s work friends since he wasn’t active enough outside of work to get friends he didn’t meet at work, and Austin learned a lot from them, and a lot has rubbed on off her especially the empathy it takes to do work like that. So when Dariana was at her lowest, she tried to help and asses the situation but the girl was extremely rude, probably becuase Austin stopped her from doing something she had an unhealthy obsession with. Thankfully, when she was seated, Dariana finally recognied her twin sister and during their vacation they found out they’re not as bad as they remeber them to be … But human memory is a tricky thing, especially for memories made in early childhood. Dariana and Austin promised to keep in touch, and they did, with letters, but they did it in secret, not knowing how their parents would react. After a while they agreed to talk to their parents and have them meet up and see each other in a more positive light after that huge fight, so they could become friendly again so the twins would meet each other more often and so they wouldn’t have to secretly write letters to each other. They didn’t manage to talk to their parents about it, when Dariana admitted in a letter that her uncle forced her mother to force her to apply for the selected. When Austin realized she could not only see her twin sister again if she also applied, but also help her with her eating disorder, and help her out through the selected progress knowing she might need support being forced to go there. Austing also wanted to go out there to make some friends who aren’t somehow connected to her father’s occupation and to see Angeles.

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

Lady Austin Verona’s Maids

Willow

Cynthia

Jade

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Lady

Agnetta Yvonne Sogvet

Age: 17

Height: 5’6

Province: Allens

Likes: Astronomy, Confident People, Horseback Riding, Stars in General, Swimming, Stories, Tea

Dislikes: Astrology, Gardening, Necromancy, Being Shown Up, New People Being Touchy Feely

Talents: Embroidery, Calligraphy, Finnish, Italian

Created by: @Tina.g

Available for Adoption

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Lady

Agnetta Yvonne Sogvet

Steal, lie, or beg. Whether via luck or sheer force, Agnetta has always gotten her way—only she would know, that slippery serpent. Growing up with plush and luxury all around her, Netta had always been the bold and brave. She never really appreciated the “getting your hands dirty” in a literal sense, but she wasn't afraid to offer you the frank and unvarnished truths. Even though Ags was extremely ambitious, in her self-centered manner she could sometimes come across as cruel or dictatorial, making her appear even more brazen. Because she could succeed him as a professor, her father had nurtured that flame until it got too hot for him, at which point he abandoned her entirely rather than assisting her in confronting her emotions. Her hotshot doctor mom—who didn't exactly have time for her "rebellious" and "emotional" daughter also left things go.

When Ags was eleven years old, Gramma Agatha took over. Instead of avoiding the flame, she allowed it to burn in such a way that it transformed Netta's standoffishness into courteous socialization, her daring advances into bold love, and a big heart that burned hot as ever. Tea and manners in the day, stargazing and stories at night. Ags found her love for the stars from night to night again with her Gramma. But that’s when she first heard about The Selection. Gramma Agatha told the story of her Grandmama Reetta. Who had been in the selection. It had been an adventure story, a slow burn, historical fiction even, and a tragedy all in one. Agnetta always imagined herself in her great grandmama’s shoes, competing for love.

Created by: @Tina.g

Available for Adoption

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Agnetta Yvonne Sogvet

But when age of fifteen rolled around, so did the untimely death of Gramma Agatha. Agnettas heart shattered into pieces so small that they lodged themselves into the tiniest crevices of her soul and spirit. All she was was the shell of a girl who walked on the beaches of Allens and consumed all her time with learning about the stars. That’s were her Gramma had gone, she thought she had better now something them. About a year and a half later, guess who had an idea from whispers on the street? Guess who had power and was hardly a year older than herself? Her grandmother had left, therefore she reasoned that she should take action. Working her way into the selection would be risky and hard… but to keep Gramma Agatha alive, to live Great Grandmama Reettas dream—she would inspire, she would overcome, she would win. Because if not a winner, not a brave soul, if not doing something who was Agnetta Yvonne Sagvet?

Created by: @Tina.g

Available for Adoption

Lady Agnetta Yvonne Sogvet’s Maids

Heather Richards

Midnight Cooper

Viola Patel

Caste Four

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Lady

Andrea Acker

Nickname: Andie

Height: ?

Age: 17

Province: Kent

Talents: Gardening, caring of animals, butchering animals, hunting, raising farm animals, cooking, chopping down wood, surviving in the wild, driving a car, truck and tractor, beer and whiskey brewing, knows a little bit of Finnish from school

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

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Lady

Andrea Acker

Likes: Spring Onions, swimming, dancing, running, John Steinbeck, Ice Skating, animals, big band and 80s synthpop, herbal flowers, rain, comfortable home-knitted clothing, Seven brides for seven brothers, fireplaces and campfires, beer and whiskey

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Dislikes: Ice fishing, eating out and with people, waiting rooms, ants, Schrodinger's assholes, fake people, people in higher castes thinking they're better that ones in lower castes, sexism, mansplaining, the middle of Seven brides for seven brothers, complaining

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Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

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Lady

Andrea Acker

Twenty five years ago, in Bankston, the Acker family had a farm and only one son. The son, being part of the Four caste didn't want to become a farmer like his father but instead what other employments his caste offered him. He settled for being having his own construction business, with a promise to his father that if he can no longer work on the farm, he would take over. When that happened, with no other children, the father was forced to resign for his health and the son took over. However, it was obvious he didn't have the heart it took to take over a farm and that he was only doing it out of obligation. People didn't mind working for him, and he didn't mind working as a farmer, but nobody could deny he wasn't cut out for it. To make it right, he decided to marry one of his father's farmhands, a girl who knew what she was doing and everybody agreed would know how to do everything when it comes to being a farm owner. She was the one who did everything and her husband allowed her to do things how she wanted knowing it would be how his father would've wanted since he adored some of his workers and his ideas (her included) and his talents were used on barn raising and making houses more durable for his farmhands and his other help. They had only one child and it was a daughter. The father feared if they didn't have more children the same thing that happened to his father and him, would happen again and nobody would be left to take over the farm when they both resigned or died. However, it turned out that their child, Andrea, was just what the farm needed. She would joyfully work for the farm, care for the farm animals, ask to be a part of some work that was deemed too much for a little girl. Years later she's still the same girl who enjoys doing the chores, even though her face doesn't show it. Her grandfather died when she was 7 years old and he told her how proud he was of her and how she should continue down that road ... That is one of the bigger reasons why she's just like this ... The other is that being raised like an heir and doing manly chores too, she isn't quite as graceful as any lady, but she's tougher and more productive than any lady, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

