Davien

Sometime in the past…

Aries was standing on the balcony, holding a glass of wine that she hadn't drunk yet. Wearing a gorgeous dress with half of her hair clipped behind, cascading with the rest of her green locks. A deep exhale escaped her lips, unable to enjoy the fresh night breeze.

"I hope they don't drag me back inside," she breathed out, leaning her side against the railings. Today was one of those days she hated the most. She literally loathed banquets with passion, thinking that honing her swordsmanship was better than wasting it on smiling and being pretty at all times.

"Well, I can't help it," came out a whisper, sighing for the umpteenth time. "If I truly want to become the crown princess and replace brother, socializing is inevitable."