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The snow has melted.

Yesterday it was still impossible to take the road because of the ice, today the whole valley has turned green. I don’t know why the return of spring this year has such an effect on me. I feel like I’ve been stuck in winter for twenty years, when it hasn’t even been a year. But in this one year, I feel like I’ve had a hundred lives. And never, until today, have I had such a profound and inexplicable feeling of finally being at home. Yesterday it was really clear, when we went to the river, to see it finally flowing on, freed from the ice, was so strange. And even in Rebecca’s gaze when I took the picture, I felt something. It’s strange because it was not relief, well if, but not because the snow has melted. It’s just that now it looks like I’m just not afraid of being covered in ice anymore. And I think if it had happened a few days later, I wouldn’t have been able to get over what happened today. I needed to know it now. It still amazes me, even at my age, to see how strong the threads of our lives are, and that even if we pull on it with all our strength, even if it it gets tangled, even if the other end of it is so far away that it disappears in the horizon, it never breaks. This is exactly the feeling I have now, as I write these words with the letter in front of me. I think it arrived here by chance, I was clearly not supposed to find it. Rebecca says it’s a sign, for once I agree, although I struggle to say it to her. To be honest I haven’t read it yet, and I don’t intend to. I don’t need it, I already understood by reading the first two lines.

Is this the beginning of the end ?

Maybe it will all come back to me in few days, maybe, but for now I will just try to learn from this brand new serenity.

Peter.

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ADELE’S DIARY #4

As expected, there was no reason for it to go wrong. I really need to calm down. This day was great, probably one of the best since 8 months, it’s crazy how for once there was nothing unforeseen. It’s a shame, because I spent the day being tense for nothing … The charity festival was very crowded this year, mother says it’s normal, apparently people want to see me. I think I’m starting to take in the fact that millions of people know my face, which is very weird, actually I don’t know if I understand it. I know it, but do I understand it ? There are times when reality hits me really hard, when I go somewhere and see all these people gathered, it’s supposed to scare me … there is a little bit of stress, but for some reason , there is also a very strange euphoria that creeps up in me every time. I don’t know, there is something gratifying and solemn in knowing that so many people rely on me to represent them. When the doors close, I become Adele again, we all become ourselves again. In the end, it’s really like Hannah is used to saying, it’s a costume. Ah, by the way, I had a discussion with Prince Diego about this, and he doesn’t agree. He thinks you can’t separate the crown from the queen, or the king. I should have suspected it, because it’s even quite obvious that he thinks that when you see the way he behaves with me and even with my mother. It’s as if there was always something holding him back … He still calls me Madame. Well, I understand that he does it for my mother, but me? He’s 22 years old, I’m twenty in 2 months. Still, it looks like I’m the one who has the upper hand over him. He makes it look like it is.It is when in public, I am the queen, and he is only a prince, the second moreover. But we have a different take on it, I’m not trying to be the Queen with my family, or my friends. Is he a friend? I don’t know, he’ll be staying here for at least a year for his semester anyway, he’s studying art history, so we often bump into each other. In any case, Hannah and Carmen are already friends, ah! They adore each other. I have a lot of pictures of the princess on this camera, well, I’m happy for Hannah.

I think it’s good for her to also have a friend that is not me.

Adele.

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2000s INSPIRED LOOKBOOK

1)  firestorm top -  dark academia skirt - scandal sandal - bali earrings - rose des vents bracelet  -  emily hair

2) uchis dress - satin sandals - mimirose bracelet - mimirose necklace -  side pony tail

3) island top  - audrey skirt - butterfly necklace  - cartier agrafe bracelet - olivia hair & pins - leather sandals - freya belt

4) chained crop top  - boyfriend jeans - angel necklace - rose des vents bracelet -  uni sneakers  

5) custom fit top - chrome skirt & Dior belt - jada sandals - Dior in heart bracelet - rose céleste bracelet - above d’knee boots 

6) lucy top  - katie skirt - oui bracelet -  mimirose necklace - angie hairtstyle - ballet shoes - 

7)  merin dress - cartier agrafe necklace - rose céleste bracelet  - rose des vents earrings - suede ankle boots 

ADELE’S DIARY #1

That’s it, it’s in the past.