Lady Andrea “Andie” Acker’s Maids

Banu Bouwmeester

Amalia Baker

Hannah Taylor

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Lady

Azra Mayene

Age: 18

Height: 5’4

Province: Waverly

Likes: Sweets, peonies, rain,stars and the moon, fog, running, apple cider, learning languages, mythology, and postcards

Dislikes: Roses, lies, bees, Ticking of a clock, anything tomato, Knick knacks, and quilting

Talents: She can speak Spanish, Portuguese, Latin, ASL, and French. In the process of learning Arabic. She has a knack for cooking thanks to her mom, but don’t ask her to bake! She is a fast runner. She has good rhythm and can dance quiet well. She is very good at geometry.

Created by: @Madilnel

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Lady

Azra Mayene

She is the only girl from her family other than her mother. She had to grow up quickly to learn how to take care of her siblings and the household. She has a twin brother who is deaf and he is the reason she was taught sign language. She is very protective of him and vice versa, as all her brothers are to her. All of her brothers work for their fathers construction company that mostly builds homes for caste 2 people but they once got a job with the castle to fix the bricks. She was too young to remember this. The family business has been in her family for 3 generations. Her mother took care of the household and in her downtime taught Azra many different that she had taught herself form reading. She is pretty handy when she needs to be thanks to her family’s business. She has been taught how to take care of a household and a home. She was taught to always keep the house clean and food on the table.

Created by: @Madilnel

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Lady

Azra Mayene

Azra is driven by passion. She’s very adventurous and open to new things, despite being sheltered growing up. She definitely pushed her boundaries to see and do things without her family knowing, but she would never do anything to disappoint them or leave her reputation tainted. She’s bold and has a strong voice when she uses it and she knows the appropriate times to do so. She is confident and knows who she is/where she has come from. She is not one to be careless about things, she gives her all in everything she does. She cares for those who put effort into her. If she sees that it is one sided, she will close herself off. But if you have showed her you are invested she will be there always for you. She values friends and family over everything and will go to war for them. She can be a bit jealous, even if she doesn’t want to admit it. She can stay cool and collected in many situations and it takes a lot for her to publicly lose her cool. She is a perfectionist in all things she does because she doesn’t want to let anyone down.

Created by: @Madilnel

Lady Azra Mayene’s Maids

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Lady

Wren Laurents

Age: 18

Height: 5’3

Province: Likely

Likes: Androgynous clothes, gems and stones, reading, archery

Dislikes: Dresses, crowds, loud noises

Talents: Knows German, making jewelry, archery, singing, gem and stone identification

Created by: @Ouijaloveletters

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Wren Laurents

Wren was born in Likely to parents that owned a jewelry store. Due to this, she grew up around gems and stones, so she knows a lot about them, and can tell fakes from the real thing. Well, technically “they”. Wren may have been born female, but at the age of 14, discovered that they didn’t…exactly feel female. They then took on more of an androgynous look, but realize they have to pretend to be female for the selection. Due to harboring this secret, they’re very quiet and aloof as to not attract attention. They highly doubt they’ll get the prince’s attention, but they might as well try. Also, they’re Pansexual, so the fact that they’re surrounded by females that they may develop crushes on could be a huge problem.

Created by: @Ouijaloveletters

Lady Wren Laurents’s Maids

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Amanda Cuisinier

Age: 20

Height: 5’4

Province: Dominica

Likes: Singing, Music, Parties, Drinking with friends, Having fun and letting loose, Bonfires on the beach, Joking around, Tight fitting clothes, Short nails, The colour black, The little things in live, such as a sunset or a beautiful night sky

Dislikes: A too serious vibe, Cooking, at least not professionally, Heels, Boring small talk, Being put into boxes, Closed-minded people

Talents: Singing and playing the guitar. Cooking, while she doesn't want to admit it, it is in her blood.

Created by: @Jass

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Amanda Cuisinier

Amanda is the 'troublesome' child of two chefs who own a restaurant. She never focused on education, her friends and partying were always much more important to her. She is the light of the party, and if it was up to her she would become a 5 and follow her passion for music. However, her parents are highly against her doing so, and in a last effort to make Amanda change her mind and get her married, they forced her to join the selection. While Amanda is anything but excited about it, she agreed on the very last day. The only reason being it would open up opportunities for her to follow her passion for music by becoming a music producer, instead of being in caste 4 where she didn't fancy any job, and she always still had the backup plan of marrying a 5 if she wouldn't end up liking that. Plus, being in such a fancy place, they must be some interesting parties. So the time there probably wouldn't be that bad, she decided. Amanda isn't actually interested in the prince at all romantically, let's just say if he would have been a female she might just have been..

Created by: @Jass

Lady Amanda Cuisinier’s Maids

Natalie

Heather

Serene

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Lady

Maren Granger

Age: 17

Height: ?

Province: Columbia

Likes: puzzles, spending time with friends, planning

Dislikes: social injustices, apologizing, exercise

Talents: making money

Created by: @raviola

Available for Adoption

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Maren Granger

Maren comes from a pretty put together, upper middle class family. She can be a bit spoiled, and isn't good with nature, always kind of gravitating towards glamping and all of the yassified versions of every day activities. She's a pretty easy girl to understand, appreciates a good compliment, respectful, and secure in herself and her attachments. She's very cute, and can be funny, just a little bit sassy. Being a very confident individual, she does not care about having to put someone in their place, and can get defensive over people she cares for after so many years of watching her little brother, a "low functioning" autistic get bullied for so long. As an older sibling, she's used to taking on too many responsibilities so sometimes she can be a bit stubborn, but overall she likes to keep it classy, standing up for the underdog and smiling at the people she sees.

