Ivory Rose Academy


In a world where monarchs still rule their lands, lies a school where children of royals are sent to learn. Ivory Rose Academy is a school for princes, princess, dukes and duchesses. They are taught how to govern, speak, how to act accordingly in public and the history of their beloved land. Just like any school it is filled with cliques, friends, enemies, scandals, and lovers. Their parents still have some control in the young royals lives whether they choose to acknowledge it or not. The school is run by the Mrs. Clarissa Ivory, house of the Rose.  Royals At The School
Daphne Fitzroy  | 20 | Duchess of Angoulême, France | House of Pear | FC Felicity Jones |TAKEN |   Anything she wanted was given to her and without even the mildest of consideration. Daphne hated the rich lifestyle that she grew up in. Most would think that she was crazy, but the girl found luxuries to be overwhelming. She enjoyed the simple things life had to offer; the sun rising and setting, the sound of laughter being carried in the wind, and the feeling of the wind kissing her cheek in the summer air. Daphne’s life was a blessing, she knew that, and though she might enjoy the simpler things she never took what she had for granted. It was just that materialistic ideals were never once hers. Growing up, Daphne excelled in school mainly because she loved to read and write. She knew a lot of random facts that often helped her with a wide variety of subjects that she had to take as she moved up in levels of her education. Her parents were proud of her and often showed her off; saying that they had the perfect daughter and she would turn out to be something great. There was always pressure on the young girl’s shoulders. Mostly it was caused by herself putting the weight of everything she did on her slim frame. Too stubborn to ask for help when she needed it, always choosing to do things on her own, it was in her opinion the only way that the task would be accomplished to everyone’s standards. Daphne felt that everything she did was expected of her, but she never desired it. Constant hours spent slaving over her father and mother’s estates, keeping the financial system in check, while trying to manage a social life. Daphne never had that many friends, she was always too busy planning events, attending her uncle’s and aunt’s, the King and Queen of France, galas and parties. Her life was work, family, and down time, all in that order. When she wasn’t busying herself with different organizations or helping her father and mother run a dukedom she was spending time with her three cousins, Hannah, Auguste, and Audrey, trying to hold onto what little relationships she had.   Daphne had a friend outside of her family, a boy she had met her Junior year of high school who transferred to the Parisian-posh school that she attended. His name was Trevor Burgundy, a millionaire’s son whose life revolved around the party scene. People never understood how the two of the became friends. She was the bookworm who was constantly focused on school, he was the party guy who was known to become so pissed (drunk) that he could never remember the night before. But, the two balanced each other out. Trevor taught Daphne how to loosen up, she wouldn’t allow herself to become hammered, only one drink and not on a school night, and she was able to teach him the value of an education. It was almost as if they were meant to find one another, help the other realize that you can’t just have one thing without the other, there had to be a balance in your life or else you might just drive yourself mad. Just a year of friendship had already started to relieve the pressure Daphne put on herself. She realized how unhealthy it was, that she was only causing herself harm by taking on too many tasks and not asking for help than good.       It was the end of her senior year, there was only a week left until finals and they would be graduating just a few days later, that she noticed his absence. In the past he was known for skipping school, his hangovers being too much to handle, but he really had started changing for the better that she grew worried about him when he didn’t show up for school. She texted him and called, but there was no answer. Daphne thought she was only just exaggerating the situation, overly worried like she always was that she just convinced herself he was hungover. But when a week passed and he still wasn’t there she grew even more worried. Stopping by his house to see if he was alright, his parents were never home so they weren’t much help, even getting her father to have one of his agents/bodyguards look into where he was. A little more than a week later they found Trevor’s body in the English channel, he died of drowning due to heavy toxication in his blood stream. Daphne was a mess when she found out the news, but she knew she had to put on a brave face. She started to revert back to her normal habits. Focusing on her studies, her commitments, her family, she thought that if she could busy herself she wouldn’t have to think of the loss of her dear friend, wouldn’t have to feel the pain that came with a loss. Everything she did somewhat worked, but there was always that gnawing feeling in her stomach whenever she thought back to her last days of high school. Daphne is quiet, preferring the company of her studies over trying to socialize at parties.   She really only hangs out with her cousins, and finds it hard to let people who aren’t her blood into her life. She did that before and she lost them, she wasn’t going to be that attached to someone ever again. It is her first year at Ivory Rose Academy. Her parents thinking it would be best for her to be around her family, and they hoped that she would be able to make relationships with the other royals, but it isn’t so easy. Stuck in a place with her cousins as her friends, surrounded by at least a good education system, Daphne tries to continue on the life she has found to be her comfort zone, knowing that is might just be the only life she leads.

Daphne Fitzroy  | 20 | Duchess of Angoulême, France | House of Pear | FC Felicity Jones |TAKEN | 
 
 Anything she wanted was given to her and without even the mildest of consideration. Daphne hated the rich lifestyle that she grew up in. Most would think that she was crazy, but the girl found luxuries to be overwhelming. She enjoyed the simple things life had to offer; the sun rising and setting, the sound of laughter being carried in the wind, and the feeling of the wind kissing her cheek in the summer air. Daphne’s life was a blessing, she knew that, and though she might enjoy the simpler things she never took what she had for granted. It was just that materialistic ideals were never once hers.

Growing up, Daphne excelled in school mainly because she loved to read and write. She knew a lot of random facts that often helped her with a wide variety of subjects that she had to take as she moved up in levels of her education. Her parents were proud of her and often showed her off; saying that they had the perfect daughter and she would turn out to be something great. There was always pressure on the young girl’s shoulders. Mostly it was caused by herself putting the weight of everything she did on her slim frame. Too stubborn to ask for help when she needed it, always choosing to do things on her own, it was in her opinion the only way that the task would be accomplished to everyone’s standards. Daphne felt that everything she did was expected of her, but she never desired it. Constant hours spent slaving over her father and mother’s estates, keeping the financial system in check, while trying to manage a social life. Daphne never had that many friends, she was always too busy planning events, attending her uncle’s and aunt’s, the King and Queen of France, galas and parties. Her life was work, family, and down time, all in that order. When she wasn’t busying herself with different organizations or helping her father and mother run a dukedom she was spending time with her three cousins, Hannah, Auguste, and Audrey, trying to hold onto what little relationships she had.  

Daphne had a friend outside of her family, a boy she had met her Junior year of high school who transferred to the Parisian-posh school that she attended. His name was Trevor Burgundy, a millionaire’s son whose life revolved around the party scene. People never understood how the two of the became friends. She was the bookworm who was constantly focused on school, he was the party guy who was known to become so pissed (drunk) that he could never remember the night before. But, the two balanced each other out. Trevor taught Daphne how to loosen up, she wouldn’t allow herself to become hammered, only one drink and not on a school night, and she was able to teach him the value of an education. It was almost as if they were meant to find one another, help the other realize that you can’t just have one thing without the other, there had to be a balance in your life or else you might just drive yourself mad. Just a year of friendship had already started to relieve the pressure Daphne put on herself. She realized how unhealthy it was, that she was only causing herself harm by taking on too many tasks and not asking for help than good.      

