King's Daughter, King's Wife

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ooc: resurrecting on oldie. What can I say, I like a lot of my old ones.

Viola
long black hair, green eyes, amazing curves
princess of Cameldon (fictious country)

Needs just one character at the moment, her father the king.

IC-

Viola let her serving women brush out her long black hair till it shined, thinking over the past few days events in her head.

She was now a married woman, her women preparing her for her marriage bed.

She felt a strange anxiousness in the pit of her belly, uneasy with the feeling that she may actually be looking forward to the consumation of her marriage, a marriage to her father.

Even though she was his daughter, she was still a member of his realm and subject to his will.

His will being that since she was of age for marriage and he had yet to take a second wife after the death of her mother, she would marry him, her own father so he could breed a son off her and his blood line would not be thinned by other lines.

He had told her and his entire court that without a male heir whomever married his daughter would become king after he was gone, and the fact that someone not of his blood would rule did not sit well with him, so he had come the the conclusion he would marry her himself and the son she was bound to bare would be the future king.

To Viola's surprise no one thought anything of it.

"My Queen." A soft voice penatrated Viola's thoughts and she looked to her maid who had spoken.

"It is time." The older woman said helping Viola into the big majestic bed to await her husband, her father, her king.

 

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OOC:
King Tiberius
Neck length pure black hair, green eyes.
38 and still very toned from continuous training for battle.

IC: He expected his announcement to be heavily objected too and vilified by every member of his court, but it wasn't. In fact his advisors seemed in agreement that it was perfectly rational to marry ones daughter in order to get an heir and almost encouraged him. Though the King wanted a son and loved his daughter dearly, he wasn't sure whether the decision was still that bit of grief lingering from the untimely death of his wife. He was loved by all in Cameldon and could have had any woman he wanted, but Viola was the exact double of his one love...

The ceremony went off without a hitch, as overblown and lavish as it was. His daughter still didn't seem exactly pleased at proceedings, which was perfectly understandable. Viola didn't know how she made his heart break every single day. But these were just emotions, Tiberius still needed a male heir and there was no way he'd be denied one.

"Your daughter is ready, M'lord." The term the maid used still didn't sit well with him, it was hard to forget he was about to consumate a marriage with his own flesh and blood. Pushing any negative thought from his mind, he followed the rather old woman to his own chambers, which he entered, with the doors closing immediately behind him. And there she lay, on his bed and it took him a few seconds to remember that it was his daughter and not his wife.