Created by: @raviola

Available for Adoption

Lady Maren Granger’s Maids

Maddie

Evelynn

Chia

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Lady

Lucia Alice Palmer

Age: 17

Height: ?

Province: Dakota

Likes: Architecture, Baking, History, Reading

Dislikes: Crowded Rooms, High Temperatures, Plastic

Talents: Architecture, Writing, Debating, Diplomacy

Created by: @astralis

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Lady

Lucia Alice Palmer

Growing up in a famliy comprised of real estate brokers and agents, Lucia knew the power of land and money first hand. Their only child and the only one that would be possible due to fertility and compatibility issues. And while that destroyed her dear parents souls, young Lucia only knew luxury as she was doted on. As a young child, her parents primed her to be the best possible match for any higher caste who’s eyes may fall her way. Her mother, enamoured with the idea of royalty had found it a sign that she was with a child so quickly after the royal prince’s had been born. Perhaps that was what possessed her mother’s mind to believe that Lucia was a child blessed from above.

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Lucia was given every want she could need and educated beyond the average for her caste and status, her parents investing money into their child’s education. As she grew older, she found her love for history andthe humanities. While her parents had hoped she would find love in engineering or science, Lucia was a born historian. From dates, to important figures to the consequences of history in the present, Lucia knew it all.

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She had a joy about her when it came to such topics, but the rest of her family lacked it when it came to her interest. She found her parents to be rather disappointed that she wanted more than to be a dusty historian or a librarian instead of a psychiatrist and architect. She didn’t even have a solid interest in real estate in which she could carry on the family business.

Created by: @astralis

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Lady

Lucia Alice Palmer

While this caused conflict between families, Lucia eventually relented as it was a better idea financially and socially. She kept her love of books and the past where they belonged in the past. She focused on the present and became a student of architecture.

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A student first and foremost, Lucia embodies curiosity to the highest extent. She is eager to learn and finds love in listening to audiobooks, stories and reading them herselves. She is an intense debater and enjoys arguing points and stances with other people. She’s extremely empathetic and finds it easy to relate to people even if she hasn’t been through the exact circumstances herself. She’s ambitious and enjoys to know more and succeed in her pursuits both personally and professionally. She hides it somemwhat, but she’s a romantic and enjoys a good love story. She aims to impress, consistently working with a hard work ethic in order to chase her dreams. She finds it hard to focus on one thing until another is completed and will continually destroy her progress and repeat until it’s right. She’s diplomatic and prefers not to be a part of fights and instead aims for resolution instead, one beneficial for both sides. She’s extremely justice-oriented and strives for balance and order.

Created by: @astralis

Lady Lucia Alice Palmer’s Maids

Elaria Minsel

Katie Forgraves

Daria Caddle

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Lady

Kaia Waterfield

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Honduragua

Likes: Engineering, boats, sailing, being creative, sketching concepts, working with her hands, exploring

Dislikes: Being idle, sitting still, shallow and boring people, leaving work to others, predictable situations, disloyalty

Talents: A bit of sailing and marine engineering, drawing, business management

Created by: @idiot.exe

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Lady

Kaia Waterfield

Kaia was born in a seaside town, growing up in a comfortable home with her two parents. She lost her mother at a young age, leaving her father to raise her on his own. He owned one of the biggest ship businesses in the area, passed down through generations. Kaia, being the only child, was pressured to continue their legacy. But rather than buying and selling ships, she's always been more interested in how they're built and how they function. She spent a lot of her free time watching the engineers work on the ships, instead of focusing on how she could sell the final product. Kaia never liked the idea of sitting idly in an office chair, but rather building things herself and working with her own two hands. Unfortunately, her position didn't allow her to pursue her dreams.

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Kaia loved her father dearly and didn't want to disappoint him, so she accepted to continue the family legacy. He was the only person Kaia had, even if the two of them weren't so close. She might've had friends, but they were all distant. Alongside that, she felt indebted to her father. But when she received news that she was selected to marry the prince, her father refused and tried to stop her. As much as Kaia felt bad about breaking her promise to continue the legacy, she couldn't let an opportunity like that go. At night, she snuck out of her home, making her way with the rest of the selected girls. She couldn't go back, no matter how much she regretted it.

Created by: @idiot.exe

Lady Kaia Waterfield’s Maids

Giselle Helfer

Melody Helfer

Name

Caste Five

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Lady

Cecelia Allegro

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Whites

Likes: books, languages, classical antiquity, black, coffee

Dislikes: loud people, mess, meat, sodas, sports

Talents: sculpting, learning languages, Greek

Created by: @astxrism

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Lady

Cecelia Allegro

Two older sisters (twins), two older brothers, a mother and a father - kids dragged into the world of art and sculpting - Cecelia sure had a turbulent childhood. Just imagine Cinderella and you might get a better picture of it, Cecelia’s family situation was just a bit different. Cecelia was the one who would get in trouble when her sisters mess up, she was the one responsible for everything bad that happened even if she had nothing to do with it. It kind of sucks being the youngest child and having two older sisters who were inseparable and competitive. And her brothers… Well, they didn’t care that much. They were all competitive in their own ways, all looking out only for themselves. It’s not that her parents aren’t loving, they are… Kind of, but they have their priorities. Always working and creating sure does leave their kids feeling like they are not that important. At least that’s how Cecelia felt most the time, she does think things were different before she was born, when they only had two or three kids and were still excited about this new life with kids. All their love wasted on them, leaving Cecelia with nothing. Ever since she was a little girl all she knew was how to work with clay and make something out of nothing, but that’s not what was interesting to her. Her siblings were always too focused on that, wanting to be just like their father and make him proud - Look what I made dad, how much do you think I can get for this? - while Cecelia was interested in other things. In books and stories, taking every opportunity she can to learn something new, to start learning a new language or practicing Greek. Yes, Greek. When you’re living with sculptures, no matter how much you try to stay away from it all, you to start liking classical antiquity. The only time when she could truly relax and be happy was late at night when everyone went to bed and the world got quiet. That was the time when she would read and write, get lost in in her own little words she never wanted to escape from.