It was the end of her senior year, there was only a week left until finals and they would be graduating just a few days later, that she noticed his absence. In the past he was known for skipping school, his hangovers being too much to handle, but he really had started changing for the better that she grew worried about him when he didn’t show up for school. She texted him and called, but there was no answer. Daphne thought she was only just exaggerating the situation, overly worried like she always was that she just convinced herself he was hungover. But when a week passed and he still wasn’t there she grew even more worried. Stopping by his house to see if he was alright, his parents were never home so they weren’t much help, even getting her father to have one of his agents/bodyguards look into where he was. A little more than a week later they found Trevor’s body in the English channel, he died of drowning due to heavy toxication in his blood stream. Daphne was a mess when she found out the news, but she knew she had to put on a brave face. She started to revert back to her normal habits. Focusing on her studies, her commitments, her family, she thought that if she could busy herself she wouldn’t have to think of the loss of her dear friend, wouldn’t have to feel the pain that came with a loss. Everything she did somewhat worked, but there was always that gnawing feeling in her stomach whenever she thought back to her last days of high school. Daphne is quiet, preferring the company of her studies over trying to socialize at parties.   She really only hangs out with her cousins, and finds it hard to let people who aren’t her blood into her life. She did that before and she lost them, she wasn’t going to be that attached to someone ever again. It is her first year at Ivory Rose Academy. Her parents thinking it would be best for her to be around her family, and they hoped that she would be able to make relationships with the other royals, but it isn’t so easy. Stuck in a place with her cousins as her friends, surrounded by at least a good education system, Daphne tries to continue on the life she has found to be her comfort zone, knowing that is might just be the only life she leads.

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Minjung Yi    20    Princess of South Korea |FC Taeyeon Kim| TAKEN | Background: Being the only daughter in the South Korean royal family led to Minjung having a very sheltered life. In her parent’s eyes she was the flower of the family and she was raised to be as such. This meant perfect etiquette, a sweet disposition, and humility were a must. Minjung thrived under the private tutelage that her parents provided for her and her older brother, Taehyun. Despite expectations she took a keen interest in the political realm and had a quick mind for foreign relations. Due to this her parents thought it would be a wise decision to send her to Ivory Rose. Their hopes were that she could extend her personal network and, by extension, South Korea’s prestige. The flower of the family is now expected to be the flower of South Korea.Minjung is excited to finally leave South Korea and see the world. While she knows she has to maintain a proper image for her country and her family she is anticipating the new connections she’ll make and new opportunities she’ll have. She is especially looking forward to the opportunity to make friends her own age as she has never met any of the other royal families before. She is ready to take on Ivory Rose and make a name for herself. Knowing that her parents would happily arrange a marriage for her with a more powerful country, she is almost desperate to prove herself as an asset for South Korea. She wants to see the world, but South Korea is still her home.Because of her sheltered upbringing, Minjung is rather naïve. While she excels in dealing with people in an official setting she struggles with people on a more personal level. She sometimes does not realize when she is making a social error. Despite her social clumsiness she genuinely wants to make friends and has a good heart.

Minjung Yi    20    Princess of South Korea |FC Taeyeon Kim| TAKEN |


Background: Being the only daughter in the South Korean royal family led to Minjung having a very sheltered life. In her parent’s eyes she was the flower of the family and she was raised to be as such. This meant perfect etiquette, a sweet disposition, and humility were a must. Minjung thrived under the private tutelage that her parents provided for her and her older brother, Taehyun. Despite expectations she took a keen interest in the political realm and had a quick mind for foreign relations. Due to this her parents thought it would be a wise decision to send her to Ivory Rose. Their hopes were that she could extend her personal network and, by extension, South Korea’s prestige. The flower of the family is now expected to be the flower of South Korea.

Minjung is excited to finally leave South Korea and see the world. While she knows she has to maintain a proper image for her country and her family she is anticipating the new connections she’ll make and new opportunities she’ll have. She is especially looking forward to the opportunity to make friends her own age as she has never met any of the other royal families before. She is ready to take on Ivory Rose and make a name for herself. Knowing that her parents would happily arrange a marriage for her with a more powerful country, she is almost desperate to prove herself as an asset for South Korea. She wants to see the world, but South Korea is still her home.

Because of her sheltered upbringing, Minjung is rather naïve. While she excels in dealing with people in an official setting she struggles with people on a more personal level. She sometimes does not realize when she is making a social error. Despite her social clumsiness she genuinely wants to make friends and has a good heart.

