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I walk back in time well I get ready for the coronation. I was young when Abrienne's coronation happened, but I still have memories from the night. My father picking me up so I could see, the pale pink dress I was forced to wear, the scowling I got after I ran through the garden in said dress, and the celebration.

This time will be different. Instead of going as a young child with her family, I'll go as the young women who lost her family, and her friend.
Abrienne may have been the queen, but you can't be as close to the crown as I am without becoming close to the person wearing it.

Anyway. Tonight isn't the night to miss those fallen. It's the night to celebrate those who survived, and to celebrate the new beginnings. From new queens, to new countries.

Later on, I cut through ever garden I can on my way to the ballroom. They soon won't be the same with out Princess Ardaigh, who will be returning to her kingdom after the coronation. They'll still be beautiful, but won't hold the same joy giving energy. Than again, who knows if anything will ever create the same joy as before the war.

Homes were lost, families were broken, and lives were given. All in the name of war.
Looking back at it, I could have done something. I could have tried my best to fight, it's not like I don't know how. I could have....

I could have saved my family.

All it would have took was a letter, telling them to get as far away from the border as they could. Telling them to leave the only home we ever knew, in order to keep it from becoming their grave.

I stop, shaking my head, efficiently clearing the thoughts from my head. It won't do me any good to focus on the what if's. I already spent more than too much time on them. As rational as I may sound to myself, I know I can't walk into the coronation like this. As soon as I step back onto the stone walkway of the castle, I'll be surrounded by people. All of them busying around to get everything ready, which I should be helping with since I took over the role of performance master, after the former was taken by the war, but I'm not. I asked Scarlet to help, and report back to me if I truly was needed. The minute I walked into the crowd, it would all come flooding back.

I had spent the last two weeks throwing myself into my memories, and work. Many asked how I balanced it without breaking down, and the answer was easy. I didn't. I broke down as soon as the door to my private quarters closed, and I did nothing to stop it. I've learned a few things as jester, and one of those things is this. Never suppress your emotions. Whether you express the privately, or public is up to you, but make sure to express them. Otherwise the grow and bubble up til you're even more overwhelmed with noting to stop it.

I may feel like I've been ripped to shreds, and holding a conversation that is personal makes me want to crawl into a hole, but I'm not tearing at the seams as I try to hold it all together. I took the time to careful start piecing everything back together, and I'm not finished. I won't be til I leave for the funerals after the coronation, til my family is at rest, but I'll be able to survive through the coronation.

I've cried the tears, I've still got the weight in my heart, but I'm not going to abandon my responsibilities just because I got hurt by the war. Everyone did, I was lucky to survive with as much as I still have. I have duties to follow, and that's exactly what I will do.

Looking around, I notice I had ended up walking to the swinging tree, at the middle of the garden. Looking up, I take a moment to asses my mindset. Then glancing back at the swing, it's an easy decision.

The coronation won't start for another hour. So I quietly walk over to the swing and sit down, not as easy as it may seem when in a ballgown, and slowly start swinging. I spent hours under this tree, laughing and talking with various friends.

