<div class="floatleft">(http://theresalduncan.typepad.com/witostaircase/images/forest_princess_1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kiara<br/><strong>Role</strong>: Princess of Theiri<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bedroom chamber~ dressing for the arrival of the Aserits<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Her two chamber maids<br/><br/><br/><strong>"Don't be so silly, it is just mud..I'm sure it will wash right out." </strong>Kiara had to explain the brown muck to both of her chamber maids, one of them younger and seeming to look at the mud as if it came from the backend of an animal...the thought made her smile widen and both ladies seemed to understand her line of thought. The other was an elderly woman, one who couldn't understand why Kiara wasn't the impeccable ideal princess in which was her sole purpose in life.<strong>"Now hurry child, put this on. Your highness has been waiting for you since eleven this morning...there is still much to do!</strong>" The older woman placed the dress on the large four poster bed, her face redding with stress before she left the room with impatience.<br/><br/>At least Kiara was able to enjoy the warm splendour of her own small bath before the proceeding began, which then would no doubt take over the Kingdom for a few days with plans of a future peace treaty. Her mind was moving at a fast pace, trying to put a face to the names she had heard over the years. Alot of the Aserits's she hadn't met before..not since she was a mere child, yet she had heard all the rumours..luckily spreading words weren't a curiosity in her own life...unlike her young chamber maid, Danika Emerett.<br/><br/>Blowing the soft rose petals from her bath, she heard the small laugh behind her.<br/><strong>"You'll never be ready in time." </strong>the young maid spoke as she held out a towel for Kiara.<strong> "Oh heavens Kiara..what I wouldn't give to see the handsome Prince Auron..he sounds so... <em>mysterious</em>! I heard he slayed an army of men in a moment of minutes..<em>with his bare hands</em>!"</strong>she began, excitement high in her voice as she dried Kiara's body off and scented her with oils.<strong>"I heard that Princess Kaniene and Princess Orianthi are two opposites, one loving to bath in the blood of men, the other bathing in only the finest of oils and salts, her body covered in only the rarest jewels and silk!"</strong><br/><br/>Kiara stepped out of the water and into the warmed towel, listening to Danika Emeretts excited voice going on about each of the arriving Aserit's.<strong>"I fear that I have no expectations Danika..I just look forward to peace becoming over our two lands.."</strong>her voice was a soft whisper as she lifted her arms and slipped into the long silken white dress, the material feeling like a second skin as it hugged her firm lean body and showed the curves of that of a woman now. The unmistakable gasp from Miss Emerett's throat made her turn around to see what the fuss was about.<strong>"So..beautiful..you look...like an actual princess.."</strong>They both couldn't contain their laughter before Danika began with Kiara's hair, slipping crystal balls in to draw attention to the intricate pattern she was creating. Danika had often said what a graceful neck Kiara had, tonight she was in her element placing the normally wild thick hair up.<br/><br/>After what felt like a good hour of Danika finishing off Kiara's final look, the young maid was beaming at Kiara like she was a sculptured project.<strong> "You are positively absolutely the most beautiful I have ever seen you!"</strong>Danika squealed with laughter as she pushed Kiara towards the mirror finally, looking over her shoulder in awe at the dramatic change.  All Kiara could do was stare, her slender fingers brushing up along the large mirror slowly as if to test that the reflection was real. The dress cut in a soft line across her breasts, she only had a handful of them, but in this dress they looked plentiful. Her bones along her shoulder stood out and accentuated her lean neck, her jawline, mouth, eye's..everything seemed..different.<strong> "I look like..<em>.like a woman.</em>.</strong>" she whispered as her blue eye's trailed down to the length of the rest of the dress, capturing the sheen of silk and the way the edges flowed so gracefully at the bottom.<strong>"This is a new design..your mother had it made especially for you for this celebration...it's perfect on you!"</strong><br/><br/>The sudden loud and harsh knock at the door made both girls jump, the older bedmaid walking in and staring in awe at the princess now.<strong>"Princess Kiara...are my eye's tricking me!?..but come!..it is time to join now child."</strong><br/><br/>She could barely take a breath as she was pulled out of her bedroom...<em>really! Was she that ineffectual..that feeble?</em><br/><br/>Today was going to mark a celebration..she just had to ignore the feeling that was rising in her stomach. Whatever was going to transpire, she was going to act as the princess she was born.<br/><div align="center">(http://12img.skins.be/2/8/0/2/7/2/7/amberheard14-1920x1080.jpg)</div>