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Lesley Gallagher | 19 | Princess of Ireland | FC: Deborah Ann Woll |TAKEN Lesley is the youngest princess out of the House of Gallagher. For most of her childhood, she has lived in the shadow of her charismatic, charming older sister Briana. Having always compared herself to her sister and to other princesses, Lesley picked up low self-esteem. Her parents allowed her to be to tutored in the Irish countryside instead of making her enroll into Ivory Rose Academy. Lesley finally enrolled into the academy last year looking noticeably gorgeous and grown up. She found herself awkward in social situations and naive, usually staying by the side of her sister Briana and her other siblings that she trusts. Last year, Lesley fell hard for Antony Petrov, and he for her. Innocence and corruption, underage and twenty-three years old—all of their opposites attracted. Unfortunately, relationships like this don’t end without the softer one getting a few emotional scars, even if Antony didn’t mean to cause her any. Lesley’s mother and father have warned her to stay away from men of bad influence. They forgot to mention women of bad influence, for this year Lesley has made an unlikely friend: Angelina Petrova, the most conniving girl at school. Lesley is the youngest princess of Ireland, third in line to the throne. Unlike her older siblings, Lesley was educated in Ireland, one on one with a tutor. She grew up in her sisters shadow, and as a result she has very low self esteem. Lesley is a nice girl, but is often socially awkward in most situations, and will rarely start conversations with people she does not know. For a little while at Ivory she mainly spent time with her older sister Briana, and her friends – until she met Antony Petrov. He was the last person that anyone expected Lesley to fall for, but despite the countless differences they fell hard for each other. Things did not end well for either of them, they had a fight and ended things. Lesley ended up with the majority of emotional scars after the break up –and as a result she returned to Ireland to recover. She could not stay in a place where she would be reminded of him every day.  Upon her return, she was a slightly different girl. Still shy, but she had gained a little of that fire and stubbornness that her father was famous for. For a while she was happy, and cheerful and she began to feel like herself again. But then Tony returned to Ivory, and after her birthday the pair began casually seeing each other again.  Soon enough though, they dove in head first and left for a private island during spring break.  They were happy again, like they had never broken up at all. Until Tony abandoned her on the island. Lesley was devastated, and blamed herself for getting back together with him. She didn’t find out until later that he left her for what he thought was a good reason. Even with Tony’s precautions, she was still kidnapped – along with Tony’s sister Angelina. She came back from Russia, stronger. Or at least she felt like she was. She would be left with the small scar on her cheek forever, as a reminder of her mistake. If she hadn’t given Tony a second chance she could have spared herself this pain. She kept to herself, seeking comfort with family – struggling with nightmares, and still dealing with the hurt of Tony leaving her again. After some time alone to heal, and quite a few sleeping pills she started being social again. Of course being social, meant that she would clash with Tony again. She was fully aware of the effect he had on her, she thought herself strong enough to fight it. She needed to break the addiction. It was harder than she thought, and after one drunken encounter which left her with some scars – she tried harder to fight him off. The end of year party was an all-time low for her, she had a few too many and watched Tony beat up two guys – one of whom was her close friend. And she still left with him. But that was nothing compared to what she said after to her close friends. She didn’t deserve forgiveness for what she said, they were horrible things. Everyone was telling her not to think about it, she was drunk and therefore she wasn’t herself. But she still felt guilty. The next morning the full weight of her actions settled on her. Her father was furious, and sentenced her to spend the summer in Ireland- and possibly never go back to Ireland. Lesley knew she deserved her punishment, so she didn’t complain. She knew her family just wanted what was best for her, and she clearly didn’t know what that was. She said her goodbyes to everyone, even to Tony – and they parted on good terms. She was estatic that he still loved her, but if she mentioned it to her family they would hunt him down wherever he was and have him killed. Or at least that’s what she pictured in her mind. Over the summer Lesley tried to better herself. Even if she felt better, she still needed to heal. Maybe Tony’s last words to her would help her do that. The majority of the summer she spent in Ireland, but she had a few visitors. Most of them were family, but some students came to visit her. She did convince her father to allow her to leave and see a few Olympic events with her family – but her guards were well informed about Tony and if he was spotted anywhere she would be rushed back to Ireland. At the end of the summer, her father lectured her again for a few hours – and permitted her to return to Ivory. Lesley is returning to Ivory and looks at it as a fresh start. She would not take it for granted this year, and would be primarily focusing on her studies. She would try her very best not to make any rash decisions like she did last year. The last year had torn her apart, and over the summer she had healed and felt truly like Lesley again. She couldn’t wait to go back to Ivory and see all of her friends again.  

Lesley Gallagher | 19 | Princess of Ireland | FC: Deborah Ann Woll |TAKEN

Lesley is the youngest princess out of the House of Gallagher. For most of her childhood, she has lived in the shadow of her charismatic, charming older sister Briana. Having always compared herself to her sister and to other princesses, Lesley picked up low self-esteem. Her parents allowed her to be to tutored in the Irish countryside instead of making her enroll into Ivory Rose Academy. Lesley finally enrolled into the academy last year looking noticeably gorgeous and grown up. She found herself awkward in social situations and naive, usually staying by the side of her sister Briana and her other siblings that she trusts. Last year, Lesley fell hard for Antony Petrov, and he for her. Innocence and corruption, underage and twenty-three years old—all of their opposites attracted. Unfortunately, relationships like this don’t end without the softer one getting a few emotional scars, even if Antony didn’t mean to cause her any. Lesley’s mother and father have warned her to stay away from men of bad influence. They forgot to mention women of bad influence, for this year Lesley has made an unlikely friend: Angelina Petrova, the most conniving girl at school. Lesley is the youngest princess of Ireland, third in line to the throne. Unlike her older siblings, Lesley was educated in Ireland, one on one with a tutor. She grew up in her sisters shadow, and as a result she has very low self esteem. Lesley is a nice girl, but is often socially awkward in most situations, and will rarely start conversations with people she does not know. For a little while at Ivory she mainly spent time with her older sister Briana, and her friends – until she met Antony Petrov. He was the last person that anyone expected Lesley to fall for, but despite the countless differences they fell hard for each other. Things did not end well for either of them, they had a fight and ended things. Lesley ended up with the majority of emotional scars after the break up –and as a result she returned to Ireland to recover. She could not stay in a place where she would be reminded of him every day.

 
Upon her return, she was a slightly different girl. Still shy, but she had gained a little of that fire and stubbornness that her father was famous for. For a while she was happy, and cheerful and she began to feel like herself again. But then Tony returned to Ivory, and after her birthday the pair began casually seeing each other again.  Soon enough though, they dove in head first and left for a private island during spring break.  They were happy again, like they had never broken up at all. Until Tony abandoned her on the island. Lesley was devastated, and blamed herself for getting back together with him. She didn’t find out until later that he left her for what he thought was a good reason. Even with Tony’s precautions, she was still kidnapped – along with Tony’s sister Angelina.


She came back from Russia, stronger. Or at least she felt like she was. She would be left with the small scar on her cheek forever, as a reminder of her mistake. If she hadn’t given Tony a second chance she could have spared herself this pain. She kept to herself, seeking comfort with family – struggling with nightmares, and still dealing with the hurt of Tony leaving her again. After some time alone to heal, and quite a few sleeping pills she started being social again. Of course being social, meant that she would clash with Tony again. She was fully aware of the effect he had on her, she thought herself strong enough to fight it. She needed to break the addiction. It was harder than she thought, and after one drunken encounter which left her with some scars – she tried harder to fight him off. The end of year party was an all-time low for her, she had a few too many and watched Tony beat up two guys – one of whom was her close friend. And she still left with him. But that was nothing compared to what she said after to her close friends. She didn’t deserve forgiveness for what she said, they were horrible things. Everyone was telling her not to think about it, she was drunk and therefore she wasn’t herself. But she still felt guilty. The next morning the full weight of her actions settled on her. Her father was furious, and sentenced her to spend the summer in Ireland- and possibly never go back to Ireland. Lesley knew she deserved her punishment, so she didn’t complain. She knew her family just wanted what was best for her, and she clearly didn’t know what that was. She said her goodbyes to everyone, even to Tony – and they parted on good terms. She was estatic that he still loved her, but if she mentioned it to her family they would hunt him down wherever he was and have him killed. Or at least that’s what she pictured in her mind.


