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Reluctant Royalty...Teruva

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Monday, December 27th, 2004
9:31 am
A merry belated Christmas to those who celebrate it. I myself always celebrated it, even in the pound, so I made sure the castle celebration would be marvelous.

The ribbons were swirled all across the house, mistletoe hung where you can see, poinsettias were randomly placed. It was quite lovely. The tree was magnificent - 12 feet, tinsel all around, a massive star to top it all off. All the decorations shall remain until 1st Sleeping.

Why 1st Sleeping? That is when I leave for my voyage around Neopia. Duchess Reia is anticipating my visit to her native desert by listing all the dreadful things she would like us to do. I hope we won't do many of them. Of course, none is preferred. The only one I would not mind as much is exploring the lands beyond the mainland.

I have already packed away my new leather jacket that I got for Christmas to bring with me. It is said to become awfully cold in even the mildest parts of Terror Mountain. I should be there in a few weeks, and that is the peak of the month of Sleeping, where everything practically freezes up. I should like to stay warm.

Lady Kiara said they may plan a ball on behalf of my leaving. Should be interesting. She tells me that I should began to make a list of those who should be sent the VIP invitations. I hope I shall not forget anyone...?

current mood: busy

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Monday, December 20th, 2004
4:47 pm
I have begun packing for my journey. But first, I met with a friend, Majesty, to inform him of my trip. At first, he seemed a bit distraught, but he recovered once he learned of the good this could do both of us. As I stated in an earlier entry, we are each searching for our pasts. So he wished me best of luck and we went our separate ways. I promised to keep him updated.

Lady Kiara has just sold her skunk paint brush. Well, not really sold, but it was quite a relief to get it out of here, since its smell was absolutely grotesque. We now are attempting to trade a golden paint brush, which is much more pleasant to see and smell. However, there have been no acceptable offers. I fear I will never see the royal paint brush that my owner does so crave and feel condfident about my royal blood.

If any of you that have traveled once before have any advice for me, I would be delighted to hear it.

current mood: okay

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Friday, December 17th, 2004
4:01 pm
A quite exciting thing has happened. I cannot wait to tell you all about it, my confidante.

Lady Kiara figures that I spend too much time cooped up in the palace, that I am always at home. A princess must travel and maintain good relations with foreigners, she tells me. So, she has arranged for me to go on a worldwide trip! Isn't that thrilling? I will begin at Reia's usual dwelling in the Lost Desert, where I will spend a week or so. Afterwards, I will venture to the Haunted Woods for a few days. That's not too long, thankfully, since it's frightening and winter has come early there; but the cold is not a normal chill, tis bitter. I will continue like that, until I finally return to Meridell.

While I look forward to finally seeing the centre of the world, Neopia Central, I also anticipate my visit to Terror Mountain. It is rumoured that deep in the heart of the snowy valleys there resides a small, peaceful colony, owned by King Hagan. Within that colony is said to be a young princess, much like myself. I hope to meet her.

But oh, there are so many possibilites!

current mood: excited

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Monday, December 13th, 2004
4:26 pm
I believe it's been over a month since I've last written. I apologize; not much has been happening to me lately. I did, however, meet a young prince by the name of Majesty. Fitting name, is it not? We became acquainted at a ball, and I discovered that he also was looking for his past, although he is sure that he hails from the kingdom of Brightvale.

I've also heard rumors about a noble. His name is Aurlyn. His land is one I've never heard of before, but he seems quite dignified, if not a bit distant. Then again, aren't we all? I'm not sure if he is of royal blood or merely noble.

Shall write again soon.

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Wednesday, November 10th, 2004
8:13 pm
After much reluctance, I decided to return to my former home. Skarl wasn't worth the media exposure, anyway. But someday, I shall get him.

Shortly after my return home, I came down with a horrid case of the Hoochie Coochies. I broke out into disgusting blue and green spots, which made me itch. It was extremely uncomfortable. A couple of my servants, Jemma and Shali then proceeded to bathe me while Lady Kiara went to fetch a cure. I regret to say that I was ill for days before a kind friend gave Lady Kiara the cure. Those two days were the most uncomfortable of my life, despite the fact that I was constantly slathered with lotion and put into a warm bath to soothe the itches. I found myself becoming quite restless as well. Every time I tried to write, my hand shook too much.

I was excruciatingly relieved when Lady Kiara returned holding small tablets she claimed could cure me. I swallowed them with a glass of water. They tasted pleasantly fruity, unlike most medicines. Immediately, the spots began to disappear and I was feeling quite well again. Even better than usual, in fact!

I think I shall go take a walk now.

current mood: relieved

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Tuesday, October 26th, 2004
7:52 pm
Such shock I have felt today that it is indescribable. And yet I am so happy! I have just found out something glorious.

