That is me in Wood.
I am Violet. I'm almost 18 and i prefer that you don't call me youngster or kiddlin. I may be of Wood, but I am Your Highness to you, whoever you are. My mother is the Queen of Wood. The Winter Queen they call her. The surrounding lands seem to think she is made of ICE?! Peculiar. She may be cold but not of ice. My father is the Kinder of Wood. King of Wood and all that lies along it's borders. So to you, i am Your Highness.
Do not let me mislead you. I am princess of Wood but I have no crown. Would not wear one if i did. There is no fulfilling purpose to jewels and riches. I don't wear fancy clothes on a daily basis. I don't ride side saddle. I don't 'swoon' and i don't faint on command. I am of the Wood. I have my own set of responsibilities. I tend to the defensive villas in the Wood.
Wood is a kingdom. Only more of a country. There are hundreds of villas. Thousands of subjects, but there are only twelve Ruine Lands. They border each of the other within Wood. The King, Queen and Royal family dwell in the center.
To rule and protect as we are ruled and protected.
-King Lusaviene the First.
-violet
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