Created by: @astxrism

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Lady

Cecelia Allegro

When you take the blame for everything your siblings do because you’re the youngest, when you’re always told what to do and never get a chance to defend yourself - you do get a little insecure. Being neglected by her parents and treated badly by the rest of her family when she needed then most love made Cecelia the way she is now. Because of all of that she thinks that’s how everyone was going to treat her so she pushed everything good she had inside of her down and embraced being a girl she knows she’s not. Cecelia was once a kind girl with the biggest smile on her face despite everything, a girl with so much hope of things getting better - now she is pretending to be different, a girl with a bad attitude. All of that only to protect herself now that she’s out of her family home, being one of the candidates. But Cecelia is still the same girl deep down, she’s just been hurt too many times in her life so she naturally pushes people away. She has never been shy, she’s just often quiet and likes to keep to herself. Because she would always get some kind of criticism Cecelia never learned how to properly express her feelings so she would never speak her mind, she’s not the one who knows how to do that hence why someone might assume she is cold and unapproachable. On the other hand, she is an independent girl and very responsible. She never leaves things for the last minute, she’s always on time and always organized. All her life she had to work hard for what she wanted and give her best. Despite seeming reserved, Cecelia has a big heart and would always offer to help, never expecting anything in return.

Created by: @astxrism

Lady Cecelia Allegro’s Maids

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Lady

Camila Alejandra Imagen

Age: 19

Height: 5’5

Province: Bonita

Likes: Photography, Walking in nature (especially on the beach), Spending time with friends, Dancing, Swimming, surfing, and everything else that has to do with water, Family meals, Reading, Laughing, Cuddling with the dogs

Dislikes: Celebrating birthdays, Being stuck inside, Cooking and cleaning, Feeling rushed, Inequality and the caste system, Being told what to do, Having to dress up, she hates uncomfortable dresses, Sugarcoating and playing nice

Talents: Fluent in English as well as Spanish.

Created by: @Jass

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Lady

Camila Alejandra Imagen

Camila grew up in a Hispanic close-knit middle-class family. It was her, her parents, and 4 younger siblings. They lived very near the beach, which she absolutely loves. Her mom used to be a caste 2, a fairly well-known model, who ended up falling in love with one of the photographers she met at her job. Even if she married down and gave up most of her luxurious life for love, she always encouraged Camila to be an independent woman and strive for whatever brings her happiness. Don't settle for anything she doesn't want to be. When Camila was 17, her mother passed away. While this was devastating for Camila, it lit that flame within Camila to become the woman her mother would have been proud of. She started working more closely with her father, and deeply fell in love with the occupation of photographer and working with cameras. While her dad didn't let her be in too many pictures herself, she would secretly have photoshoots with friends where she was in front of the camera, which she enjoys a lot as well. The spotlight is not something she is afraid of, and knowing the camera well, she is very photogenic. Camila is a very bubbly, social, and outgoing person, who loves being around people. Even if she enjoys being a photographer, when the opportunity arose to join the Selection and possibly improve not only her own life but that of her family as well, she did not hesitate for a minute. With the death of her mother and having 6 mouths to feed, the family had been struggling financially. This could be their chance to live carefree once again. Therefore Camila feels a responsibility towards her family to give it all she got, even if she fundamentally is against the idea of the castes and the royal family. She strongly believes people are equal no matter their caste or gender, and hates how people think they are better than others due to the caste they were born into. There is a naivety in her however that things can change for the better, and she is open-minded to experience the royal life and judge for herself now she has been elected for the Selection.

Created by: @Jass

Lady Camila Alejandra Imagen’s Maids

Emma

Lillian

Hailey

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Lady

Lum Serena Walker

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Clermont

Likes: Baking, cooking, crocheting, writing, The prince, Love, romance, reading

Dislikes: rude people, mess, soda, reality

Talents: cooking, knot tying, flower arranging, poetry, cleaning, writing, crocheting, lip reading, remembering details

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Lum Serena Walker

"To be loved to madness – such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover.”

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Lum Walker absolutely loved love, love was the reason she existed, the reason she was alive and kept living. Born to a father who is a sculptor and a mother who was a circus performer, Lum was the second born in her family, her elder brother was a painter who loved to paint all different kinds of things and Lum fell in love with her brother's paintings. Lum fell in love with everything, paintings, sculpting, comedy, boys and love. From a young age all she dreamed about was falling love, a man who will take her from any and of all of her problems, a man will see her the same way her father saw her mother as a muse. When she was 14, Lum had read stories that were quite popular within girls of her age and older where she came from; stories about nobles falling in love with lower class girls and carrying them away from all their troubles and Lum wanted to be loved like the girls in those stories. When she was young, her brother had brought home a picture of the prince, she had sneaked a peak of the prince's face and it was love at first sight, or more like the idea of it. She started researching about the prince and joined the ladies around her age fandom of the prince, they called themselves Beckenheads. They would swoon over pictures of the prince and write stories about the prince. Little Lum would write short stories about the prince and little love confessions she would keep in a box, which she would read to herself each night before bed and giggled as she imagined herself as the Prince's fiance, not the queen of the people but the Prince love.

Created by: @Kristi

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Lady

Lum Serena Walker

It was stupid and silly for her to be in love with a man she has or probably will never meet, she knew, but for someone like her who inhaled and exhaled love it was normal. At 16, she studied to become the perfect wife for the prince, not that she truly believed that she would ever marry the prince or the prince will fall for her, she was not that delusional, but it was just fun and it would help her become the perfect wife for someone someday. Lum also wanted to start a baking factory or store, she was a lover after all and she believed that love could be found in food and baking was just pleasing. She would make all kinds of foods and would swoon at the thought of becoming a big baker who will get enough money to repay her parents and elder brother for being who they are and who would get noticed by the handsome prince.