Over the summer Lesley tried to better herself. Even if she felt better, she still needed to heal. Maybe Tony’s last words to her would help her do that. The majority of the summer she spent in Ireland, but she had a few visitors. Most of them were family, but some students came to visit her. She did convince her father to allow her to leave and see a few Olympic events with her family – but her guards were well informed about Tony and if he was spotted anywhere she would be rushed back to Ireland. At the end of the summer, her father lectured her again for a few hours – and permitted her to return to Ivory. Lesley is returning to Ivory and looks at it as a fresh start. She would not take it for granted this year, and would be primarily focusing on her studies. She would try her very best not to make any rash decisions like she did last year. The last year had torn her apart, and over the summer she had healed and felt truly like Lesley again. She couldn’t wait to go back to Ivory and see all of her friends again.  

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Ferra Colby | 18 | Princess of Australia | FC: Skyler Samuels |TAKEN|  Ferra was born in Sydney, Australia, living in a nice house not to far from the ocean until she was thirteen years old. Ferra’s grandparents on her mother’s side lived right next door to her and she thought that this was an idle life until her parents told her about who she really was. Sitting down with her elder brother Miles, Ferra and her brother were told about their true identities as the royals of Australia. Ferra had a hard time believing it at first. Sure, she knew her father worked along side the monarchy and government, but she had always just assumed he was their loyal or advisor or something like that and that is why her mother and father always seemed to be traveling. They lived in a small town full of surfers and artists that she never once speculated that something was off about their life.       The news had come as quiet a shock to her, not being able to really process what had happened she walked right out the front door and towards the beach where she spent the night. It was later that morning that she found out why her parents had kept such a thing from her. They wanted their children to experience a normal life, one where paparazzi weren’t constantly hounding you and they didn’t have to worry about the pressures to keep a composure in public. The king and queen wanted them to experience what it was like to live in a nice home, where they had to find jobs to make a living, and become friends with others because of how they were and not their title. It was a chance for the children to be instilled with some values and keep them humble.  Proceeding after finding out about her status, Ferra and her brother packed up and moved into the palace that generations of the Colby line had been living in.   It Ferra a while to adjust to the new life, the servants, the press, everything was so in your face that she didn’t know how to deal with it. She longed for the nights spent sleeping on the beach and the waking up to the sounds of waves crashing just a few feet away. She never was an indoors girl. Enjoying the warmth of the sun and the outdoors more than spending time indoors for classes. For the next five years of her life, Ferra was privately taught in her home. She had to learn the basics if she was ever going to be able to adjust in a royal school. She never understood why there was all this fuss about her ‘adjusting’ to a royal school. A school is just a school, everyone is the same, this one was just filled with a bunch of royals. What is the big deal in that? As much as the whole thing confused her she still went along with it. Opting to have her private teachers teach her outside where she could still enjoy the soft breezes and the sun, yet not get distracted by staring out the window at the landscape around her. Ferra is an average student when it comes to her schooling. She is always to preoccupied or just forgets to do assignments because of being distracted, usually scrambling the last minute to finish them. It isn’t that she doesn’t try to do well in school, it is just school is not one of her favorite things. Ferra is just like the girl next store. Funny, cute, friendly, and a bit of a mystery. No one knows really anything about her except for when the press covered the story about when she first found out. It wasn’t as if the press or other royal families didn’t know the King and Queen didn’t have children, they just never expected them to actually go through with them raising their children normally. It is her first year at Ivory, her brother had started at the school just seven months ago. She’s skeptical of all the royals here, but is willing to make the best of her situation and meet new people.  

Ferra Colby | 18 | Princess of Australia | FC: Skyler Samuels |TAKEN|

 Ferra was born in Sydney, Australia, living in a nice house not to far from the ocean until she was thirteen years old. Ferra’s grandparents on her mother’s side lived right next door to her and she thought that this was an idle life until her parents told her about who she really was. Sitting down with her elder brother Miles, Ferra and her brother were told about their true identities as the royals of Australia. Ferra had a hard time believing it at first. Sure, she knew her father worked along side the monarchy and government, but she had always just assumed he was their loyal or advisor or something like that and that is why her mother and father always seemed to be traveling. They lived in a small town full of surfers and artists that she never once speculated that something was off about their life.      

The news had come as quiet a shock to her, not being able to really process what had happened she walked right out the front door and towards the beach where she spent the night. It was later that morning that she found out why her parents had kept such a thing from her. They wanted their children to experience a normal life, one where paparazzi weren’t constantly hounding you and they didn’t have to worry about the pressures to keep a composure in public. The king and queen wanted them to experience what it was like to live in a nice home, where they had to find jobs to make a living, and become friends with others because of how they were and not their title. It was a chance for the children to be instilled with some values and keep them humble.  Proceeding after finding out about her status, Ferra and her brother packed up and moved into the palace that generations of the Colby line had been living in.  

It Ferra a while to adjust to the new life, the servants, the press, everything was so in your face that she didn’t know how to deal with it. She longed for the nights spent sleeping on the beach and the waking up to the sounds of waves crashing just a few feet away. She never was an indoors girl. Enjoying the warmth of the sun and the outdoors more than spending time indoors for classes. For the next five years of her life, Ferra was privately taught in her home. She had to learn the basics if she was ever going to be able to adjust in a royal school. She never understood why there was all this fuss about her ‘adjusting’ to a royal school. A school is just a school, everyone is the same, this one was just filled with a bunch of royals. What is the big deal in that?

As much as the whole thing confused her she still went along with it. Opting to have her private teachers teach her outside where she could still enjoy the soft breezes and the sun, yet not get distracted by staring out the window at the landscape around her. Ferra is an average student when it comes to her schooling. She is always to preoccupied or just forgets to do assignments because of being distracted, usually scrambling the last minute to finish them. It isn’t that she doesn’t try to do well in school, it is just school is not one of her favorite things.

Ferra is just like the girl next store. Funny, cute, friendly, and a bit of a mystery. No one knows really anything about her except for when the press covered the story about when she first found out. It wasn’t as if the press or other royal families didn’t know the King and Queen didn’t have children, they just never expected them to actually go through with them raising their children normally. It is her first year at Ivory, her brother had started at the school just seven months ago. She’s skeptical of all the royals here, but is willing to make the best of her situation and meet new people.  

