William walked into the magnificent room, surrounded by several guards. While the Selected had already been in the castle for a night, he wasn't allowed to see any of them until now. Now, Will would meet the girl who would become his wife. Scanning the room, he spotted a few who drew his eye. One, a gorgeous girl with raven black hair. Another had a perfect smile that made him feel amazing. The next had hair the color of fire. All of these beautiful women, and more, were going to try to make him love them.
Realizing he was the person in charge here, William finally spoke up. "Um, hi," he managed out, speaking above the quiet chatter of the girls. A bit louder, he continued, "It's great to finally see all of you. You'll all come over here," he pointed to a few chairs in a corner, "one at a time. In the meantime, you can talk to my brother or chat amongst yourselves."((How about we go in the order that y'all first posted-Azalea, Anastasia, Nova?))
((Jacqueline-again, seeing that problem with the apostrophes. Also, in dialogue, you said "do we gots". I don't know if that's your character's dialect, so if not, please change it. Finally, you say "she" a lot instead of Azalea. You don't want to say Azalea every time, so try to switch every other time. For example [this is just a bad example don't copy this], Azalea leaned against a wall. She thought about how she didn't want to get called on by the prince. Azalea smiled because she was comfortable. See how I switched every other time I could've mentioned her name?))As the girls begin to chat and move around once more, Will smiled, pleased with himself. "Okay, before you get too comfortable, let's see which one of you is going first," he called out. Glancing over a maid's shoulder to see the list she was holding, Will said, with some poor pronunciation, "Azalea Khione Jackson." Looking for the girl who seemed to perk up at the mention of her name, he said, "I'll be talking to you first."
Will cocked his head slightly when Azalea mentioned how she loved being around kids. "That's fine," he replied. "You know, I love kids too. I've never told anybody this, but I want to have at least 3 kids when I'm older, if not more. Growing up with a big family does that to you."
Will listened carefully to what Azalea was saying. "The real answer or the short answer?" he asked in response to Azalea's last question. The truth was, Will was not doing well. It was only the first girl, and he already felt like he was being bombarded with decisions. The short answer, though, was that Will was doing just fine. After all, from what he could tell, most of these women were polite. Will's siblings seemed to get along well with them. What was their to be distraught over?
Will chuckled. "I'm afraid, miss, giving you the full, real truth would take far more time than we're allotted," he said. With that, Will stood up, and reached out his hand. "I must talk to the other girls now, but perhaps later we can fully discuss." Without even realizing it, Will had sort-of promised a date.
"Pleasure to meet you," Will replied. Anastasia had long, brown hair and beautiful bright eyes. She was tall, skinny, and looked like a model. "So, tell me about yourself," he probed. Hopefully, Anastasia would have an interesting life story-Will didn't think he could sit through 35 girls saying things like "I was born, I was raised, I came here."
Penn was well aware of how late she was, and had in a way planned for exactly that. A late arrival, while partially showing some irresponsibility, got everyone looking at her. Eyes on her meant that one set might as well be the Prince's, which was exactly what she wanted. Her heels clacked against the floor as she strode in, tossing her sleek black hair back. Lips rouged and spread in a grin, she headed to where the other Selection girls had seated themselves.Graceful strides carried her over, and she lowered herself into a free seat. "Apologies for the late arrival," she proclaimed, just barely shrugging with a short chuckle.Ron, on the other hand, had been one of the few to slip in quietly. She didn't want to be noticed, not in the slightest. She wanted nothing more than to fade into a recognizable invisibility, enough that the Prince would notice, but not go out of his way to speak with her just yet. A sigh left her lips as she took her seat, brushing back a stray strand of hair from her face.
Lily entered the great room and stared at the room in awe. She may have been a two who had seen a lot of elaborate places, but this certainly topped it. And it was beautiful. She wishes she had a camera to take of picture. Twirling a lose piece of hair around her finger nervously Lily surveyed the other Selected. They were all gorgeous and she idly wondered which one of them would win the selection. She wondered if it would be her. She didn't think so...but she'd certainly try. Call her optimistic or a hopelessly romantic fool, but she had personally came here as a chance to find love. Looking at her dress she wondered if she had made the right decision and decided that she yes he had. It was definitely her and not just something she wore because she wanted to be noticed. Not that being noticed was a bad thing, she just believed you also had to look yourself while doing it.(view spoiler)[Dress:Shoes:Hair: (hide spoiler)]
Turning around at someone's voice Lily saw another Selected behind her and smiled brightly. "Hello. I'm Lily." She told the girl offering her hand for a hand shake. Lily had always liked meeting new people. She just hoped that this girl wouldn't care that she was famous and treat her differently. Well that was if she even knew who she was. If she did know who she was though she hoped it was because of her singing career and not because of her mothers murder, because that was something she had no desire to talk about at all. Least of all with someone she didn't even know.
((Wow, you guys were busy! I just got back))ʀᴇᴅ wrote: "Anastasia smiled, thinking of where to start. "Alright. Well I'm a six. I make dresses for a living—but not as flashy as this thing,"Anastasia said, holding the fabric of the ruffles in her fingers. "I have two sisters and two brothers, whom are all quite annoying, young and old. I like sweets too. It's kind of bad actually. "Anastasia said, frowning a bit at the thought. "How about you?" "Will looked up to the ceiling, thinking of where to start. He thought it was nice how the girls were asking about him. From what his father told him, Will was expecting all of these girls to be only concerned about themselves. "Well," he began, "I'm the prince. That's kind of obvious. I live in the palace. I've only traveled twice-once to Swedenway, once to New Asia. I've got 5 siblings. My favorite color is blue. What else is there to say?"/ / /Princess Astrid came into the room, totally late. She'd been out in the gardens and knew that her brother was meeting the girls today. But, it was spring and the tulips had just bloomed and she couldn't resist! Anyways, Astrid was very, very late. She'd decided to be a bit more late than she would've been and dressed nicely. Astrid was wearing a short dress in a nice, light shade of pink. Her hair was down, per the usual, and she was wearing no makeup. (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]
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