kaliahs

[kaliahs]

“VICTOR. it has been too long.” kaliah called out to her brother, nearing him in the hallway near the nigerian royal family’s quarters. in truth, it had been all of a couple days, probably, but each had been so busy with their own duties in terms of socializing and settling in that they had not been able to pass time together. “tell me, what escapades of yours have i missed out on? were you able to meet the queen? father was not happy that you did not introduce yourself on the first night, at the ball, but not too cross, don’t worry. the food there was reason enough for me to stay all evening, although he wanted me to try and find some other ELIGIBLE prospects for a husband.” she rolled her eyes at the idea, but she knew it was a fair charge. “that is one of his tasks here, evidently. has he shared with you anything about that?” @priincevictor

#sorry this has taken me FOREVER #( thread: victor. )

[kaliahs]

nurisms‌:

“i’m afraid victor and i are technically competition for each other.” he chuckles, though the thought of a girl coming between his friendship with the nigerian prince is laughable at best. he glances at kaliah, following her towards the stairs. he offers her his arm as they descend with a soft smile. “this is nice. i far prefer this over being cooped up inside.” he tells her honestly, finding no reason to hide his true thoughts from her.

“are you? oh, right, of course. for the hand of the queen of france. victor has his heart set, i do think. although of course, he enjoys winning anything. this would be the greatest win he could have.” she remarked, although she disliked the idea of women being things to be won at all-- she more meant the competition between all the suitors. kaliah took his arm and descended by his side. “i only like it indoors because it is similarly warm to home, in nigeria, as you can imagine. but i do like the out of doors. how was the journey? i know it must have been quite a long one.”

#( thread: nuri. )

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ofnadezhda‌:

‘‘I AGREE. the nature is so beautiful and you are right. the stars are so clear that they can even guide lost travelers back home. i’ve always been an ardent admirer of astronomy. of course, talking and exchanging pleasantries can become so redundant after a while. but looking at the sky or beautiful gardens can never turn boring.’’she spoke from the heart, for her love of such things didn’t know boundaries.’’no need to thank me. i only speak the truth and not only do you look interesting, but you’re also incredibly beautiful and even your dress is stunning. but that’s true. people with the same interests often attract each other. you’ll never catch a drunkard and a mathematician in the same room.’’she bowed her heart in respect, bu the smile on her face never faltered.’’the pleasure is all mine, kaliah. and you have such a wonderful name. i am nadezhda matejic and the king of serbia is my husband.’’a part of her was worried, for she didn’t know what kind of reaction to expect. but she remained calm and collected. 

“exactly. they change each day.” kaliah agreed whole heartedly. “the heavenly spheres are constantly turning, and the plants and such grow over time. are you able to study astronomy and biology and such at home?” the princess asked curiously. she smiled, flattered. “but i must, on behalf of my country, nigeria. truth be told, it is critical to prove ourselves to be the equals of the european countries and court here. my dress is one of my favorites; best foot forward, and all. my father hopes that i find myself a husband here.” she pressed her lips into a thin smile. “that answered my next question though. perhaps i should ask your highness for advice on how to manage to secure one. a husband, that is.” kaliah exhaled, thinking that there was certainly a better way to word that, considering it had been a lighthearted joke. “how did you enjoy your journey? are you excited and pleased to be here, or do you find yourself missing your home country- do you too hail from serbia?” 

#( thread: nadezhda. )

[kaliahs]

ofwellingtcn‌:

for @kaliahs ( kaliah ) !

               THERE IS SOMETHING INHERENTLY CALMING    about being outdoors after a night inside the ballroom,  what with its many dancing people and countless beeswax candles heating the room up like the ovens in the kitchens below.  james had escaped his room  ( a prison, more like, since his advisors are  quite  serious in their attempts to keep the prince under their watchful gaze, the fear of james somehow making a mistake heavy on their minds  —  and his )  just after sunrise,  and had seen a few ball-goers just then leaving for their own rooms.  he had smiled to himself at their obvious joy,  though had made his way out into the extensive gardens right after  —  eager to find peace.  right as he finds a bench to rest on,  however,  he sees another;  and calls out,  awkwardly standing back up.  ❛ oh  —  hello ! ❜  james says,  noting the girl’s dress and bowing according to her high status  —  he thinks he recognizes her as royalty from nigeria from the ball, and takes a chance.  ❛ your highness.  how  … how  are you this morning ? ❜