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Adelasia De Luca | 22 | Prince of Italy | FC Emmy Rossum | TAKEN | Adelasia is the heart and glue of the De Luca family. Being the middle child, she had never gotten the level of attention as her two brother got. She was seen as a little girl who should be shielded from any wrong doings. The De Luca gem, that is what they called her. Precious and rare, something that could be stolen or broken my someone or something. This bothered Lasia. She didn’t like being treated delicately, even though when she was a small child she adored the constant attention she got from the servants and her family. Everyone was always there to do something for her, she didn’t have to life a finger. But, this soon became a thing that annoyed her. Her parents started having be constantly watched whenever she wander around the grounds or walked in the halls of her home. Her parents’ treatment of her brothers and her was something she never like. She wanted to have the same freedom they did and not be treated like something that was breakable. Living with two boys had actually made her stronger. She knew how to handle herself and wasn’t one of those princesses who needed things to be done for her, she could do it herself. Lasia took up the role as the mature, smart sister, always being the one to break up her brothers’ arguments and play peace maker between the two of them..  Her childhood days and most of her preteens were spent running around with her two brothers, participating in what they did while still trying to retain some order. She was the tom boy, she hated wearing dresses when she was required to and would much rather have walked around in a pair of nice jeans and one of her brother’s sweatshirts. Lasia was stubborn, there was no telling her she couldn’t do something just because she was a girl or it wasn’t something a young lady should do. The day that Lasia began shedding her tom boy image was when she was fourteen years old. She feel head over heels for a boy named Sam. He was one of the Lord’s sons in Italy and he had these deep brown eyes that any girl could loose themselves in, which most did. The downside to all of this was that Sam only saw her as one of the guys. Many nights she had spent running around the riviera with her brothers and their friends, including Sam, just goofing around with them and doing stupid things. That is how it was with all the boys she knew, they only saw her as a friend, probably half of them didn’t even realize she was indeed a female. Her chest was flattened by a sports bra, her hair was tangle mess that was pulled tightly into a ponytail, no  wonder they saw her that way. Looking at herself in the mirror one night after a game in the hills, Lasia whipped away all the dirt that was on her face and saw herself as something more than a tomboy, she started to see herself as a girl who could have both sides of the coin when it came to the way she dressed and that it was time to stop acting like one of the guys, just so she wouldn’t be seen as breakable. After that day, Lasia began to wear tighter jeans that actually flattered her curves, she started wearing the right undergarments and actually began brushing her hair. She was a completely different person, in both looks and how she felt. Boys began seeing her as more than a friend and she started to find herself. She was still the peace keeper in her household, but she know had her own identity and didn’t have to do exactly what her brothers did. Lasia began to enjoy dressing up in dresses and skirts, they started to become a regular thing in her wardrobe. Lasia is still the same laid back, care free girl she has always been. Some of her best friends till this day are the boys she use to rough house with back in Italy, and they are now some of her ex. boyfriends. Discovering that there was more to life than trying to be treated like her brothers or fit in with them changed her perspective on life and helped to find herself. She loves to travel around the world, mostly backpacking, and experience what life has to offer her. The bodyguards that once followed her as a child still follow her till this day, though their presence has become tolerable and she no longer sees it as a burden, but now more as her parents just wanting to keep her safe. Following the tradition, Lasia started to attend Ivory when she was fifteen years old. It was here that she met Anna Cristina Larsson and Issac Carlton, two of her best friends at the academy, more like other halves. The three of them are as thick as thieves and balance one another out. Following tradition always comes with a price. One that she isn’t sure she wants to uphold. Adelasia is required to marry a young royal of her parents choosing. She has no say in the matter and has to follow along with her parents’ wishes. The thought of being married to someone she doesn’t have any remote feelings for, even that of friendship or just liking as a person, scares her. She wants to at least marry someone who she could grow to love and not some heartless shell of a person. Lasia doesn’t know what is in store for her life. Until her parents decide on a match for her she will just do what she always does: have fun. Relationship Status: Single, but will have an arranged marriage.

Adelasia De Luca | 22 | Prince of Italy | FC Emmy Rossum | TAKEN |

Adelasia is the heart and glue of the De Luca family. Being the middle child, she had never gotten the level of attention as her two brother got. She was seen as a little girl who should be shielded from any wrong doings. The De Luca gem, that is what they called her. Precious and rare, something that could be stolen or broken my someone or something. This bothered Lasia. She didn’t like being treated delicately, even though when she was a small child she adored the constant attention she got from the servants and her family. Everyone was always there to do something for her, she didn’t have to life a finger. But, this soon became a thing that annoyed her. Her parents started having be constantly watched whenever she wander around the grounds or walked in the halls of her home. Her parents’ treatment of her brothers and her was something she never like. She wanted to have the same freedom they did and not be treated like something that was breakable. Living with two boys had actually made her stronger. She knew how to handle herself and wasn’t one of those princesses who needed things to be done for her, she could do it herself. Lasia took up the role as the mature, smart sister, always being the one to break up her brothers’ arguments and play peace maker between the two of them.. 

Her childhood days and most of her preteens were spent running around with her two brothers, participating in what they did while still trying to retain some order. She was the tom boy, she hated wearing dresses when she was required to and would much rather have walked around in a pair of nice jeans and one of her brother’s sweatshirts. Lasia was stubborn, there was no telling her she couldn’t do something just because she was a girl or it wasn’t something a young lady should do.

The day that Lasia began shedding her tom boy image was when she was fourteen years old. She feel head over heels for a boy named Sam. He was one of the Lord’s sons in Italy and he had these deep brown eyes that any girl could loose themselves in, which most did. The downside to all of this was that Sam only saw her as one of the guys. Many nights she had spent running around the riviera with her brothers and their friends, including Sam, just goofing around with them and doing stupid things.

That is how it was with all the boys she knew, they only saw her as a friend, probably half of them didn’t even realize she was indeed a female. Her chest was flattened by a sports bra, her hair was tangle mess that was pulled tightly into a ponytail, no  wonder they saw her that way. Looking at herself in the mirror one night after a game in the hills, Lasia whipped away all the dirt that was on her face and saw herself as something more than a tomboy, she started to see herself as a girl who could have both sides of the coin when it came to the way she dressed and that it was time to stop acting like one of the guys, just so she wouldn’t be seen as breakable.

After that day, Lasia began to wear tighter jeans that actually flattered her curves, she started wearing the right undergarments and actually began brushing her hair. She was a completely different person, in both looks and how she felt. Boys began seeing her as more than a friend and she started to find herself. She was still the peace keeper in her household, but she know had her own identity and didn’t have to do exactly what her brothers did.

Lasia began to enjoy dressing up in dresses and skirts, they started to become a regular thing in her wardrobe. Lasia is still the same laid back, care free girl she has always been. Some of her best friends till this day are the boys she use to rough house with back in Italy, and they are now some of her ex. boyfriends.

Discovering that there was more to life than trying to be treated like her brothers or fit in with them changed her perspective on life and helped to find herself. She loves to travel around the world, mostly backpacking, and experience what life has to offer her. The bodyguards that once followed her as a child still follow her till this day, though their presence has become tolerable and she no longer sees it as a burden, but now more as her parents just wanting to keep her safe.

Following the tradition, Lasia started to attend Ivory when she was fifteen years old. It was here that she met Anna Cristina Larsson and Issac Carlton, two of her best friends at the academy, more like other halves. The three of them are as thick as thieves and balance one another out. Following tradition always comes with a price. One that she isn’t sure she wants to uphold.