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Some years later, Lum had discovered that she was selected to be a candidate for the prince's bride and she was overjoyed. it was as if the universe had heard her players, her and her best friend Amity jumped and hugged and kissing each other's cheeks in joy. Even if she would not win the selection, she would meet the prince. How could she not be happy? All the written love letters that no one but her would ever see came to life in a way no one would expect. Lum was a candidate, Lum will see the prince, Lum will be in love with love even more and Lum will show the palace her tasty treats.

Created by: @Kristi

Lady Lum Serena Walker’s Maids

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Lady

Aydan Ivy Hain

Age: 19

Height: ?

Province: Hudson

Likes: Persistence, Setting Sun, Popcorn Smell, The Color Orange, Multitasking, Lava Lamps

Dislikes: Symmetry, Very Quiet Places, Closed Off People, Family/Friend Arguments

Talents: Dance, Reading Body Language

Created by: @Tina.G

Available for Adoption

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Lady

Aydan Ivy Hain

Aydan grew up surrounded by the circus, crazy cool people, crazy loud crowds, and a crazy amount of pressure to do better than the “act” as her sissy often puts it. Aydan loves the circus, it was her life her family, but there’s no denying the amazing dancer she is. Her parents have tried tirelessly to get her away from any career within five or lower, but watching her slave her evenings to dance was magical to anyone, there was no way they could completely pull her away.

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Aydan wouldn’t exactly say she has “figured myself out” and really doesn’t know the world—only the people in it. Her life was surrounded by huge crowds, so how could she not learn tells and body language? To impress a crowd you must know the crowd, and to know a crowd, well let’s just say she has no problem pulling out almost any stop to hear a crowd roar. She loves to live life on the edge, but has much reeled herself in with her parents concerned about her future. She tries not to let her crazies out though her wild streak usually finds a way around any crack or crevice.

Created by: @Tina.G

Available for Adoption

Lady Aydan Ivy Hain’s Maids

Nina

Casey

Jayden

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Lady

Fabianne Cellini

Age: 18

Height: 5’6

Province: Hansport

Likes: Books, music, nature, poetry, photography, flowers, chocolate, drawing

Dislikes: Violence, cold weather, running, rude entitled people, grapefruit

Talents: Speaks English, Italian, Arabic and French. Good at Piano, cooking, writing, swimming, photography and pool

Created by: @CerealKiller

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Lady

Fabianne Cellini

Fabienne’s life weren’t perfect for the most part, growing up with a single mother who was originally a 7 until she got married to her now late husband. Fabianne’s birth wasn’t planned to say the least, and at that point in her life, raising a child was very hard on her mother who gave everything she could to give her a happy childhood, which wasn’t always easy and didn’t always work, so as the opportunity arose, she joined the selection in order to find happiness for herself and her family, and potentially even true love.

Fabianne is a nice girl overall, she loves books and music and has a very active imagination. Growing up in a low-key sheltered home, now that she’s grown she dreams about exploring, learning all the things life has to offer and seeing all the things she read about in her own eyes. She’s friendly and open minded and tries her best to help others when needed.

Created by: @CerealKiller

Lady Fabianne Cellini’s Maids

Luciana

Kateri

Sailor

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Lady

Aria Velasquez

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Paloma

Likes: stuffed animals, music, smoking

Dislikes: school, routine, being friendly

Talents: makeup, producing/composing, singing

Created by: @raviola

Available for Adoption

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Lady

Aria Velasquez

Evaluna was the child of a single teen mother, and she had a dad in the beginning but he eventually left. Poor and seemingly hopeless but she always had her mother’s artistic flare. She was considered kind of a weird emo girl among her friends, but behind it was also a unique talent her mother never got the opportunity to nurture. She made music and loved it, kind of an alternative, pop punk type beat and has been recently gaining attention for it, the reason for her evolving lavish lifestyle. She loves attention, and she always finds a way to get it regardless of her social reject demeanor. The truth is that she gets along fine with people, she’s just afraid of them getting too close to her because she grew up sexually abused. Her mother, a fellow hurt individual, married her step father who was very cruel. Her mother never hurt her, but Luna has always held her bystanding against her internally. She can be a little bit awkward when confronted, but she likes to make herself look cool by insinuating things that will never happen. She’s not particularly loyal due to her fear of standing up for herself, but she’s very empathetic and just wants to be loved.

Created by: @raviola

Available for Adoption

Lady Aria Velasquez’s Maids

Gracie

Julia

Paulina

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Lady

Ayla Yang

Age: 19

Height: 5’9

Province: Tammins

Likes: Seabathing, Mythology, being praised, the feeling of productivity, people pleasing, tight hugs, tutoring, the feeling of superiority (when it comes to knowledge or scores), poetry

Dislikes: Staying inside for too long, overwhelm, unnecessary expensive things, wealth gap, high Gini index, her birthday, being sleepy in public transit, getting lost, storms or bad weather that bring a bad mood to everybody, disrespectful people and childish adults

Talents: Singing, playing piano and violin, fast learner, language learning (knows German, Chinese and Latin), academic overachiever, avid tennis player, cooking, taking care of children (her parents had 7 children, of course she had to step in once or twice to help raise the youngest few)

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

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Lady

Ayla Yang

Ayla is the first of seven children. First came Ayla, then Athena, then Yan, then Thor, then June, then Rod and lastly Sonny. Ayla is a mixture of 1/4 German and 2/4 Asian and 1/4 Illean. Since Illea is in bad relationship with New Asia, Ayla's family and they way most of them looked Asian, didn't help them. When baby Ayla was born her parents were still young and wanted to do whatever it took to not seem like the enemy, and so when Ayla was young she was taught to always be nice to everybody, to work hard always because her parents believed if she was very well mannered and worked hard enough through her life, she would be rid of the stigma around her physical simmilarity to the enemy country ... But when they realized that it led nowhere and a lot of people were prejudiced against them, they slowly stopped doing everything in their power to rid them of the stigma. That's why as they had more children, they started acting more and more casual with them, with Ayla being the one most sternly raised among them all. The rest of Ayla's life wasn't that interesting. She was being prejudice against, bullied, made fun of, and distrusted for looking like an enemy, but it gradually stopped, as it wasn't fun for bullies to bully a person that doesn't react and it left people feeling guilty for mistreating or mistrusting somebody based only on their looks when she responded in kind.