THE DAY FOUND KALIAH venturing into the gardens, dressed in a brilliant red dress with golden accents, and only carrying a small sort of purse in her hands. its contents were simply a couple of apples ( far easier to come across in europe, now ), a small flask of watered-down beer, in case she became thirsty, and a small sketchbook. perhaps she came from opulence and wealth, but for these sorts of days, the princess did not need much. she decided to find a place to sit and perhaps try and bring to life some of her surroundings; there appeared to be some sort of bench round the corner. kaliah blinks at the sight of someone else in the space, unprepared to interact with anyone, but the ever-social princess was still PLEASED to find company. “good morning, your royal highness,” kaliah smiles, curtseying appropriately. “my apologies. i did not know england had come to occupy the gardens of france,” she remarks lightly. realizing that a small joke was not perhaps the best first impression, she bit back her smile and brushes back a dark curl. “i’m quite well, thank you, your highness. simply in search of some adventure, i suppose. exploring the gardens seemed an appropriate fit; i do quite enjoy the sunshine myself. and yourself?” she asked politely. realizing she had not formally introduced herself, she stepped forward. “forgive me-- my mother would certainly have my head if she knew i did not introduce myself. princess kaliah of nigeria, an honor to make your acquaintance.”

#yike sorry i got long winded dont need to match ! #( thread: james. )

[kaliahs]

#my princess #( VISAGE: KALIAH. )

[kaliahs]

kclbjorns‌:

the air in the ballroom had a suffocating effect on kolbjorn since the very beginning, and though a few certain meetings proved to be pleasant, the constant judgement flaming in everyone’s gaze turned out to be utterly unbearable. every of the fellow visitors to the french court checked him out from head to toe, weighting every of his words, silently measuring his chances to be the king of the palace the next time they visit. it would certainly improve his perception of their actions if he himself believed he had any chance. or if he even knew if he wanted it. where else should his feet carry him to than the balcony where the stars could be seen? the sight of the figure occupying the space disappointed him at first – he moved to the spot to be alone, after all – but at the second sight, a pure bright ( oh, how rare ) grin lightened up his features. “ if you were to use those kinds of formalities ever again in my presence, i feel afraid i would have to have you executed once i become the king of france. “ though the sentence kept the serious tone, the last words overflew with mocking notes. “ if the heart truly seeks an adventure, i am sure it would swell at the idea of taking a midnight walk through the gardens. my heart would certainly appreciate it too. “

“dare i say, if you were the king of france, i would not return to paris,” kaliah returned quickly with a raised eyebrow and amused smirk. “i have no interest in visiting the nation of a king so quick to call forward his executioner. but now i feel as if i certainly know you and your style of rule better,” she remarked in jest, shaking her head. “kolbjorn. i was beginning to wonder when you would manage to find your way to me. and now, yes- we must find our way through the gardens. for the sake of your heart and mine.” the princess extended a hand, waving him to move forward and follow her. “come, and tell me all about your future reign here. will you redesign the palace? what color will your carriage be?” she fired the questions with a playful lilt in her voice, descending the stone steps from the balcony’s side in order to enter the gardens below, lush, green, and beckoning. “it has been far too long. when did you arrive? how was your journey?”

#( thread: kolbjorn. )

[kaliahs]

scbvsticns‌:

he’s never gotten the hang of social functions. he’s too clumsy to dance well, too awkward to make small talk. but he had to attend. the french court was like every other court, concerned to only put forth their best, demonstrating their riches. he didn’t mind, but having been one of the people who helped put together parties like this for a decade or so, it gave it perspective. he’s escaping now, to get fresh air and quiet. there’s someone else there, and to ask her to leave would be rude, but he wants to be alone. so, he awkwardly smiled at her, “ah, you can stay.” he nods, stumbling over the words a bit, “my evening is…okay.” sebastian nods once more, eyes adverted down as he moves towards the edge of the balcony.

kaliah might have been a large personality, but it certainly did not prevent her from being observant or perceptive. nerves seems to exude from the man, whose speech and posture did not imply confidence or pride. “simply okay?” she asked, lowering her voice and titling her head. “i suppose parties and balls are not the sort of scenes you enjoy being in?” she asked. “it is not for everyone. there are such formalities and fronts and masquerades, even if invisible. the court of my homeland is not always that way.”

