Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131228020553/@comment-8162277-20131230174012

Avery smiled back. "Nice to meet you too..." then she decided to throw in a quick "sir." She sighed. "I bet you get called sir by all kinds of stewards and maids and countless other staff members that your daddy hires with all his money, right?" She let her face adopt a less smiley expression. Her mind drifted to the balcony outside her bedroom at home. It was her favorite place in the entire house. She liked to just stand there, leaning on the little railing, looking out at what she could see. She saw sunsets up there a lot. But what she really loved was that every time she went out there, she felt... untethered. Like she could just float away and never return. Sometimes... more often than not, actually... She wasn't sad at the prospect of never coming back. After all, home sometimes felt more like a prison to her, especially with the thought that at any moment she felt like her parents could suddenly turn on her, ready to have her executed without thinking... They never thought, not about anything, save for their fears. Their countless fears that seemed to smother Avery every time she thought about them too. Those fears that even ruined her time on the balcony, because now she could only imagine subjects in the field below her, subjects looking up at their princess, a princess who hid thorns in her crown and demons in her parasol, a princess who did not wish to remain in a castle... at least not this castle, with her king and queen. She sighed again. "I wasn't meant for this kind of life."