princesses can do anything

“please, you’re good at everything.” coranza smiled, and she truly believed as much. “— and i mean, i guess. i suppose i’m mostly fake to some of the other royals — to keep the avaloran image ‘clean’ and all.” she rolled her eyes.

Varg rose an eyebrow. “Oh, it’s on now.” He chuckled. He smiled broadly at her question. “Several different reasons. The main one being I know that if I cheated on you, I’d greatly regret it.” He took a deep breath and wondered on where to start. “You probably can already guess this, but back on the Isle I was a major playboy. Part of that reason was because of my dad. He considered it as training since the goal for all of his kids is to marry a royal. So, I had lots of flings and fuck buddies - sorry for my choice of words but I feel like there’s no better term - and if I did date a girl, the longest it would last is a week. Then I would cheat on her, and she would find out in some way or another. There were only like two girls that I knew from the Isle that I respected who I wasn’t related to. My best friend, who was also my main fuck buddy, and Mak, Hades’ daughter. I can’t think of anyone else that I actually respected since my Isle days.” He paused trying to think if there was anyone else and shook his head when no one else came to mind. “So, my first day in Auradon the goal was simple. Find a princess that would date me, and I did on that exact same day.” He smirked feeling a bit proud of himself, but he quickly shook his head. “Now, granted, Estelle was more clever of a princess than I expected to end up with, so I was bidding my time before I cheated on her. During that time, though, I ended up realizing how much I actually enjoyed being around her, and we never even slept together. We were together for almost a year. That was a miracle.” He chuckled softly. “But then, the day I told her I loved her… she left. And I haven’t seen her since then… She made me respect women, but for a while, she was also the reason why I thought I could never open my heart to anyone again. Then, I met Annabelle. Naive, naive Annabelle. I have never met anyone more naive then her.”

“Damn.” He muttered to himself and shook his head a bit. He rose an eyebrow as she explained the game. “That actually sounds interesting. I’d give it a whirl.”  He smiled, but it softened at her question. “No. I’m not. That’s why I started to date Estelle, but I actually fell for her in the end. Everyone including myself was sure that I would cheat on her… I couldn’t, though. And then before I started to date someone else, I waited until I was sure I wouldn’t cheat on her. She left, though, before we even had our third date… I believe it’s actually thanks to Estelle that I actually started to respect women.” He scratched the back of his head and sighed. “A part of me wants to explain everything right now like my past and stuff so that way you know what you’re getting into, but I’m worried it may be too much too soon… If you want to know, I’ll tell you, but I warn you know. It’s not sunshine and rainbows.” He kept his eyes on Willow waiting for her response. He wanted to be completely honest with her which was most certainly a first for him. He was worried, though, that it would push her away.

“Well, I certainly learned something new today.” Varg chuckled softly. “And now, I want a jaquin. What are the rules for dazzleball, though?” He nodded his head as she explained and felt oddly relieved when she said it didn’t mean anything. “My longest relationship was with a princess. Her name was Estelle Charming. It lasted… almost a year, actually. She left with no explanation about a year ago. I haven’t heard from her since.” He shrugged. 

coranza gave a soft laugh, nodding slightly. “honestly. like, i’m tired of all of these fake people,” she grumbled, giving an annoyed roll of her eyes. “i’m tired of having to be fake.”

He rose an eyebrow. “Jaquin? What’s a jaquin? And what the hell is dazzleball?” He asked never hearing either of those things. “Night time.” He grinned. “Uh… longest relationship?”

“Well, when you mean cats do you mean like any felines? Like lions and tigers or just house cats?” His eyes widened slightly at her admittance. “And I will make a mental note of that. I played tourney when I was back at the prep school. On the Isle, I played soccer mostly.”

“your mother is an inspiration to us all, truly,” coranza hummed, smiling at her friend. “honestly. i mean, my mother practically preached the high road all my life, but please — the high road is fake half the time.”

( @willowchancia said:  ❛❛ DAMN YOUR HOT SHADY ASS ❜❜ )

coranza gave a dramatic flip of her hair, a satisfied smile playing on her bright red lips. “why, thank you,” she said, with a light laugh. “i’m quite proud, honestly — though it probably goes against everything my mother stands for.” she gave a slight roll of her eyes.

( @willowchancia said:  ❛❛ Screw joint weddings, hello joint funeral. ❜❜ )

“Oh that.. sounds a bit morbid.” Cecily admitted as she bit down on her bottom lip. 

“Interesting.” He tried to stop the smirk that started to take over his face, but he had to cover his mouth. “Um… I used to do sports. I don’t play as much now. Other than that… Pretty much drinking. Favorite movie genre?”

“Interesting.” He commented and softly groaned at the question. “I love Italian, but if I had to pick… My mom’s stew. And yes, I know it’s not Italian.” He chuckled. “Favorite animal?”

“Um…” He paused in thought. “Favorite color?”