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Kewl

It was Rhianne's 21st birthday and she. was. bored. She sat on her throne cushioned in between her parents, resting her chin into her hand and trying her hardest not to just fall asleep-after all, that wouldn't be proper. She didn't understand it-what was the point of having a party if she wasn't allowed to participate in it? 

(wait, do you want the ambush to happen now or in a little while first?)

(Now-)

Stelliana was ready, she was dressed in a beeautiful gold gown that glistened off her body, she was beautiful, it was sad that they didn't recongnize her coming in thoigh, the dress fit her body beautifully, and she had a shan and it was the matching color of her dress, it was covering half her face, her blue eyes attracting most of everyones eyes. She looked up at the princess, only to smirk as her hair was messy, some covering the frame of her face, she slowly walked closer to the thrown as someone came up to her, offering her wine, she smiled and grabbed a glass as she smirked, her eyes stayed on the princess.

(ITSSSS ABOUT TO HAPPPEENNNNN)

She wasn't really paying attention. She just sighed, blowing a stray lock of hair out of her face 

Stelliana then dropped the glass on purpose, catching the princesses attention, she then gasped, it sounded real but she knew...it was fake. She then ran over to the table and grabbed a few napkins as her shan was still in her hand she ran back over to the mess and got on her knees as she started cleaning it.

She looked over, gasping a small bit. She quickly got off her throne and ran off the raised platform, ignoring the protests of her father. Her white skirt flounced around her, dropping to her hands and knees as she took some of the napkins and started to help clean up the mess, ignoring the red staining her gloves and the muffled whispers of the nobility around her, hair falling in her face 

"O-Oh-my-I'm-I'm so sorry...please forgive me princess.."

She took a small bow, "feeling bad".

"Ah-" 

She glanced upward, giving a small smile 

"Oh-no, it's fine, really-" 

for a split second, her eyes glowed red-she winced in pain as one of the shards of glass cut her hand, tearing through the fabric of her glove 

"Ah-"