Adelasia is required to marry a young royal of her parents choosing. She has no say in the matter and has to follow along with her parents’ wishes. The thought of being married to someone she doesn’t have any remote feelings for, even that of friendship or just liking as a person, scares her. She wants to at least marry someone who she could grow to love and not some heartless shell of a person.

Lasia doesn’t know what is in store for her life. Until her parents decide on a match for her she will just do what she always does: have fun.

Relationship Status: Single, but will have an arranged marriage.


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Angela Barnes | 25 | AP Art Teacher | FC: Emily Blunt Neither the nicest, or the meanest of teachers; Angela Barnes is quite a character. Compared the last AP Art teacher, Angie is a lot more entertaining to watch. But to know her ways you’ll have to go back to her past. Childhood even. Angela comes from the city of Bristol, from a single mother and a missing father figure, lord only knows how she got in the spot she’s in now. Angela’s mother was never there for her, leading her to self-soothe. At an early age, she had to defend herself. With a hint of wit, and a lot of wisdom up her sleeve; Angie knew how to take care of herself pretty well. Especially in school. She shrugged off most of the parties, and the drugs, and did the best she could. Sure, it wasn’t the most “popular” thing to do, but it was Angela’s best interest to get the fuck out of Bristol. To her it was nowhere town, and she couldn’t see any future in herself being there. So she hauled ass to make sure that staying here forever wasn’t a possibility. Angela had a huge passion for art, it was only till’ Senior year in high school when others noticed it was more of a talent than a hobby. Angela started getting her name out there, keeping the grades up, everything she could to outshine others in the game. She wasn’t a shy soul either, oh no. Knowing how to play her cards just right, she knew she’d get that scholarship to the Art Institute of Chicago if she did everything correctly. One summer though, was a great game changer. Angela thought of taking one quick photography course at the Wimbledon College of Art. Saving up every nickle she could, and she didn’t know why this stood out for her. Angie just thought this would stick out in her application. Upon this summer, Angela faced one of her biggest obstacles: Joseph Duerr. At first sight, Angie didn’t have any interest in him. In fact he thought he was a total arse. Always hitting on her during class hours, and Angela thought he was so unprofessional. That was until one late class when Angie was organizing a few photos, and packing up a bit late. Joe was there of ocurse, and Angela just rolled her eyes at his presence. Then after a lot of “As if’s” and arguing from Angie, Joe sort of calmed her down. And calmed her down as in just kissed her right there and then. Disgusted, Angela slapped him across the face and walked out of the room with her stuff. In that moment though, she thought of how right that felt. Running back in that room to continue what Joseph started.  Since then, it was a typical summer romance. Far from what Angela was used to. All her past relationships were pure shit. They all were cheats and liars, and Angie put up with all of that. Joe? He was as pure as gold honestly. Making her laugh, making her love again. Honestly, they were in love. “Together forever” no matter how cheesy it sounded. But was it too happy? Angela never really felt this love, and she thought maybe Joe was too good for her. A girl raised from the streets of Bristol, dating the Lord of Wimbledon. It was a lot for Angie to handle. So what did the “angel” named Angela do? Well, when Joseph and Angela were already living together, she started making a few friends. One specifically, a man going who ran his own pottery shop a few blocks away. Artistic, charming, and witty. Almost like Angela. So when Joseph was away for a few days, Angela and the next door neighbor shared a lot of  time together. One day when Joseph came earlier than expected, he came home with balloons and cake since it was Angela’s birthday. The not so pleasant part? Angie was snogging with the neighbor on the couch right as Joe opened the door. Angela’s birthday, that was the day she ruined it all. It’s also the day she decided she couldn’t stay here longer. Couldn’t deal with everything that could happen afterwards. Angela decided to fly to Chicago with all the left over money she had. Seven years from now, Angela is one of the best US artists known. Even if she’s not originally from the United States. She made her name known first in Chicago. Being famous for her famous painting “Cheat”, which she dedicated to not only her ex’s, but to herself. Her art isn’t really the most peppy, but it truly is inspiring. And Lady Clarissa sure noticed that when she popped down New York City for an art showcase of Angela’s a few months ago. Angela was offered the magnificent job of teaching AP Art at the world-wide known academy of Ivory Rose. She just couldn’t turn that job offer down. If only she had known Joseph attended there as well.

Angela Barnes | 25 | AP Art Teacher | FC: Emily Blunt

Neither the nicest, or the meanest of teachers; Angela Barnes is quite a character. Compared the last AP Art teacher, Angie is a lot more entertaining to watch. But to know her ways you’ll have to go back to her past. Childhood even. Angela comes from the city of Bristol, from a single mother and a missing father figure, lord only knows how she got in the spot she’s in now. Angela’s mother was never there for her, leading her to self-soothe. At an early age, she had to defend herself. With a hint of wit, and a lot of wisdom up her sleeve; Angie knew how to take care of herself pretty well. Especially in school. She shrugged off most of the parties, and the drugs, and did the best she could. Sure, it wasn’t the most “popular” thing to do, but it was Angela’s best interest to get the fuck out of Bristol. To her it was nowhere town, and she couldn’t see any future in herself being there. So she hauled ass to make sure that staying here forever wasn’t a possibility.

Angela had a huge passion for art, it was only till’ Senior year in high school when others noticed it was more of a talent than a hobby. Angela started getting her name out there, keeping the grades up, everything she could to outshine others in the game. She wasn’t a shy soul either, oh no. Knowing how to play her cards just right, she knew she’d get that scholarship to the Art Institute of Chicago if she did everything correctly. One summer though, was a great game changer. Angela thought of taking one quick photography course at the Wimbledon College of Art. Saving up every nickle she could, and she didn’t know why this stood out for her. Angie just thought this would stick out in her application. Upon this summer, Angela faced one of her biggest obstacles: Joseph Duerr. At first sight, Angie didn’t have any interest in him. In fact he thought he was a total arse. Always hitting on her during class hours, and Angela thought he was so unprofessional. That was until one late class when Angie was organizing a few photos, and packing up a bit late. Joe was there of ocurse, and Angela just rolled her eyes at his presence. Then after a lot of “As if’s” and arguing from Angie, Joe sort of calmed her down. And calmed her down as in just kissed her right there and then. Disgusted, Angela slapped him across the face and walked out of the room with her stuff. In that moment though, she thought of how right that felt. Running back in that room to continue what Joseph started. 