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

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Lady

Ayla Yang

Ayla was taught to swallow it all, but she sometimes enjoyed making people sweat like this. She was a straight A student, but her parents instilled a fear of failure into her because of the impossible dream they were trying to build of not being judged. As Ayla lived her busy life, she thought her parents learned their lesson, but a new hope was awoken in them when they learned the Prince is looking for a wife. They thought maybe if she becomes a Queen, even though she isn't from New Asia and wouldn't know a thing about the people, the culture or teh heritage, her parents and some of her siblings thought seeing a Queen like this would help with ethnic people who look Asian with how they're being seen and help diminish the connection between certain ethnic traits and New Asia. Ayla almost had a fit hearing her parents think this, becuase she never saw herself as good enough to be in Illea, let alone become the Queen of it, but as she realized how the way people like her would be seen in a completly new and better light thanks to her ... She felt obliged and even happy to sign up. She's especially happy to sign up because she knows this is the one thing where if she fails she can't blame herself, and if she does all she can during the selection of being how her parents acted when they were young, she would do enough to have the same effect except at a lesser extent and probably pave the way for others to do what she could not.

Created by: @LunaticLeviTheSecond

Lady Ayla Yang’s Maids

Name

Name

Name

Caste Six

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Lady

Sanura Seif

Age: 20

Height: 5’9”

Province: Panama

Likes: Her freedom, animals, high places, outdoor

Dislikes: people telling her what to do, dresses (dressing up), people who take advantage of other people

Talents: Athletic, first aid, agile, dancing, sewing

Note: She has a large scar on her back

Created by: @Meekepeek

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Lady

Sanura Seif

Sanura is a layback and easygoing person. She does everything at her own pace and in her own way. She doesn't do anything she doesn't want to and refuses to give in to pressure.

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The only time she didn't get her way was when she was told she was a candidate. Sanura immediately wanted to refuse, but her parents deprived her of this opportunity and sent her to the prince in the hope that their only child will finally find the love of her life. However, Sanura is not interested in romance at all, and is not looking forward to fighting over a man. in fact, she is against the whole selection, but has to now participate in it.

Created by: @Meekepeek

Lady Sanura Seif’s Maids

Holly

Sasha

Madison

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Lady

December Crest

Age: 18

Height: ?

Province: Lakedon

Likes: Lively background noise, Coffee with creamer, Fresh strawberries, The smell of citrus, Cold showers, Ginger tea

Dislikes: Confined spaces, Dirty bed sheets, Silence, Unlit areas

Talents: Cooking, Cleaning and organization, Taking care of kids

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

December Crest

In nearly every regard, December is a perfectly average girl. Growing up a Six maid to a wealthy family of Twos had its ups and downs, but her early years were spent in surprising comfort for a girl of such low caste. She had three older siblings and a younger one by the time she was four, her eldest two of different fathers. December never thought to question this family structure that was so different to the family she served- most of the lower castes had large families, if more tight-knit than hers, and she was happy in her position.

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Of course, happiness never really lasts long for those of lower castes- December’s father, her mother’s first husband, packed up and left one cold winter evening, disappearing off into the night. Her mother crumbled, leaving the young December, only thirteen at the time, to pick up the pieces. Her eldest sibling married herself off to a Four, the second in line ran away, and her closest sister decided she’d rather face the river below the cliffside than her own family.

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December had nobody to rely on but herself. While this life may make others bitter and resentful, December held on hope, at least for a while, of providing for herself, raising her younger siblings to be outstanding people, meeting her true love and having children of her own. She dreamt of white picket fences and a cottage on the hill, of small footprints, her eyes, his last name. It was her true goal in life, and it crushed everything in her to see it crumble into nothing.

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Nine months later, December welcomed her eighth sibling into the world. Of course, December loved the child with all her heart, even though they meant another hour of the day December had to sacrifice, another mouth she couldn’t afford to feed, another worry to sit on her chest, keep her up at night, draw out heaving sobs until her tears ran dry.

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Two years later, her ninth came. It was the first time December can remember verbally exploding at her mother; she'd always kept her feelings in check, simmering just below the surface in order to keep the facsimile of a family somewhat intact. Her tenth child, however, had caused something to snap inside of December- perhaps being some sort of confirmation that the ideal life she’d always strived for would never be obtainable. She remembered lashing out her mother, criticizing how she would rather roam the town all day than work, letting her daughter pick up the weight of the provider; even going so far as to say she wished her mother would get arrested for all her promiscuous behavior, just so she wouldn’t be able to place any more burdens upon the family.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

December Crest

Of course, this little tirade didn’t do much more than make December feel absolutely disgusting with herself in the aftermath. It surely didn’t pay the bills- but something else, something much more personal, would. That something came in the form of the youngest son of the family December had been serving since she was a girl, a boy one year her senior, who, in an act of arrogance or misjudgement or what have you, offered December an irrefusable amount of money in exchange for favors December dare not recount, favors that reminded her far too much of her mother.

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December was initially disgusted by the proposition, but with the amount of money being offered, how could she say no? It was nearly a year’s salary- with that kind of disposable income, she’d be able to spend less time working, teach her eldest younger siblings how to take on some of the workload around the household, maybe even take a few days for herself. It sounded like an absolute dream- and besides, it would be just one time. Her mother had done it plenty of times- what would be the harm?

