A FALLING ROSE

[beetle 2761]

 

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Rosalind’s heart was heavy with guilt, burdened by the weight of the lies she had said and the debts she had carried. Every day had become a battle, as the guilt gnawed at her conscience, eroding her sense of self-worth. She felt trapped, suffocated by the consequences of her actions.

 

All of this had brought the princess to a cliff, watching waves crash against the jagged rocks below her. This was her way of seeking redemption in the world’s eyes, perhaps her peers and the All-Father would forgive her. She didn’t want to bring any more shame to her people or her nation.
 

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"We are expected to keep up appearances." The 'fenn affirms with a few light nods. "But in private Rosalind, we are just people." He reminds her, "You can be a beacon all you wish, but a lighthouse keeper is given a set amount of oil when he arrives. He cannot burn all that oil in one night and expect the ships to navigate by his light once it's out, only having a premise of where it was before." He continued, "We must cry with our people sometimes.. We must cry on our own sometimes. Don't burn all your oil at once Rosalind, or like the lighthouse keeper your flame will die out, and you shall freeze to death in its absence."

 

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But she couldn't cry with her people, her friends, or fellow peers.

The fire in her was gone, the oil ran out - Rosalind was no longer bright.

 

Without hesitation, Rosa stepped forward, her balance becoming unstable on the edge. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let her troubled thoughts wash over her one final time.

 

And so, the princess took the plunge.
 

 

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Art by @28idle

 

ROSALIND KATYA FREYSSON RURIC 

SA 105 - SA 131 | 1901 - 1927

 

SURGEON MEDIC

LADY CHAMBERLAIN

PRINCESS OF NORLAND

 

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ooc:

Thank you @envy for giving me the character
I’m extremely grateful and honored to have played Rosalind
 

Thank you to

@Itz_Cookie, @ratlordmagic, @Rosey, @Generi, @Exolaltyl0305, @Theoderic von Theonus, @carebear, @Tav, @marslol, @critter, @Maevlin
for all of the rp, memories, and funny moments we have created together
<3

ps. i guess the top g's of minitz prophecy has been fulfilled LOLOL

Onto the next story !

 

[carebear 441]

Calla Veiel stood on a beach, tears falling down her cheeks. All that ran through her mind was the last conversation she had with her dear friend, wishing she could take back her harsh words. "Rosa... I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you." She spoke to the air, praying that somehow Rosalind could hear her.

 

Inside a house, a toddler played with a doll given to her by the Princess, blissfully unaware of her Aunt's passing.

[Itz_Cookie 1735]

She had abandoned her friends so many years ago, although how they might've felt never settled within her mind; until now. Staring out over the water as nothing but childhood memories flooded her mind, and tears flooded her cheeks. The circlet, gifted to her by the Princess, was slipped from her head and held tightly against her chest. "Rosalind.." Isavella's head bowed for only a moment, tiling back as she stared into the blazing sun, glistening from sweat and tears beneath its rays.

Nothing more was uttered as she kneeled at the shore; alone and crying. 

 

Cold eyes met the Princess', uttering words to the woman before they turned and walked their own separate ways. "The world will break you, or it will forge you into something greater." She uttered to herself upon hearing of the Princess' passing. A scoff followed before the interaction was all but forgotten. 

[envy 274]

HELLO??????????????

[Kitomine 775]

Princess Julietta was never really friends with the Norland Princess, but she knew her own friends adored her. When the news reached her of the Princess's passing, she made the journey to console the people Rosalind left behind.

[annanicole__ 1546]

As soon as the news that her closest friend had passed away reached her, the Queen of Balian lit a candle and placed it in her window. "Mitras, be with Rosalind." Andromeda puts on her mourning robe and offers a silent prayer for her cherished friend as she prepares for the coming days. 

 

 

[Ireneically 248]

A sick princess.. the pink numendil lass... 

 

Briar Pendraic... Nay... Briar Arthalion. Her hands shook with the missive of her friends passing. Another one... another one gone. Someone she promised tea with.. it.. Why.. WHY? 

 

A sob escaped her, causing her breath to hitch before the series of coughing fits came out.. Briar held the missive to her chest and fell asleep crying. 

[Generi 563]

Nae'rana Drakon cries for her cousin upon hearing the news of her death... for about a day until it's completely forgotten

[Deets 682]

An elderly Waldenian frowned deeply as the news of Rosalind's death reached him. Although much younger than he, the young royal had always impressed him with her desire to do good for her people. A bottle, almost as old as he, was retrieved, carrying with it the memories from his own youth in Norland. After a few long drinks of the liquid within, the Waldenian could only state, "To Prinzessin Rosalind."

[XoxoMinnieXoxo 376]

Asleon Rivelwynn, a former personal guard for Rosalind went through the stages of grieve in a span of minutes from hearing the news. His icy purple orbs grew glossy from the tears welled within them as the man paced back and forth non-stop until his legs buckled beneath him. The 'Fenn, wept into his palms, "Kaean ciwndion'ito omentereyae" He whispered, as in translation speaks, may we meet in the long slumber. 

[Tremerus 271]

A younger Waldenian is saddened to hear the news of his close friend's passing. The first of the group, and he'd pray it'd be the last for quite some time. He'd set out to find his betrothed in the hopes of comforting her through such a difficult time. During his journey he'd swear to do a better job of protecting those close to him and to help shoulder whatever burdens may face them.

Edited June 3, 2023 by Theoderic von Theonus

[TheBigBubbles 672]

A young 'princling', or maybe not so young any longer, gasped upon hearing the news. Alf hadn't known the princess for long, but nevertheless, he'd fostered what he believed to be quite a connection with her on first meet. Alf rushed to his fiance's chambers, the Princess Morrigan Arthalion. Alf rapped on the door, "She's gone... Morri. Vesta's friend..." the fellow reached into his sleeve for a red handkerchief which he'd dab under his eyes with "I should have done more, should have made more of an effort to know her, I should have done something"
 

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@Azzy_Daddy

 

[Tav 1372]

Alva stood there, in the midst of processing this lost of her dear sister.

"You're lying."

 

"You wouldn't do that, Rosa."

She said in her empty room, lofting a palm to her face - stifling her weeps.

[marslol 672]

Stowed away in the depths of a cave, a witch sat hunched over a corpse - bones and flesh molding and melting in her hands, as meat was ever so gracefully shoved into her mouth. The metallic creak from her blackplate knights shifted as did she - blackened claws pausing in the midst of digging into the core of whomever's body she was feasting over. Curls of charred ebony fell past tense shoulders with glazed eyes staring out to the entrance - all but a lantern illuminated the red that dripped from her lips. 

 

"Something just happened ..."

[Maevlin 681]

Vesta Gwenyth had written a letter to Rose, informing her she had safely made it to a different continent and begun her travels. Only later did that letter return with the missive. "Oh Rose, I will miss our drinks and the friendship we shared. May you find peace beyond." She murmurs as she leaves a little marking along the road she walked, a carved rose protected once more.