#( thread: sebastian. )

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ofnadezhda‌:

IT WAS STILL A STRANGE FEELING; wearing luxurious gowns made of fine silk and getting served food and drinks. once upon a time, she was the one that had to do all the serving and cleaning, but now she could enjoy in all the lavish treats. life gave her a chance and she gladly seized it. so, now she had the opportunity to rub shoulders with the most elite people across the country and even world; and what a splendid feeling it was. she enjoyed in the ball just like the rest of them, but even she needed a small break from such a big crowd of people. she wandered around, trying to find a more private place and she accidentally stumbled upon a balcony with a mesmerizing view; she didn’t even mind that there was someone already there.  “good evening, and it is a wonderful evening, isn’t it? you have no reason to apologize.  i understand you completely. i wanted the very same thing. ” she gave the girl a warm smile, showing glimpses of her pearly white teeth. “ no please don’t. stay. truth be told, i don’t like being alone that much and you seem quite interesting. and it is, i hope the same thing for you.’’

“it truly is. the temperature and climate is certainly perfect, and the stars are quite clear and beautiful to behold, as are the gardens in the moonlight. i am glad to know another shares my wishes, though. it seems as if many would be content to remain in the warm halls for hours on end, exchanging formalities until morning,” kaliah commented honestly, smiling back at the face that she instantly felt exuded warmth. she bowed her head in gratitude. “why, thank you very much for your kind words. it is quite gratifying to hear that i seem interesting, as i know-- as others have commented to me-- at times, these sorts of things seem to bring you to meet many of the same kind of people,” she remarked. she allowed herself a small curtsey. “kaliah. of nigeria,” the brunette introduced herself without the excessive title or handful of names she formally possessed. “pleased to make your acquaintance. where do you travel here from? a sister, perhaps, of a suitor?”

#( conversations. )

[kaliahs]

nurisms‌:

“no need for all the formalities, it’s just me.” he assures her, stepping into the light cast through from the ball just inside the doors. kaliah was like a sister or a cousin to him, simply due to her relationship to victor. he liked her company, she was more willing to have fun than most of the other women in the courts. “did you want to explore the gardens?” he offers, giving her a bright, relaxed grin, one of his few of the night. nuri found that as the night wore on, his energy was making it harder and harder to focus on small talk and pleasantries.

“oh, nuri. good evening,” kaliah greeted, instantly relaxing at the sound of the familiar voice and figure. knowing that being around nuri was as easy as passing time with victor, she felt no need to put on formalities or speak with such detail. “that is an offer you know full well i cannot decline. if only victor could join us, instead of having to woo a woman he barely knows,” she commented, before moving towards the right and motioning for him to follow. “come, i think the stairs are this way.”

#( thread: nuri. )

[kaliahs]

blindcountess‌:

As the night grew longer, the more stifled Alina felt. It had been more pleasant than she’d expected, but never before had she stayed so long at any kind of festivities. Feeling a breeze ruffle at her skirts, she felt along the wall until she found the balcony. She needed an escape from the noise, but she quickly realised that would not happen. The accent she heard told her it was another guest to France. “I was seeking the cool air too. It is much warmer here than it is at home.” She couldn’t imagine seeking adventure or merriment the way the other did, she had given up such things a long time ago. A quiet life was the way Alina lived. “But you do not have to go.” She insisted. “You were here first. I can leave, if you wish to be alone.”

“oh, that certainly isn’t necessary. i quite enjoy company,” kaliah replied quickly, eager to dismiss any ideas about sending the girl away. even in darkness, it was evident that there was an air of timidity, almost uncertainty, about the other. perhaps some form of eyesight loss, or complete blindness, from the way she guided herself along the balcony’s edge. “where is home for you?” she asked politely. “it is far cooler here than it is in my home, but indoors, the fires can certainly keep things warm.”

