Princess Xanariabelle woke up and got ready to start her day. She, as opposed to other princesses, was clever and sporty. Her triplet sister Entropy was still asleep and tired. Her other twin sister, Adeliette was probably eating breakfast by now. Xanariabelle walked down the stairs and calmly perambulated towards the table. Her father wasn`t the best of kings. In her mind, she thought the enemy of their kingdom, King Singe, had more power. As the princess of Aux Multiple Talents (often shortened down to Multi), she had to maintain that same air of perfection. So Xanariabelle primly curtseyed and sat down.
Adeliette, who was born a few minutes before Aria and Entropy, had recently abdicated from the throne and recently disappeared. Without her, everything was a mess. The kingdom`s economy went down in recent times because of various issues. So she stuck her fork in the steak and took small nibbles. A box sat in the center of the table. Aria, as the heiress apparent to the throne, would someday own that box, for it was an old heirloom that originated from her great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, who was the 5th ruler of Multi. After eating, she went upstairs with the box (she borrowed it) and placed it on her escritoire.
The box was pastel pink in colour and the words 'NE PAS TOUCHER' written on it. What things were there anyways? She opened it.
The box sucked her in. "Aide-moi!" Xanariabelle said. The next thing she knew, she was wearing white shoes that had strings on them. Her braided hair remained the same. Her gown now reached her thighs. She stood up and realized something. This wasn`t home.
Two men entered. "How-" one of them said. Aria ducked under their carriage. She bumped into a bucket of light purple paint. One of the two men checked under the car. "There`s a teen girl. Wonder how she got there. But for now I`ll name her Maryam Owens." The other one, who looked more kindhearted, peeked under and told her, "It`s okay. We won`t hurt you."
Aria was carried into the house and given a makeover. The clothes looked...offbeat at opposed to her usual garb. Her (apparently brown dyed purple) hair was in a flawless braid. She wore fine footwear.
And with that, she started her journey.
The journey awaits...
(imagine the dress hot pink )
2nd picrew: https://picrew.me/image_maker/1171011/complete?cd=XIJOklPGrH (after her makeover)
3rd picrew: https://picrew.me/image_maker/597326/complete?cd=S4PHzJPoCt (prom)
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