Dream #2 (less) Rough Notes Part 1
Concept: Prince has his entire life under the control of his parents, the King & Queen. His entire appearance is warped due to their grief, his freedom entrapped to the palace grounds, and his marriage & choice of partner controlled by their whims. Though he finds solace in the night of his escapades to the local tavern alongside his personal guard, he longs to have true freedom. To look however, to go wherever, to be whatever he wants. And he will get it, no matter what the cost.
Prince: The songbird trapped in a cage. But contrary to most tales, this songbird is going to fly free - on his terms. Not his captors'.
18, AMAB, uses he/him pronouns at the beginning of the story, bisexual. 5'6" but has to wear shoes with a heel in order to appear 5'8". Short, thick copper-red hair with tightly-wound curls that are impossible to fully detangle, with soft light brown eyes, a smattering of freckles across his entire face & body, and lightly tanned skin showing off someone who enjoys the sun, he is considered very handsome by common society (out of courtly attire).
Child of the King & Queen, his twin sister died when they were both 8 in a tragic affair. After such, he was never allowed to leave the castle grounds again and he was forced to start wearing his "courtly attire" at his early age always and could not be seen without such by anyone other than his three personal servants & personal guard. Prince never got this officially confirmed (soberly), but based on a couple of his parent's reactions that he caught following his sister's funeral, part of the reason always has to wear courtly attire is due to his uncanny resemblance to his twin.
Resourceful, charismatic, with deep-rooted insecurities regarding his appearance & personality, this Prince Charming is a (not so?) eligible bachelor and is an absolute drag during tea parties. He thinks the entire concept is boring and overplayed amongst visiting guests at the palace. If you want to drink tea, eat snacks, and gossip and/or discreetly threaten people just do it on the couch! No need to dress up or act under the pretense of "common society manners". Just talk, damn it, and let people slouch!
Prince's Personal Guard: Her duty is to protect herself, her family, and her best friend. But each time she chooses to protect one, she somehow ends up sacrificing the others. Will she ever be able to match her values to her livelihood? Or will she forever be stuck pulling at the strings of fate, never getting the future she deserves.
20, AFAB, uses she/her pronouns at the beginning of the story. But, I'm feeling strong agender vibes with this one. On the asexual spectrum.
She is deaf and uses both the regional sign language and coded hand movements to communicate. She gave Prince his sign name, and hers was given to her by her teacher when she was younger.
She has short dirty-blond hair haphazardly swept back, stormy blue-grey eyes, and lightly tanned skin with splotches of bright red sunburns across her nose, cheeks, and forearms. Crossing through her left eye, in the shape of a crescent moon, sits a dark red & purple birthmark. It is often mistaken as a burn wound and as a child she would come up with grandiose stories about how she received her "scar". At most, one person in the city still believes that. Her well-built frame and broad shoulders contrasts her short 5'5" frame. She is stoic, protective, kind, and awkward around children (but children love her). Also, somehow, non-intimidating off-duty but piss her off and it's a whole other story.
Known around the tavern as a beer and ale connoisseur. Her interest began when she was 16 and worked as a server alongside Prince at the Tavern and the Tavern Barkeep asked her to cover for him when he had to handle a fight inside. Prince's Personal Guard would soon become a bartender and assist The Tavern Owner and Barkeep in brewing their own beers & ales in the back.
Once drank everyone in the tavern under the table and changed all their preconceived notions about her. Fully flushed red whilst doing so, but it was impressive nonetheless. Prince found it kinda hot.
The Consort: A harebell in a garden filled with creeping bellflower.
18, uses she/her pronouns at the beginning of the story, bisexual, Intersex but presented as female by her family (she was never allowed to consider otherwise, her parents have always had her bathe separately from her sisters since a young age).
5'9" with dark brown skin (which lightens in the winter), tightly-curled light brown hair which falls to the middle of her back, and blue-hazel eyes with amber sunbursts surrounding her pupils. She has a plush figure with prominent hips, and loves wearing frillier dresses in light pinks, whites, yellows, and oranges. The least constricting the dress (and undergarments) the better. She does also wish she could wear men's breeches outside of her fencing lessons. And she does so love those frilly little collars that men sometimes wear.
Harboring a secret fondness for Prince since childhood when he "saved" her life, when her family decided to put her sister forward as a possible consort to Prince, she begged with them to let her go in her sister's stead. It was a much better option than what she expected her family would eventually do - sell her off to some elderly rich man. They did not allow that. However, given that should she go, the family's odds of furthering their reputation in high society increased, her mother & father let her go with the stipulation that she compliment her sister's efforts instead of trying to get the Prince to be her own. She verbally agreed with their stipulations, but had never intended to follow them.
The gardens are her favorite place on her family's estate. They are large, sprawling, methodical, and filled with statues emulating realistic depictions of various Greek & Roman gods. There is a hedge maze off to the side (which she has absolutely tried to walk through while drunk) and in the center of the gardens lies a pond filled with lotus flowers surrounded by white benches and tall looming columns. It is the perfect place for contemplation. Or to push a sister. Not that she has done that of course. Throughout the gardens are yellow hyacinths, white primroses, purple tulips, and golden yellow daffodils. She has always liked to dance in the gardens, rain or shine, but particularly on clear moonlit nights. Her parents have repeatedly told her to stop doing this but gave up eventually.
