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The former Princess Royal showed no remorse upon hearing the news of her brothers death. "Pity." she scoffed, folding the letter before tearing the paper to pieces. Nataliya scowled as childhood memories of her and Josef flooded her head. However, one memory lingered in her mind, the time of her disownment, the words still branded in her mind forever. "You are no brother of mine." The former princess then tossed the torn in pieces into the crackling brightly hued flames, watching them shrivel up and burn. "Long live the Koeng." she mocked as a single tear trickled down her cheek.

LAST NAME: Wick FIRST NAME: Nataliya AGE: 30 somethin EXPERIENCE: da da! ((MC NAME)): doreebear ((DISCORD)): doreebear#3218

Nataliya Reza grasped her quill, signing the document. "Dravi!" she scoffed

Nataliya grinned ear to ear at the invitation. "Oh Aunt Irene finally found someone! how wonderous! and an Orenian too!" she snickered with delight. "Her and I are nie' so different when it comes to controversy." the former Princess Royal then rose from her bed. wandering out of her bedroom to go buy a wedding gift.

Nataliya Reza sat at the end of her bed, her bright sapphire eyes began to scan the letter her mother sent her. precious memories began to flood her head. "Nataliya, I want you to have this. It's is a gift from me." The woman offered her daughter a kind smile before bringing forth a present, neatly wrapped in red, her favorite color. The Princess Royal gasped in excitement" OH! Spasibo mamej!" Nat then snatched the gift, tearing it open before opening the dark oak box. There, laid a dagger, engraved with wonderous designs, with the name 'Nataliya Reza Barbanov' engraved into it. "I love it mamej! spasibo!" the Princess then threw herself onto her mother, embracing Viktoria tightly. "You are welcome my little crow, keep this as a token, that you will do great things, and that I will always be proud of you." as one memory left, soon another came. Nataliya would be seen running across the palace halls with her childhood dog. "Catch me if you can Bruno!" The princess Royal then paused midtracks, the small girl began to pick up the sound of arguing, emitting from the upstairs. Nataliya stood idle, awaiting for what was to be said next, then she heard something she would never forget. "HE ABANDONED ME!" Queen Viktoria cried out in pure rage. "He. . Abandoned us. ." Liya inquired in a shaky voice, panning to her dog for reassurance, after a moment, the voices grew louder; Nataliya ran to her chambers, sobbing. "How could papej abandon me and mamej?!" she wailed, destroying, tearing everything down that was in her line of sight, before letting out a shrill shriek "MAMEJ!" Then, princess came to. The shout echoing in the back of her mind as it soon faded itself out of existence. . Tears began to flow down Nataliya's face like an unruly waterfall, bringing her hand upward as she gently sobbed into it. "I did nie' even get to say goodbye...I-I should've spent more time with her. . i should've been there when father left. . I-" She then clung onto the letter, reading it, over and over again until she could not bare it no longer. Viktoria's words from the letter would be branded into her mind "I know that I have not seen you in quite some time, and for that I am so sorry, my dear. I hated the idea of leaving things off there, because that should not be the end as it does not reflect my thoughts. I am proud of you, for going off to what makes you happy over duty. I never met your children, and I can’t say that I ever liked Petyr, but if you are happy then that is what matters. Be who you want to be, do what makes you happy. And never look back, because any crown or tiara will ever outweigh love and joy." The Former Princess Royal then formed a bitter-sweet smile upon her visage, wiping a tear from her cheek before hoarsely stating "I love you Mamej... I can nie' wait to see you again. . . I forgive you. . ."

Nataliya frowned at the news of the Empress she knew from childhood, passing away. "May she be welcomed in the seven skies.."

Nataliya Reza blinks "How the **** is my eight year old holding an event?!"

Nataliya moonwalks before dropping her ballot in to vote for Ophelia Wick.

Nataliya sat at her sewing machine, running her hands against the fabric as the needle and thread moved swiftly, up and down. The princess then huffed, brushing a bead of sweat off of her forehead, panning to the mannequin that wore an elegant blue dinner gown. "Right, I have mine and Ophelia's done... I wonder if Maple wants one." she pondered to herself

A Wickdom Wedding. The Union between Petyr Henrik Wick & former Princess Royal of Hanseti-Ruska, Miss Nataliya Reza The wedding between the two shall take place in the Cathedral, in Providence. (Saturday the 11th of December at 6pm EST) (be wary that the date or hour may change due to the time of year) [!] Special Invitations have been sent to the following. The Wick Household Her Highness, Princess Alexandria Karina Barbanov His Highness, Prince Aleksandr Hieromar Barbanov Her Highness, Princess Juliya Ipera Barbanov His Highness, Prince Franz Leopold Barbanov The Honorable, Lady Irena Ceciliya Ruthern His Highness, Prince Lothar Alimar Ser Ruben Barclay Bishop of Petrovic, Benedict Alimar Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Anne Novellen Her Majesty, Queen-Mother Viktoria Barbanov Ave Wickdom!

and i OOp- what pokee mannn?!?!