It is midnight, and I have just returned, well I have been home for a long time but I have just returned to my room. It’s strange, since this crown was placed on my head, I have the impression that this house is no longer mine. It is the Queen’s. Mother says that people have not seen my insecurity, it is surely true, but I think they suspect it. This day was out of time, it all passed, but for some reason it still seems like a distant mirage. And the way I feel now is probably not the way I should. I remember very well when I walked down this alley to the church, but once inside it’s like I’m out of this body. Yes, that’s what happens, I go out of my body in these moments. Until yesterday it all seemed very tangible, but now … Hannah told me that it was just a costume that I put on and take off, so it’s normal that at first I feel cramped in it. But in fact, I don’t feel cramped, it looks more like it’s too big for me, I float. Speaking of Hannah, she stayed with me all day ! I don’t think I’ve ever been so photographed in my life even at Mary’s wedding. Hey, I sort of like looking at these pictures now, just because I really see myself in them. It’s just us. It’s not like a costume that I put on or take off, no matter how beautiful the costume is. Ah … I wonder if they all know that in reality I don’t really know where I’m going. Well, yes, I know where I supposedly have to go, but not really how to get there. Father, you’d say that’s life, right ? And yet despite the strangeness of the situation, this all feels more like returning than leaving for something new.

Who knows ?

Adele.

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♛ NEW SIMBLR ♛

Hi friends !

I’m not really a “new” simblr, actually, I am Rain, from the simblr rainypurpleskies. I already write stories, like Peter & Rebecca, and I already wrote a story about royalty soberly titled Princess Sierra. I’ve been thinking about opening a second blog for a while now to write a story, a royal legacy. I could have posted this story on my main blog, but I think this topic is so broad that it deserved its own blog. On this simblr therefore, I will post the story of Queen Adele I and that of her family. This is not a side blog, but like all of my stories, I don’t plan on stressing myself about posting them, this will be all fun ! This story will be, like my other writings, presented in the form of a diary, so if you want to know Adele’s story, I invite to open the diary, and follow the thread. I would be very happy to follow other simblrs on this blog, whether your blog talks about royalty or not, you can interact with this post so I can follow you.

I’ll do my best to tell you this story, hope you will like it. <3

We went to town yesterday, Rebecca was delighted. I saw that she was tired of staying up there all alone, I keep trudging between the house and the village since we arrived. The thing is, there is nothing where we live. Nothing at all, not a house for miles around. And the second thing is that our car is tiny, the van gave up the ghost because of the snow. So in the meantime, I have to go down to town every two days, and it takes me the whole day each time. That was for the troubles of the day. But, there is also good news, well it starts from a mistake but it is still good news. The doctor who has been following Rebecca since we got here called me yesterday, and he let the cat out of the bag, it’s a girl ! And she’s alone. Rebecca don’t want to know if it’s a girl or a boy, she want to have the surprise, but it’s so hard to hide it from her, I know she want a little girl. I can’t wait to see her face light up when she finds out. I think it makes her happy to pass on her mother’s name. Speaking of it, I can’t help but thinking to my mom too. She pressured me all my teenage years to make sure I had kids, and now that I’m having my first, she’s not here. In fact it might be better, if she knew that the little one was going to be named after Rebecca’s mother, she would kill me on the spot. I don’t like to think about it, every time I can’t help but see how stupid and unfair it is. It’s beautiful here, and I intend to make this place our home, I accepted the idea, but it’s not the point. I can’t help but think that if they could have acted as adults, we would never have left Britchester.

Could they have ever done that anyway ? I don’t know. I guess I’ll never know.

Peter.

PS : That’s my mom and my dad the day before they left university.