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Well, one time turned to two, two turned to five, and five turned to a weekly occurrence that left December sore, physically and emotionally, but four digits richer. December tried to convince herself that she was alright, that she was fine, that her family was comfortable and that she was taken care of and that this all made it okay. She ignored that her dreams of a loving relationship had come to fruition as anything but, that she couldn’t get herself out of this situation- a wealthy Two boy was in a much better position than some forgettable Six, and wouldn’t the authorities think the same if they found out- and that, on her worst days, she spent them wandering; wandering the dimly--lit streets, wandering into strange men’s beds, wandering in search of just a sliver of validation, a sliver of love.

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His name was Micah, and he was never supposed to exist.

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Micah wasn’t just one of her mother’s newest mouths to feed. He wasn’t a detached entity, the product of a man December had never met nor seen before. He was so rawly, so distressingly, so undeniably hers.

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Micah forced December to confront a lot of things about herself; confront her future. He wouldn’t be living in that cottage upon the hill she’d dreamed of; he would be keeping her last name; he wouldn’t have anyone to present a crudely-made, and yet so incredibly love-filled, card to on fathers’ day, because December didn’t even know who his father was.

Created by: @accalia

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Lady

December Crest

December cried a lot. Not ladylike tears, not even the body-wracking sobs she’d had when her last two siblings were born. These were lonely, empty sobs, ones that made her feel hollow- but she wasn’t hollow. Because she had Micah.

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Throughout it all, Micah had been December’s tether, her one thing pushing her forward. His existence might’ve been a mistake, but December was determined to not let his life end up the same way. He might not have been the family of her dreams, but he was her perfect family.

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His name was Micah, and he was gone in the blink of an eye.

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Five months had gone by, and December had hidden the pregnancy fairly well, disguising an ever-growing stomach with ever-baggier clothes, claiming illness to compensate for her lack of intimacy, her appetite and nausea. She was determined to carry to term, to start over, to have a new life, just her and Micah.

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Then Micah was just… gone.

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December thought she’d felt hollow before. Nights when the house had been too cold for her to fall asleep, days without enough food to go around, an evening where the police came home with a witness statement and their condolences. But nothing, nothing prepared her for losing her past, present, and future, all at once. It was unthinkable. It didn’t feel real. It still refuses to hit her, the truth- so she just lives on, the pit in her stomach sinking deeper each day.

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Days, weeks, months passed. The same hollow smile was pasted on her face for each and every minute. The same, hollow smile was what she bared before the cameras of those choosing girls for the Selection, and the same, hollow smile was what flashed across the T.V. that night.

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Since that niéht, Decembers felt a bit more than hollow- she’s felt… scared. When the officials came, asked her if she was a virgin, what could she have said but yes? Her arrest, or more likely, execution, would guarantee her siblings wouldn’t be taken care of- or worse, that one of them would become her. She’s scared that she’ll stay in the competition for too short, not bring home enough to support her family after she’d been terminated. She was scared she’d stay for too long, risking her mother bringing home yet another responsibility. Above all… she’s scared the prince may actually find an interest in her- because, with all she’s gone through, all she really wants to be is the furthest thing from a princess.

Created by: @accalia

Lady December Crest’s Maids

Thea

Lydia

Drea

Caste Seven

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Lady

Leah Fisher

Age: 18

Height: 5’8

Province: Yukon

Likes: Working hard, Being in nature, Spreading hope and positivity, Taking care of others, Animals

Dislikes: Poverty, Arrogant and unkind people, Sports, Learning new things (especially languages, as she isn’t good at it), Hot weather

Talents: She knows nature well, like plants, trees and animals.

Created by: @Jass

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Leah Fisher

Leah is tough, both mentally and physically. She hasn’t had an easy life. Growing up in poverty in a big fishing family with 7 siblings, Leah was the middle child. Two of her older brothers left for the military, but neither had lived long enough to help their family back home. Her older sister married to a caste 5, and had left. As a result, when Leah was only 12 years old, she stopped her education so she could help take care of the household and work for the fishery like her parents. She is a hard worker, and a truly good-natured person. Even if Leah didn’t have it all that good, she would sneak part of her food out of the house for her friends who were even worse off. Later on, she would set up a system with her friends for left-over food so they could make sure they all had something to eat. This shows her resourcefulness, but also how she is a natural leader who steps up if people she cares about can’t sustain themselves. Leah is not very well educated and not at all aware of royal etiquette, but is very street smart. She has a good intuition and usually can trust in her gut. This does show part of her naivety however, as she usually trusts more in good intentions of people than she should.

Created by: @Jass

Lady Leah Fisher’s Maids

Harper

Iris

Paisley

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Lady

Drew Carpenter

Age: 17

Height: ?

Province: Sota

Likes: The warm sun, problem solving, designing new things, hot tea, being outside, reading, puzzles, a relaxing evening, and learning new things

Dislikes: People looking down on other people, women being viewed as objects not people, preconceived notions

Talents: Drew is amazing at drawing designs predominantly in a blueprint style. She is a very logical thinker and likes to solve problems and puzzles.

Created by: @Bpalmer

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Drew Carpenter

Drew is the middle child of 5 to a welder, a caste seven family. Drew’s mother died in an accident not long after her youngest sibling Nathan was born. Her mother had been a caste five dancer before she decided to marry her father. Drew honestly could never fathom doing anything like that herself because she had seen the struggle of her family first hand and could only imagine how much better off her mother would have been if she had not married her father. Drew’s father was gone working practically non stop after the death of her mother. Her and older siblings picked up the slack in any way that they could from picking up extra work themselves to caring for the younger children. This did not mean that her father did not have a relationship with Drew though, he was close with Drew because they had the same work ethic and very similar personalities. Drew’s father would often tell her that anyone would be a fool to not at least respect her let alone adore her. Drew did not exactly agree with her father about this, yes she was hardworking and smart but that was not always what someone was looking for. She is strong and independent and that can be a weakness as much as it can be a strength. Drew never let those thoughts change her though, she remained strong willed and continued to better her intelligence as well. Drew lacks in what may be considered traditional lady-like values but that does not mean that she has no idea how to act, it simply means that you will always have a very candid and honest version of Drew.

