Residence- (What ever the kingdom’s name for your character is.)
Physical Description- Amber has a rather nice looking body. Thin and well curved with lips like a ruby red jewel and blue eyes that sparkle like the clearest sky. Her skin looks flawless, she is pale from the lack of sun that she gets always staying inside the castle but does love walks through the woods or just outside in general. She has long blonde lightly curly hair that shines like gold.
Personality- Amber’s personality is more broken and depressed then anything though she masks it with a snobbish attitude that she had come about when she was always told she was never good enough and was unwanted by any princes in the lands. Though secretly she is a sweet, kind and caring person who deep down hates being so snobbish but has grown accustom to it.
Magic/Abilities- None
Relationships- Amber spent her life locked away inside the castle learning how to be a proper princess and a future Queen other than the servants and teachers she had her Mother and Father, the King and Queen, where the only others she talked to.
Mother (Vivian)- Queen- 36 years of age.
Father (Arthur)- King- 40 years of age.
Future Husband (Unknown)- King of her new home- Age unknown (This up to you)
History- Growing up as a child Amber was always told she was never good enough whether it be looks or attitude. Over years of living in the kingdom with her parents who was always looking for someone who would marry her and get her out of there hair, she picked up a snobbish attitude. Deep down she is really sweet and nice but years of never being loved has made her a demanding brat.
Starter-
“Get your filthy hands off me, you dirty animals!” The princess of Algora screams as the guards grab her wrists and slaps on golden cuffs with shackles. The guards says nothing as leads her towards the main door. Looking back at her parents who stood with small looks of relief on there faces, she started to beg them. “Mother! Father! Please don’t let them take me!” The King and Queen only stood there silently there lips pierced together as though it would be a sin to speak against the guards that where taking her daughter to a whole other kingdom.
Tears of hatred fill her eyes as she looks at them and she looks away from them towards the door the guards where taking her to. The large dark blue and brown doors that takes, five men on each door to open it. The guards of her parents kingdom was dressed in high quality armor that would hold up against the toughest and sharpest of weapons. It had dark blue and browns on the armor, kingdom colors. They pushed as hard as they could against the doors, till they where open wide.
The guards had always been hers to command and she tried one last time, holding onto this one shred of hope that they may help. “Guards! Don’t let them do this! Make them release me!” She screams looking at each one as they just stared straight ahead not moving or looking at her. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she squirms and thrashes screaming out the word help, hoping that at least the people would pay attention and see what horrible people the king and queen are, but at last, no one heard her sheiks for help.
A guard wrapped his arms around her and lifted her onto an armored white horse with a long flowing main. She grabs a hold of the mane for balance as she sits side ways on the horse her long white dress flowing down to her ankles. With a “Yah!” The horse starts to walk. She sways with the movement of the horse as the guards with there red and black armor surround the horse.
One guard held the chain firmly in his hand while the other lead the horse down the narrow path that ran from her parents kingdom to her new home. Any window of opportunity to escape would be gone with as much guards surrounding her on the horse as possible. She always checked to see if the guards would slack up and give her the perfect opportunity to run but they never did. Hours of long riding they finally made it to a dark seemingly shadow cast castle and land.
Upon arriving she was lead up stair case after stare case till they got to the kings room. A guard knocks and hearing a gruff voice tell him to come in he tells the king of her arrival. With a motion for them to bring her in they push her into the room and lock the door till the king tells them to unlock it. She glares at him with hatred and straightens up the shackles jingling as she does.
“I demand you let me go at once! I will not tolerate such behavior as in to steal me away from my kingdom and parents. Why would you have me brought to such a dreadful place in the first place?” She spoke in an authoritative voice.
