HEAVY IS THE HEAD

[libertyybelle 6187]

HEAVY IS THE HEAD

 

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A life as a princess seems easy, it seems simple and complete. Pretty dresses, balls, and plenty of perks. Though it was anything but. For a life as a princess was lonely. Amelia looked to her friends, and even family and saw dolls. Sweet porcelain skin, smiles that seemed too wide. They had to be. 

 

That was all they were though, fake dolls that resembled people who if she were not a princess- would not even look twice. They hadn’t loved her for her, they loved what she could give. They loved the security that encompassed being friendly with a princess.

 

The sooner Amelia was aware of that, the sooner she could let go. 

 

She stared in the mirror for hours, her eyes hollow from the lack of sleep. She thought about her mother, and the haunting image of her dying. Nothing hurt more than losing the one person who understood her the most and now with her brother gone, the feeling grew.

 

They were gone and all she had was a hope she could be something more. Alas. What could she be? Her love was for the court, her love was for her home. Though love didn’t matter she learned. For even if you love something with your whole heart, it does not protect it. Nothing in life is promised. 

 

So with the rising run, she boarded a carriage and rode. Rode until Providence was only a blimp on the horizon. Not knowing where she was going, but knowing that she had to go anywhere but there. 

 

Spoiler

ooc: This is not a PK clearly but I do need some time away from the craft. What better way but to send her off on an adventure.

 

[Marilyn Monroe 362]

Louise Antoinette simply rode along in her large stagecoach, and passed another coach on the road. A mere glimpse of what Louise had gotten of the other rider seemed to be a young woman. 

“Huh- seemed to look like Princess Amelia… She looks like she’s in a hurry…”

With that, Louise seemed calm and unstartled, riding the opposite way to Oren.

[ncarr 2806]

From the confines of her office the Lady Governor signs the Lorraine, having talked with the young Princess about her distress hours prior. She had seen first hand the girls turmoil about, first, the death of her mother, and then the fall of her own life. It pained the aging d'Arkent, her head shaking as the absence of the princess sets in all around her.

[CharmingCavalier 2189]

Louis walked alone in the palace gardens that morning. He quietly muttered to himself, "Unbroken are bonds consecrated by oath." As he walked on, his grip tightened around his pommel, his tears were pure messengers sent from his spirit.

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Charlotte Augusta, oblivious to the youth's departure, seemed to find herself thinking of the late-Amadea and her children. Especially of the fair Amelia, who was so much like her late friend in appearance and demeanor. She prayed for them daily, hoping the Renzfield scions would, one day, find true happiness.

[Herod 1417]

A young man burdened with work sits with a bitter grimace in his office, his thoughts drift back to his years as a child.

 

Mistakes of the past plagued his mind yet, hollow memories of happiness remained. After a moment, his lips curled to a dim smile, he hoped the Orenian Princess he knew was faring better. “Godani will it.”

[Franczhiz 4438]

While Philip Hughes de Rosius was upon his horse near the basilica; he spotted a carriage leaving the Augustine Palace, looking towards the gates as he saw the familiar blonde hair. "Mon Dieu, Amelia. I pray it is not you. And should it be you, I will turn back with my horse to the palace for a cup of tea." He first chucked but then he shook his head on a confusingly manner as he thought about the last time they met, on the same day. "It can not be her, and should it be her I pray that she is kept safe." With that he rode off to Redenford to reminisce about the things they have done together.

[valecu 2128]

Philip thought about the journey, rubbing his chin. "I hope you return soon, niece.."