Created by: @Bpalmer

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Lady

Drew Carpenter

Drew is nice but that does not mean that she will let people walk all over her either. She does keep an open mind about people though and passes no judgment on them unless they give her a reason to. Bottom line is that if you are nice to Drew she will be nice to you. Drew is always willing to listen and work through problems with you but her solutions will always be a little more analytical than is sometimes hoped for. Drew is rather independent and wants someone to share her work with; she can not even fathom the idea of simply being for looks in any kind of relationship, friendship or otherwise. Drew is a warm person even if you have wronged her before she will still be willing to hear you out if you need help. Drew is extremely intelligent and loves problem solving as well as fiercely determined. Once she sets her mind on something she will keep working on it like it is a puzzle until she can figure it out just perfectly. Drew has a very different kind of charm than many girls. It's a strangely honest and open kind of charm that can sometimes come off as too blunt. She is not always the most put together but her personality is bluntly a fully honest rendition of her so she does not understand why her appearance shouldn’t be as well and no one is always fully perfect.

Created by: @Bpalmer

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Marta Suarez

Age: 18

Province: Sumner

Original Caste: Seven

Likes: Routine, working with her hands, diligence, untamed countryside, hearty meals.

Dislikes: Change, uncertainty, debate, forced structure, breaking her stoicism/others prying.

Talents: Woodworking and carving, riding (though not a specific practice), using her surroundings, small-scale building, conversational/casual Spanish.

Created by: @duck

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Marta Suarez

Growing up, Marta had never really questioned anything in her life. She hadn’t really had the opportunity. The world was how it was, and there’s no time to ponder ‘why’ or ‘what if’ when you’re busy just surviving.

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Her family lived in a small house towards the edge of the farm; a semi-detached workers cottage. It was far from the main farmhouse, but with both their own family and their neighbours’ the area around their house was always busy, and the children would be sent to the quieter areas of the farm to keep them out of the way. Especially Marta, who had been trying to ‘help’ since she learned how to move.

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Marta’s favourite place to go was a clearing in the woods nearby. She could get one of her older siblings to light a campfire and practise her carving for hours. Her father had already taught her to chop wood when she was ghosting him at work, as she regularly did (usually without request), and she had bothered her older brother until he came up with a way to distract her. She always had to be doing something, lest she feel entirely useless. It was a good way for her to keep her hands busy, mind calm, and nobody else complained that she wasn’t getting under their feet as they tried to run a farm.

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Dany was her second oldest brother. They had been close when they were younger. Dany had always been somewhat of a wildcard, and was trusted little enough by their parents to be saddled with Marta instead of given actual work. Which he, given his love for his sister (and proclivity for less arduous tasks), accepted readily. He would spend the most time with her in her clearing of any of the older kids. He would tell her stories that he would make up for her, he would draw, and he was the one who taught her how to carve. And she would make fun of him and annoy him, but he was her hero and if she wasn’t trying to ‘help’ work, she was trailing behind Dany.

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He ran away when Marta was 12, and he was 19. People claimed they had no idea why, but they knew that he had joined the rebels. He always was a revolutionary, and he was never quiet about it, not like he should have been. The only reason anyone could say they were surprised was that nothing interesting ever seemed to actually happen. Marta knew as well. He hadn’t told her. She hadn’t found out until days after he left, like everyone else in their family. He hadn’t left a note, though there wouldn’t have been much point with him being the only one who could read. A girl from the village had asked about him, said she’d seen him on the outs, was curious to where he was going. Nobody knowing where he was headed had been all the confirmation his family needed.

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Created by: @duck

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Marta Suarez

Her parents don’t put much pressure on her, though you wouldn’t guess. After Dany abandoned the family, she put more pressure on herself than she had already. She took on any responsibilities she was given the opportunity to, and as a result her self-assigned duties became a constant noise she at least found solace in. There was always something she should be doing; she didn’t have time for her own thoughts, or silence. Never time to think about her missing brother, or her father, or anything past her next meal.

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Marta can still remember what her dad had been like when she was young, but she pretends she can’t. Naturally, he’s still the same guy. But that’s what unsettles her the most. Over the past few years, his health has been slowly declining. And thinking that he’s never been able to work a full day is much easier than accepting the alternative. The change had been gradual enough to not notice, but at this point everyone knows something’s going on. Her dad, however, will deny it til the day he dies; a glaring problem being that he just might. And in a sole moment of clarity, Marta decided she couldn’t do the same. She had to do something, unable to step back, having to feel in control of something. She signed up for the selection.

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Of course she wasn’t expecting to get in. Why would she have expected to get in? Applying had been something that sounded like it could have helped, theoretically, but was mainly to give her some guise of usefulness. Finding out she had been accepted had been… fairly underwhelming. Nothing in the moment had changed. Nothing was made easier, and nothing had helped her father. Her younger brother had run out of the house to tell her, everyone had been excited, her sister had clapped her on the shoulder and said something or another, likely teasingly, but it wasn’t suddenly different; not in the immediacy.

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And then her bags had been packed, her transport arrived, her goodbyes said, and it hit her all at once. This sounded like hell. But she had to stick with it. Not that she had any choice, though that didn’t change much. The payout for being selected had been nice, but it wasn’t going to help in the long run. It’d make things easier for a bit, it would feed them for a while, but it wasn’t going to get her dad to a doctor, and it wasn’t going to make him better. Her family needed the weekly payout, and her leaving as a three could help them more than ever. What exactly will happen doesn’t matter yet. The present is all that she can focus on, and presently she needs to stay.

Created by: @duck

Lady Marta Suarez’s Maids

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Tessa