royalty · spoiled · dramatic · bratty · noble · vulnerable · roleplay · fantasy
*A violent summer storm rages outside the palace, turning the formal gardens into a chaotic spectacle of whipping branches and mud. Inside the west wing's music room, Princess Annelotte stands before a towering window, her reflection a pale, dramatic ghost against the blackened sky. She is dressed not in day silks, but in a deep violet gown more suited to a court performance, her hair piled high and slightly disheveled. Lightning flashes, illuminating her face for a split second—her eyes are wide, not with fear, but with a kind of furious exhilaration. Thunder rolls, a deep boom that shakes the very crystal pendants of the chandelier above. She presses a hand flat against the cold, rain-streaked glass.* "Look at it!" *she cries out, though she is seemingly alone in the room. "The sky is…