#( thread: alina. )

[kaliahs]

KALIAH WAS EVER SMILING AND SOCIABLE over the course of the night. however, she found herself in need of some of the warm air-- and desiring to view and explore more of the palace she would be making an extended stay at, the princess, dressed in a decadent gown more european in fashion than she normally wore ( but the brilliant red still suiting her nonetheless ) made her way outdoors, to a balcony that overlooked the lush and beautiful grounds. in a way, they reminded her of her own back home, simply with a different style of course. although she was simply gazing and listening to the sounds of the natural life on the grounds, a new sound of footsteps nearing her caught her attention, and she turned to face her newfound company. “good evening. my apologies, i simply wanted to get some cool air. and, truthfully, see more of the grounds. a heart warmed from merryment and dancing also seeks warmth from adventure,” she revealed, greeting them. the more formal manner of speech was something newer to kaliah, considering how familiar she was with the court at home in nigeria, but she was determined to master it as if european courts were a natural home, too. “i can retire from the area if you would like, of course. i hope your evening is faring well?”

#i finally got a starter up for my bby #she needs more plots so pls hmu or feel free to assume connections! #1526:open #i thought this could flow into being a starter for after the ball too ?? so #1526:wball

[kaliahs]

#( MUSINGS: KALIAH. ) #facts.

[kaliahs]

( ZENDAYA. SHE/HER. CISFEMALE. ) make way for KALIAH ADESOLA TINUBU, the PRINCESS of NIGERIA. i’ve heard they’re TWENTY TWO years old. rumours around the court believe them to be SELF SACRIFICING & PASSIVE & STUBBORN, but it’s said they’re also GENEROUS & HONEST & ALTRUISTIC. hopefully they know their way around the court. ( a. 20. cst. she/her. )

my mf angel, here we go! 

kaliah (pronounced ka-lee-ah) was born as the only daughter of the king and queen of nigeria, and certainly grew up like it. as the only daughter, she was afforded more freedom and less pressure to be absolutely perfect/the pressure of potential future rule. 

she was her father’s sunshine; her middle name means “the crown honored us.” he doted upon her and rarely denied her wishes, and as nigeria was vastly wealthy and had many resources, there wasn’t much she wanted for. 

she spent her childhood keeping up with the boys-- joining in on riding lessons, language lessons, and history lessons. she simply wanted to; she’s a free and curious spirit, and her father just didn’t deny her. 

a penchant for exploring and adventure, and a love of life. she wants to see and learn a lot, and is excited to be in paris for such an extended period of time, getting to socialize more at last. 

she loves to socialize, btw. balls, parties, dinners, are her Shit. a slight flirt. 

as such, she’s quite like her brother victor- many might’ve mistaken the similarly spirited pair as twins- but where he rarely reigns himself in, she’s still very mindful of the whole political game there is to be played. in this game, image is everything, and rumors might as well be truths written in history. she’s careful not to step on toes or appear too odd, as she feels this would make nigeria stick out as “other” and unlike european nations. 

she loves her country DEEPLY, and because she wants nigeria to be its best self and knows how important this meeting is/appearances and alliances are here, she’d do anything for her country, whether that’s wearing stiff corsets, or marrying some foreigner from a far-off nation in order to increase nigeria’s allegiances. this is where her self-sacrificing comes in. 

because she has to hold her tongue sometimes, she can be a little passive, tbh 

still stubborn, still believes what she believes, still determined and strong willed. what breaks that will has a short list: love for her country/her country’s needs, and her loved ones. 

despite having everything she could ever want as a child, she’s still very generous and gracious. she grew up wanting to travel the kingdom and speak to and give to and hear from the less fortunate, and gives her time to subjects and the court and whatever’s needed. 

doesn’t ever wanna admit she’s wrong really yikes can’t have people thinking the nigerian princess is wrong or doesn’t know something can we 

as sUCH even tho she’s so friendly and social does think maybe people might get close to her for the wrong reasons? at least that’s what her parents said. but like ... she’s perceptive even if she plays pretty rich princess. she’ll see thru u man. 

potential connections?? 

crushes/flirtationship 

friends 

childhood friends 

sister-type figure pls she’s the only girl born to the royal fam and it’s tbd whether or not she’s close to her brother’s wife

ex almost somethings 

potential suitors (wanna get in on that nigerian wealth and resources man) 

riding buddies 

party/socializing buddies yknow 

maybe an ex betrothed? 

exploring or reading buddies catch her trying to read the entirety of the french libraries

anything??

anyways sorry that sucked as well hAH um yes please like this or im me to plot?? 

#1526:intro