Since then, it was a typical summer romance. Far from what Angela was used to. All her past relationships were pure shit. They all were cheats and liars, and Angie put up with all of that. Joe? He was as pure as gold honestly. Making her laugh, making her love again. Honestly, they were in love. “Together forever” no matter how cheesy it sounded. But was it too happy? Angela never really felt this love, and she thought maybe Joe was too good for her. A girl raised from the streets of Bristol, dating the Lord of Wimbledon. It was a lot for Angie to handle. So what did the “angel” named Angela do? Well, when Joseph and Angela were already living together, she started making a few friends. One specifically, a man going who ran his own pottery shop a few blocks away. Artistic, charming, and witty. Almost like Angela. So when Joseph was away for a few days, Angela and the next door neighbor shared a lot of  time together. One day when Joseph came earlier than expected, he came home with balloons and cake since it was Angela’s birthday. The not so pleasant part? Angie was snogging with the neighbor on the couch right as Joe opened the door. Angela’s birthday, that was the day she ruined it all. It’s also the day she decided she couldn’t stay here longer. Couldn’t deal with everything that could happen afterwards. Angela decided to fly to Chicago with all the left over money she had.

Seven years from now, Angela is one of the best US artists known. Even if she’s not originally from the United States. She made her name known first in Chicago. Being famous for her famous painting “Cheat”, which she dedicated to not only her ex’s, but to herself. Her art isn’t really the most peppy, but it truly is inspiring. And Lady Clarissa sure noticed that when she popped down New York City for an art showcase of Angela’s a few months ago. Angela was offered the magnificent job of teaching AP Art at the world-wide known academy of Ivory Rose. She just couldn’t turn that job offer down. If only she had known Joseph attended there as well.

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Klaudia Haas | 15 | Princess of Austria | FC Isabelle Fuhrman | TAKEN |  As a young girl, when Klaudia thought of her future she only pictured one thing. That she would one day be Queen. Yes, Klaudia had only one goal in life and that was to be the Queen of Austria, but seeing how she has two elder siblings, her dreams have slowly been cut down throughout the years. Klaudia has gotten it into her head that the only way to be recognized or to be seen as someone of greater importance than her status allowed her to be, she had to become Queen of a country. She doesn’t care which country it as a long as it is a country. Klaudia is the only royal at the academy, maybe in the history of royals who has ever sought after an arranged marriage. She wants to be Queen and she will do anything in her power to become Queen someday. A girl of fifteen she is far too young to be thinking of marriage, but she is already looking around the grounds in search of an eligible prince, who is first in line, to be her King…Well, maybe not just eligible males she is looking at.    Klaudia is completely different from her elder brother and sister. If it wasn’t for the Haas dark locks and eyes, people wouldn’t think they were related. Klaudia is power hungry, cunning, and always plans ahead. Klaudia had assumed her parents would be picking out a suitable match for the young girl, she had begged them many times to do it, that when she found out that they had arranged for her to marry a Duke she became enraged. She went on a rampage when her mother told her the news, smashing everything in her room that she could get her hands on. She was supposed to marry a prince, she was supposed to be his wife and Queen. Not some Duke who didn’t know how to speak in public.  Klaudia has now decided to come to Ivory Rose Academy in order to escape her parent’s constant set meetings with the family of the Duke she is to marry. She thinks he is a fool and will not stand to see herself be wed off to him. She had gone to her parents in order to get out of the contract, but they had been hesitant to do so. The Duke’s family was powerful and was not someone one should break an agreement with. Klaudia regrets asking her parents for the arranged marriage, knowing full well she should have searched for her own match, one that would meet what she was looking for.  Klaudia now wanders around the school looking for a better match than the one her parents had made for her. If she wants to be Queen, she’ll do it herself. Klaudia flirts with any prince she sees and comes off as rude to the females that are either friends with them or are romantically involved with them. She sees them as competition and something that needs to be out of the picture.  

Klaudia Haas | 15 | Princess of Austria | FC Isabelle Fuhrman | TAKEN | 

As a young girl, when Klaudia thought of her future she only pictured one thing. That she would one day be Queen. Yes, Klaudia had only one goal in life and that was to be the Queen of Austria, but seeing how she has two elder siblings, her dreams have slowly been cut down throughout the years. Klaudia has gotten it into her head that the only way to be recognized or to be seen as someone of greater importance than her status allowed her to be, she had to become Queen of a country. She doesn’t care which country it as a long as it is a country. Klaudia is the only royal at the academy, maybe in the history of royals who has ever sought after an arranged marriage. She wants to be Queen and she will do anything in her power to become Queen someday. A girl of fifteen she is far too young to be thinking of marriage, but she is already looking around the grounds in search of an eligible prince, who is first in line, to be her King…Well, maybe not just eligible males she is looking at.   

Klaudia is completely different from her elder brother and sister. If it wasn’t for the Haas dark locks and eyes, people wouldn’t think they were related. Klaudia is power hungry, cunning, and always plans ahead. Klaudia had assumed her parents would be picking out a suitable match for the young girl, she had begged them many times to do it, that when she found out that they had arranged for her to marry a Duke she became enraged. She went on a rampage when her mother told her the news, smashing everything in her room that she could get her hands on. She was supposed to marry a prince, she was supposed to be his wife and Queen. Not some Duke who didn’t know how to speak in public. 

Klaudia has now decided to come to Ivory Rose Academy in order to escape her parent’s constant set meetings with the family of the Duke she is to marry. She thinks he is a fool and will not stand to see herself be wed off to him. She had gone to her parents in order to get out of the contract, but they had been hesitant to do so. The Duke’s family was powerful and was not someone one should break an agreement with. Klaudia regrets asking her parents for the arranged marriage, knowing full well she should have searched for her own match, one that would meet what she was looking for. 

Klaudia now wanders around the school looking for a better match than the one her parents had made for her. If she wants to be Queen, she’ll do it herself. Klaudia flirts with any prince she sees and comes off as rude to the females that are either friends with them or are romantically involved with them. She sees them as competition and something that needs to be out of the picture.  

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Kadri Lilia Orav||20||Princess of Estonia||FC: Ellen Page One of a few children, Kadri is the most laid back. She likes just being around and she’s not too concerned about being a royal. She knows that it comes with perks, and she uses them to her full advantage. Kadri gets tired of hearing other people complain about wanting to be an ‘individual’ and still be royal, so she’s been known to tune out others. She isn’t much of a people person, but she can be if it’s necessary. She’s upfront about what she feels and thinks, sometimes too much so. While she’s very sarcastic, she’s genuine and loves with her whole heart. She’s decent in school, but has a rebellious side to her. Despite being sarcastic and rebellious, she isn’t aggressive and would rather kick back and watch things happen. She isn’t one for drama and avoids it as much as possible. Drama finds her still, especially since she doesn’t care what people say about her. She finds both sexes attractive and has been photographed kissing several different people. She’s got a bit of a reputation, though her parents just chuckle and shrug it off. Kadri doesn’t care about impressing anyone. Her firmest belief is that if you don’t like her for what she brings, then fuck off. She’s the comic relief in her family, and often jokes that she’s adopted. She has a great relationship with her parents, and loves her family. She came to Ivory Rose with her soon-to-be husband, Kaiden, as a favor to his parents. She keeps him in check and he keeps her happy. 