IRP NAME: Fedosia Kotsya Amador DISCORD: doreebear#2277 IRP AGE: 6 LIST OF THREE GIFT IDEAS: dolls, sweets, renamed items

Nataliya Reza raised both her brows shocked, astonished by the news she had just received. "Sweet little Emma? Oh by Godan.. Well she was Isabel's ward." she scoffed to herself, thinking back on several of the memories she had with the young girl; commenting on how cute Nataliya's son was when he was a mere babe. "poor thing deserved better." she then shook her head as single tear trickled down her brightly hued cheek.

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Nataliya’s electric blue gaze watched in utter horror as the boat drifted farther and farther from the only father figure she had growing up. The woman clung onto her child tightly, trying to muster up the courage to speak.”I-” she then paused, attempting not to burst into tears in front of Sigismund. As Nataliya continued to stare out into the endless dark waters, memories began to flood her head. “Alright Kiddo! Take your pick.” Demetrius gestured to the shelves that laid in front of her. A young eager princess began to scan the shelf, pondering at what she should get. After a moment, something caught the child’s gaze, a beautifully handcrafted trident. “That one!” she exclaimed, pointing to the weapon. “Really? You want that? Alright- wait how even old are ye?” he inquired with perplexing look. “I am eight.” she’d fluttered her eyes with innocence. “Eh- old enough for me!” he’d chuckle, passing the child the trident. "Now be careful do niet hurt yourself alright?” he raised a brow in question to his niece. “Da da! I promise!” she’d giggle running off to show her mother the new gift she had just received. As one faded, another came as quickly as it left. ”Can I come!? I want to come fight with you and the HRA!” she exclaimed, balling her hands into fists before punching the air. “Mmmm maybe..” Demetrius pondered. “Demetrius!” Viktoria scolded. “Okay maybe niet.. Sorry little one, however you can join me when you are old enough. And when you become one of the greatest Dame’s that Haense has ever known!” Her Uncle then began to ruffle her dark hair. ”Da da! I will make you proud Uncle!" She saluted before embracing Demetrius in a tight manner. “I love you..” she stated warmly, gazing up to Demetrius with a jolly expression. “I love ye too kiddo.” As Nataliya came but to reality, tears began to stream down her face like a brisk waterfall. “I will never forget you Uncle, spasibo for everything you have done for me… your death will niet be in vain..” she whimpered, embracing her child tightly. After a moment, Petyr wandered up behind Nataliya, embracing her and Sigismund into a loving hug. The pair gazed out once again to the ocean, muttering a few words of thanks to the brave Ruthern.

Nataliya Reza smiled as she admired the beautiful drawn birds."Look Sigi, look at the birds. Aren't they darling?"

Nataliya Reza eyes widened in shock at the news of one of her closest friends and one of the few that accept her for who she was, dying “OH GODAN!” She cried out, tears filling the woman’s eyes as she wept gently “Out of all the people in her family, why her?!” Nataliya whimpered.

Nataliya Reza dipped her head in respect. "Another one lost to the masses."

The once Princess Royal of Haenseti-Ruska, Nataliya, sat in her chair as she watched the court give the assessment for Hektor Stafyr. The young woman then panned to her beloved Aunt Alexandria. "So this is how liberty dies, with thunderous applause..." she then panned back to the crowd cheering for the innocent man to be condemned. Credit: to the one and only NATHANBARNNET

Nataliya Reza faintly smiled as her sapphire gaze scanned the letter of her grandmother's diary. " She and I were notably similar..." she stated in a soft tone. The once princess then paused, continuing to read the letter, rocking in an old wooden chair; whilst her child sat calmly on her lap, observing with curiosity.

Nataliya closed the book gently, a small smile grew on the princess’s face, panning down to her now asleep babe. “What a wonderful story right Siggy?”

KRUZAE ZWY KONGZEM!

Nataliya Reza sighed as her sapphire eyes scanned the letter, the young woman stood idle blinking once. ”Roza you are truly one of the bravest women I know.. but please do niet get yourself killed..” she’d mutter to herself. The princess then began to fold the letter, sliding it into her pocket before glancing back to her younger siblings with a smile.

Nataliya Reza grasped the parchment paper gently, her eyes began to scan across the paper before raising both brows. “Please be safe Roza..” she’d mutter to herself before setting the paper down and continuing her work.