Soon, I'll have clear the past from the present in my mind, and move forward to the future. Never forgetting the lessons of the past, but not dawdling on the mistakes that they followed.
Soon, but not now. For now, I can stay swinging gently, remembering those days that have past.

~~~~~

So... I tried to balance the sadness of this, to show that Kristen isn't just a moping maiden, but I'm not sure if it worked. Anyway, this is Kristen's outfit for the coronation. I may or may not make the others. Hope everyone enjoys making their own outfits for the coronation, and I wish everyone a happy coronation.

Jenn-The-Apollo-Kid
ForeverThirteen
falling-lights-3127
Sonicgirl141
Rai-Knightshade
Lulu597
sardonicshadows
MilleniumHopeArtist
aotearoa-geek13
Princess-Icicles
goldfairie
Rapunzel-Arj
M-Mannering
FlyingFreedom13
DarkQueen013
GiaChipettes
MoonQueen97
xxZyraxx
momo5522
Eolewyn1010
youngwolf13
DisneyFlower
AngelOfBeauty88
Candy-Cane-xo
LaSerenity
bigpinkbow197
CarlottaStudios
visenyatargaryen12
tomanyOCs
Arrelline
msbrit90
whitewolfdreamer27
GingerDancer
impossiblegirl2003 (Me)
1999317

TheFancyPantsKingdom

(If I missed your name, please tell me)

Description
I walk back in time well I get ready for the coronation. I was young when Abrienne's coronation happened, but I still have memories from the night. My father picking me up so I could see, the pale pink dress I was forced to wear, the scowling I got after I ran through the garden in said dress, and the celebration.

This time will be different. Instead of going as a young child with her family, I'll go as the young women who lost her family, and her friend.
Abrienne may have been the queen, but you can't be as close to the crown as I am without becoming close to the person wearing it.

Anyway. Tonight isn't the night to miss those fallen. It's the night to celebrate those who survived, and to celebrate the new beginnings. From new queens, to new countries.

Later on, I cut through ever garden I can on my way to the ballroom. They soon won't be the same with out Princess Ardaigh, who will be returning to her kingdom after the coronation. They'll still be beautiful, but won't hold the same joy giving energy. Than again, who knows if anything will ever create the same joy as before the war.

Homes were lost, families were broken, and lives were given. All in the name of war.
Looking back at it, I could have done something. I could have tried my best to fight, it's not like I don't know how. I could have....

I could have saved my family.

All it would have took was a letter, telling them to get as far away from the border as they could. Telling them to leave the only home we ever knew, in order to keep it from becoming their grave.

I stop, shaking my head, efficiently clearing the thoughts from my head. It won't do me any good to focus on the what if's. I already spent more than too much time on them. As rational as I may sound to myself, I know I can't walk into the coronation like this. As soon as I step back onto the stone walkway of the castle, I'll be surrounded by people. All of them busying around to get everything ready, which I should be helping with since I took over the role of performance master, after the former was taken by the war, but I'm not. I asked Scarlet to help, and report back to me if I truly was needed. The minute I walked into the crowd, it would all come flooding back.

I had spent the last two weeks throwing myself into my memories, and work. Many asked how I balanced it without breaking down, and the answer was easy. I didn't. I broke down as soon as the door to my private quarters closed, and I did nothing to stop it. I've learned a few things as jester, and one of those things is this. Never suppress your emotions. Whether you express the privately, or public is up to you, but make sure to express them. Otherwise the grow and bubble up til you're even more overwhelmed with noting to stop it.

I may feel like I've been ripped to shreds, and holding a conversation that is personal makes me want to crawl into a hole, but I'm not tearing at the seams as I try to hold it all together. I took the time to careful start piecing everything back together, and I'm not finished. I won't be til I leave for the funerals after the coronation, til my family is at rest, but I'll be able to survive through the coronation.

I've cried the tears, I've still got the weight in my heart, but I'm not going to abandon my responsibilities just because I got hurt by the war. Everyone did, I was lucky to survive with as much as I still have. I have duties to follow, and that's exactly what I will do.

Looking around, I notice I had ended up walking to the swinging tree, at the middle of the garden. Looking up, I take a moment to asses my mindset. Then glancing back at the swing, it's an easy decision.

The coronation won't start for another hour. So I quietly walk over to the swing and sit down, not as easy as it may seem when in a ballgown, and slowly start swinging. I spent hours under this tree, laughing and talking with various friends.

Soon, I'll have clear the past from the present in my mind, and move forward to the future. Never forgetting the lessons of the past, but not dawdling on the mistakes that they followed.
Soon, but not now. For now, I can stay swinging gently, remembering those days that have past.

~~~~~

So... I tried to balance the sadness of this, to show that Kristen isn't just a moping maiden, but I'm not sure if it worked. Anyway, this is Kristen's outfit for the coronation. I may or may not make the others. Hope everyone enjoys making their own outfits for the coronation, and I wish everyone a happy coronation.

Jenn-The-Apollo-Kid
ForeverThirteen
falling-lights-3127
Sonicgirl141
Rai-Knightshade
Lulu597
sardonicshadows
MilleniumHopeArtist
aotearoa-geek13
Princess-Icicles
goldfairie
Rapunzel-Arj
M-Mannering
FlyingFreedom13
DarkQueen013
GiaChipettes
MoonQueen97
xxZyraxx
momo5522
Eolewyn1010
youngwolf13
DisneyFlower
AngelOfBeauty88
Candy-Cane-xo
LaSerenity
bigpinkbow197
CarlottaStudios
visenyatargaryen12
tomanyOCs
Arrelline
msbrit90
whitewolfdreamer27
GingerDancer
impossiblegirl2003 (Me)
1999317

TheFancyPantsKingdom

(If I missed your name, please tell me)