King Skarl is not my uncle. He is not related to me in any way whatsoever! I am elated and furious at the same time. I am eleted because I now know that I have no ties to that boorish skeith. (And to think, he was just added to the gallery of heroes!)

I will explain tomorrow, for I must go and work on my plan...wish me luck!

current mood: moody

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Tuesday, October 19th, 2004
4:52 pm
This is simply terrible! But then, isn't all my news lately?

I have received an invitation from King Skarl to live at his palace! And I had to be polite and accept. I simply hate it here. I miss my own modest castle, with Lady Kiara, Lady Kit, and yes, even Duchess Reia. There I didn't have to wear stiff gowns just for dining, and sleeping in a bed at least thrice my size in an ornate, itchy nightgown. What's the point of decorating nightgowns? You're sleeping. Nobody is going to see them.

Skarl (I still refuse to refer to him as "Uncle") is rather cold to me one on one, but when others are around, he's disturbingly sweet. It makes me want to vomit. A newspaper came, for example, to interview us, and as they were about to take a picture, he squished me against himself and put on a fake smile. I thought I could smell alcohol in his breath, and I shuddered. My only consolation is this journal, which I was allowed to pack with me.

I regret to say that you are all my only solace.

current mood: angry

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Monday, October 11th, 2004
5:01 pm
My past has been revealed in a rather embarrasing, public way. And it wasn't even a good past. Why, oh why?

I attended a ball tonight to promote peace between kingdoms, and I met a very interesting man there, the prince of Brightvale, Sir Construe. I carefully crafted a disguise, since I dislike being recognized. I'm still reluctant to whether or not I want to take the throne when my predecessor dies. Then again, I didn't know who my predecessor was. Until today.

The zafara at the microphone smiled broadly, and began to talk. "Many of you have been wondering about the new princess, by the name of Teruva, who was rescued from poverty after being recognized as a member of the royal family. Well, we have found the answer to the kingdom she belongs to." I blinked. Surely they wouldn't announce it to the world before at least telling me? Wrong. "Well," the zafara continued, "I'm sure you have all heard the rumors. A descendant of Lisha, perhaps, as she was born an aisha? No. Or perhaps from an unknown kingdom? Also incorrect. No, an insider from King Skarl's castle has told us that she is, in fact, his niece. She was chosen as heir above his own daughter, as she had shamed the family, and above her younger sister the Duchess Syreiia because Reia was irresponsible."

My face was a mixture of shock and disbelief. Surely I wasn't really related to that boorish Skarl? The pieces just didn't fit together. I stared up at the zafara, waiting for him to tell me it was all a silly joke, but he did not. Instead, he said, "Unfortunately, her uncle could not be here today, so in his honor, a toast!" Glasses were raised.

It was horrific. I could do nothing except run out of there when it was finished. Life is unfair, a struggle. Yet people say it is a beautiful gift, to be cherished.

Life is a beautiful struggle...

current mood: angry

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Friday, October 8th, 2004
1:25 pm
The duchess has moved in.

More specifically, "Duchess Syreiia de Karina Shahti, Royal Ambassador to the Lost Desert".

And she...is a pain. She's a spoiled, demanding girl who loves to party. It's so amazing that she is so like me and yet so different from me. She is also "royalty", although she has lived like that the entirety of her life. She is a kougra as well, except her coat is a rich brown, so much nicer than the reddish amber I currently am. Unlike most brown kougras, however, she has a thick golden choker around her neck and similar rings around her paws, reminiscent of the native kougras of the desert. When I asked her where she got them, she responded rather vaguely, "Oh, they gave them to me as a gift when I first became ambassador."

"Wow," I said, impressed. "Do you like them?"

"They're okay." She shrugged.

"Do you like being royalty?" I asked her. "Compared to living poorly?"

She gave me a blank look. "Living poorly? I've never lived poorly. I dunno. Royal life is so boring." She rolled her eyes.

How can she not appreciate these gifts she has been given?

current mood: frustrated

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Monday, October 4th, 2004
3:56 pm
It has been done.

I have become a kougra.

I wish I had a picture, but I unfortunately do not. I merely know that I feel a bit more at peace now.

Lady Kiara is now attempting to turn me into a real royal. And Lady Lakiitu is trying to make me happier. I just want to sleep. In fact, I think I'll do just that. Naps do me good.

Good afternoon.

current mood: accomplished

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Friday, October 1st, 2004
2:45 pm
What is the point of these things called journals? Writing? Why bother? Why am I asking so many questions? But alas, I've been asking a lot of questions lately. You would be too if you were rescued from the impoverished pound, only to be told that you are royalty. I'm not quick to accept this. There is a very good chance that this is a conspiracy. Yet I can do nothing but go along with it...

If your mother is a queen and your father is a king, does that mean you have to be a princess?

current mood: annoyed

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