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The Planet of Lakes [Open to OP members on Naboo]

Yoru Shakou

Well-Known Member
Helene would indeed follow the young princess, though she wanted to see her own mother's reaction to the girl's bratty sister and she wasn't disappointed. It was always a privilege to watch as her mother kept her calm, even when she was carefully choosing the words to tear a person down from their pillar. With a soft nod towards her mother, she pulled her helmet back on before she moved from the room. A few paces behind Felicity, she took no time at all to catch up, standing behind her slightly and to her right.
With a little more privacy for the two as they walked towards her room, Helene decided it was a proper time to speak up. The idea had already come to her mind the moment she saw the girl, and she knew that her own mother would agree with her. Though when it came to speaking with the Queen, and getting it passed by she realized it would be more difficult.
"Once we're on Avidon, I'll be taking care of part of your training. Which will include self defense courses, and if you're good, maybe time on the blaster range."
Helene smirked under her helmet as she kept walking, knowing just how the young princess would react to the news.
[member="Feena Mason"]
[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Celeste Mason"]
[member="Duchess Magrath"]
[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]
 
When the girl and the young woman arrived at Felicity's room, she stopped, hand frozen on the keypad.

"What?" she practically laughed, "Are you serious!?"

Of course she was serious. She needed to get a grip. This cool older woman was going to think she was weird if she acted giddy. She typed in the eight digit code on the keypad and her bed room door slid open. Felicitys room was really more of a suite with three connecting rooms. The room they entered in was a cozy sitting room, designed for relaxation and entertaining guests. The next room over on the left was her favorite room. Bookshelves lined the walls on all sides while half a dozen cushions spread out over the fluffy carpet. Then was her own private bathroom with a beautiful tiled tub the size of a small swimming pool. The last room was her bedroom, easily the most impressive part of the suite. The bed was large enough to fit four comfortably, under a lovely canopy of some glossy sheer fabric. A dozen decorative pillows were piled up at the head of the bed, all unique, yet made to match the blue of her bedding perfectly. This was the room Felicity went into.

"My Father taught me a little already, you know," she called out as she pulled her suitcase from under her bed, already packed with what she would need right away, "And Uncle B too. I'm not the best, but I think I might be off to a good start at least."

She left the large case standing at the side of her bed as she went into the large walk-in closet to pick out something new. Honestly, Felicity was not very good at dressing for company. One of mothers handmaidens usually did this part for her. Would it be more appropriate to wear yellow or green?

[member="Helene Magrath"]
 
The Eternal Queen
The Queen was absolutely stunned. Was this her Celeste talking to a guest this way? When did her little angel become such a spoiled brat? Living with her Father, she supposed, would do that. Daddy's little girl and all that. She would have words with her husband later about it. For now, all she could do was look entirely displeased as the Baroness dealt with the rude little girl as only she could.

"Celeste Fiora Mason!" she hissed, using her full name, "You will apologize to her Grace, The Baroness Magrath, this very instant or I shall make your time living on Naboo very dull indeed!"

The look in her bright silver eyes spoke her every intention. They said, clear as day, 'I brought you into this Galaxy, and I can take you out of it!" Celeste would know that she had stepped out of line. The girl would be no stranger to watching her older sister receive their mothers punishments. Regularly.

"And then," The Queen continued, "You will make a proper introduction!"

[member="Duchess Magrath"]
[member="Celeste Mason"]
 

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