Kadri Lilia Orav||20||Princess of Estonia||FC: Ellen Page

One of a few children, Kadri is the most laid back. She likes just being around and she’s not too concerned about being a royal. She knows that it comes with perks, and she uses them to her full advantage. Kadri gets tired of hearing other people complain about wanting to be an ‘individual’ and still be royal, so she’s been known to tune out others. She isn’t much of a people person, but she can be if it’s necessary. She’s upfront about what she feels and thinks, sometimes too much so. While she’s very sarcastic, she’s genuine and loves with her whole heart. She’s decent in school, but has a rebellious side to her. Despite being sarcastic and rebellious, she isn’t aggressive and would rather kick back and watch things happen. She isn’t one for drama and avoids it as much as possible. Drama finds her still, especially since she doesn’t care what people say about her. She finds both sexes attractive and has been photographed kissing several different people. She’s got a bit of a reputation, though her parents just chuckle and shrug it off. Kadri doesn’t care about impressing anyone. Her firmest belief is that if you don’t like her for what she brings, then fuck off. She’s the comic relief in her family, and often jokes that she’s adopted. She has a great relationship with her parents, and loves her family. She came to Ivory Rose with her soon-to-be husband, Kaiden, as a favor to his parents. She keeps him in check and he keeps her happy. 

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Emiliya  Paisi | Cousin to Grigor  | 14 | FC: Maisie Williams | TAKEN | Emiliya: meaning rival Most people underestimate Emiliya. Most people think she’s this nice, innocent girl. And then most people end up being stabbed in the back by her vindictive words. She’s good at pretending she’s sweet, that there isn’t just something wrong with her that makes her hate everyone. She spent most of her childhood in a child psychologist’s office after she cut off her dolls heads and tried to drown one of street cats. She never hurt anyone or herself, but her parents took that as one of many signs that she needed help and that they needed to get as far away from her as they could, this is how she ended up living with Grigor’s grandfather and eventually with them.  Luckily Emiliya was good at playing the part of just a naive girl, who was sorry for what she had done. She’s very good at getting people to think she is a certain way, it’s gotten her out of many situations and far in just her short amount of years. After spending a year with the psychiatrist, she was around seven when she was sent to them, she was seen as having worked through her problems and that it was just her acting out in order to get some attention from her ‘neglectful’ parents.  Emiliya has this whole innocent thing mastered that she can turn the blame on someone else and she wont even bat an eyelash if that person is in severe trouble. It is what she like to do best, getting others into trouble and turning on anyone when she has the chance. Emiliya’s thirst to control others and have power over them has caught her uncle’s eye every since she came to live with him.   He saw in her what he saw in himself and he knew that someday when he passes that she would be the best one to inherit the Dukedom, though she is not of ‘royal’ blood. Throughout her years living with her uncle and cousin, Emiliya has grown to resent the Bulgarian royals and she wants just as badly as her uncle to have more power and land.   Emiliya has few friends. Due to her constant turning on them, revealing their secrets, and getting them into trouble she has been left with no one, save her uncle. She does not mind this, everyone she views that is not of her blood is inferior, even those of true royal blood.    Emiliya has been asked by her uncle to keep a close eye on her cousin Grigor as he attends Ivory Rose Academy. It is her job to make sure that he does not become close with the Bulgarian royals or try and patch up relationships with them. If he succeeds, everything her uncle has been working for will go down the drain and she will never hope to claim the Dukedom when he passes. As she attends the school, Emiliya will put on the best performance of her life, playing the timid, scared, little girl that everyone expects her to be. Once she has settled into the school she will start revealing her true nature to the older royals around her. She isn’t a little girl who can be taken advantage of, she is far more ruthless than she appears.   She wont have anything to do with the Bulgarian royals and constantly tears them down whenever she has the chance. They are not worthy of her time and do not deserve to have the titles they posses. It is time for someone to put them in there place and Emiliya will be the one to do that.    

Emiliya  Paisi | Cousin to Grigor  | 14 | FC: Maisie Williams | TAKEN |

Emiliya: meaning rival

Most people underestimate Emiliya. Most people think she’s this nice, innocent girl. And then most people end up being stabbed in the back by her vindictive words. She’s good at pretending she’s sweet, that there isn’t just something wrong with her that makes her hate everyone. She spent most of her childhood in a child psychologist’s office after she cut off her dolls heads and tried to drown one of street cats. She never hurt anyone or herself, but her parents took that as one of many signs that she needed help and that they needed to get as far away from her as they could, this is how she ended up living with Grigor’s grandfather and eventually with them. 

Luckily Emiliya was good at playing the part of just a naive girl, who was sorry for what she had done. She’s very good at getting people to think she is a certain way, it’s gotten her out of many situations and far in just her short amount of years. After spending a year with the psychiatrist, she was around seven when she was sent to them, she was seen as having worked through her problems and that it was just her acting out in order to get some attention from her ‘neglectful’ parents.  Emiliya has this whole innocent thing mastered that she can turn the blame on someone else and she wont even bat an eyelash if that person is in severe trouble. It is what she like to do best, getting others into trouble and turning on anyone when she has the chance. Emiliya’s thirst to control others and have power over them has caught her uncle’s eye every since she came to live with him.  

He saw in her what he saw in himself and he knew that someday when he passes that she would be the best one to inherit the Dukedom, though she is not of ‘royal’ blood. Throughout her years living with her uncle and cousin, Emiliya has grown to resent the Bulgarian royals and she wants just as badly as her uncle to have more power and land. 

 Emiliya has few friends. Due to her constant turning on them, revealing their secrets, and getting them into trouble she has been left with no one, save her uncle. She does not mind this, everyone she views that is not of her blood is inferior, even those of true royal blood.   

Emiliya has been asked by her uncle to keep a close eye on her cousin Grigor as he attends Ivory Rose Academy. It is her job to make sure that he does not become close with the Bulgarian royals or try and patch up relationships with them. If he succeeds, everything her uncle has been working for will go down the drain and she will never hope to claim the Dukedom when he passes. As she attends the school, Emiliya will put on the best performance of her life, playing the timid, scared, little girl that everyone expects her to be. Once she has settled into the school she will start revealing her true nature to the older royals around her. She isn’t a little girl who can be taken advantage of, she is far more ruthless than she appears.  

She wont have anything to do with the Bulgarian royals and constantly tears them down whenever she has the chance. They are not worthy of her time and do not deserve to have the titles they posses. It is time for someone to put them in there place and Emiliya will be the one to do that.  

 
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