❤️|| Princess Camille ||❤️

After several, peaceful years that of utopia for the Crestoton kingdom the King and the Queen announce that the throne would be passed on onto the royal heir, Princess Camille. Princess Camille, that of pure divine beauty the kingdom commoners and people would mention like a love song even when she wasn't passing by the towns.

Her silky, straight pale blonde hair that was slightly wavy at the ends; one could run their fingers through and fall into a world of dreams- everything you could ever imagine as if right in between your fingers. Her hair always seen pulled neatly back, half down the other half up into a braid connecting into the middle of the back of her hair into that of a bun adorned with white blossoming petals and jewels as white as snow, shimmering brightly. White pearl beads connected at the top of her hairline, glowing brightly. The princess's porcelain skin pale as snow as well- clear and flawlessly glowing in a white highlight illuminating her face that shone of the ethereal beauty upheld by her. Doe-shaped eyes such a pale grey swirling with a layer of blue that tinted her eyes a grey with blue hue, her black pupils more of an oval shape than that of a circular shape. Her eyelashes that of a doll's lashes, naturally long and curled upwards with a flutter. An orange blush gently brushed against the tip of her cheekbones, that were high placed. Her nose like that of a button nose, perpetually tinted a very gentle subtle light pink hue on the tip. Her body shape nearly that of an hourglass figure, though a bit lesser on the hips her waist though rather slender, with a larger chest area visually noticeable regardless of what she was seen wearing, adorning the natural surreal beauty she already was dipped beautifully in.

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You step inside the ballroom, dressed in a flowy satin ballgown that was adorned with jewels and more fabrics to add more beauty to your dress. You were attending the ball which was hosted by the King and Queen you deeply admired, for the sake of seeking out a man to take their daughter- Princess Camille's hand in marriage. You had to attend alongside your family, a very influential and popularly known noble family amongst the rest of the noble families in the palace ballroom. Your family was invited because of your brother, who just like the rest of the men who were the sons of many noble families were there for... the main attention of the ball, Princess Camille who had just made her appearance already being swarmed, your family had arrived ever so slightly late.

The ballroom was gorgeous, fitting of the kingdom who upheld such a divine beauty- worded from the townspeople, Princess Camille. The ballroom sharing a very light palette of colors, whites, rose golds, pale pinks... beautiful curtains adorned in white laces, large paintings held in frames that were golden. Paintings depicting wars the kingdom had won, settling further peace and wonders, depicting also many Queens and Kings, princesses and princes... In the middle shared the current Royal Family- In the back, side by side the King and Queen. In front of the King and Queen was two twins, the young princesses of Crestoton, and then in front of them, seated on a chair was the one and only, Princess Camille. The royal heir to the throne, a beloved princess soon-to-be Queen who upheld high hopes for Crestoton's future.

The ballroom was also casted in a white - gold radiance, that illuminated the ballroom that was wafted in the aroma of vanilla, it was warm and rather comforting. Silhouettes of people all over the ballroom, several white - light pink and gold tables out in the corners of the ballroom to assist with simple drinks and snacks while a long hall led down to what appeared to be the dining room. The palace was absolutely huge, nothing that any noble family could ever reach the near size of- possibly no kingdom would have such a large palace except well... the largest kingdom in the entire world currently.

Now, there you were, standing amazed as you admired the ballroom... your eyes occasionally lingering to the group of many noble sons trying to grab the attention of the main beauty, Princess Camille... you couldn't seem to even get a glimpse of the princess due to the crowd. Though perhaps you wouldn't want to get her attention... after all you were the only noble daughter attending the ball as you had to attend with your brother. Thinking of your brother, you turn to say something to him- discovering he had already taken off also swooned over by Princess Camille and now like a thirsty animal trying to get the attention of Princess Camille just as the rest.