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[rvssianprince-blog]

Nearly a billion thoughts seemed to flurry in Nikolai’s mind when he called Alexander: from their engagements to subsequent plans that had to be adjusted and made. Nikolai stood by the window, watching the royals and thinking how funny this whole situation seemed to be. When he was young, he would tease Alexander’s infatuation with the princess of Indonesia. Alexander followed Rose around like a puppy, getting into so much trouble when they were young that Nikolai could probably tell at least six stories. Maybe it was karma for him, to have her as his future wife now. He couldn’t understand how Alexander had ended up with Sophia now, his Sophia of all the royals. Nik stayed amused at the thought of them together, especially what’s going to happen with Sophia would find out about Alexander’s rather unfortunate plans as well. Before he could continue the thought, he heard the door open followed by footsteps signaling his best friend’s arrival. Giving Alexander a nod to signal him to stand aside him, he turned back to the window to talk about the royals around. “Eliza looks well,” Nikolai smirked to ruffle Alexander’s edges. “It’s an interesting predicament we have going on, isn’t it?”

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[hrhsigrid-blog]

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Over the course of her life as a princess, Sigrid had been more or less isolated from the rest of the royals, at least more than her brother or the other princes and princesses that she was aware of. Her time in London was finally beginning to change all of that, most of all since she’d met Alex. The two had bonded over film and art, and since she’d met him she’d already considered the prince to be her closest friend, always wanting to go out and see the city with him just as much as she wanted to hang out within the palace’s walls discussing their favorite paintings and showing him all of her favorite old movies. She couldn’t have been more thrilled when she heard word that he had a surprise that he wanted to show her, and she assumed that it simply meant getting to visit more of the city that they’d temporarily called home. It was difficult for her not to run up the stairs to Alex’s room, knocking on his door and waiting, her thoughts in a state of nervous anticipation.

[aishas]

@princealcx.

aisha tends to prefer having friends over enemies. as a general rule, she’d much rather be someone’s buddy than otherwise — and if they didn’t want the same, then they might as well have broken her heart. but hostility, she’s learned, is inevitable; more so among rather strong-willed types, which is a category she definitely falls into... as does he. it feels like a million years ago that she and alex used to get along — more out of obligation than genuine friendship — but now, just the sight of him leaves an uneasy feeling in her belly. even so, she plasters on one of her customary cheery smiles, then over-exaggeratedly bows as she plops herself down into the empty seat across from him at breakfast. her plate is piled high with fruits and pancakes. “well well well,” she says, doing her best to mimic some sort of cartoon villain, steepling her fingers over her plate, looking him in the eye. truth be told, she doesn’t hate alex, or anything of the sort. it’s just that, every time they talk, something or other seems to go wrong. “we meet again.”

[rvssianprince-blog]

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[rvssianprince-blog]

slurred words

send me slurred words for nikolai to describe your muse while drunk.

“alexander? he’s a bit of a crazy guy, and we’ve had some issues in the past but listen he’s got my back and i trust him. i trust him enough to know he won’t ruin everything with rose and he’s a good guy, somewhere i’m sure. god knows we’re going to hell together for our sins but at least it’s me and him. his engagement is rather interesting, but he’s one to handle anything. there was this time in cambodia where he bailed me and rose out of jail actually, and i’m pretty sure the records are still hidden from the public, so that tall icelandic oak is one you can believe in.”

[hrhsigrid-blog]

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- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

artist of the year 2k50 🎨💖 

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

hannah montana — true friend

- my muse’s last text to your muse 

( SENT 9:12 pm ) I feel like audrey hepburn rn( SENT 9:14 pm ) I’m falling for someone who doesn’t even know I exisstttt( SENT 9:17 pm ) NO I’m not crying because i’m watching sabrina and guzzling vodka( SENT 9:17 pm ) and yes i brought this on myself but feel sorry for me anyway