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0:01@yoyanchi N : FA lA ) eer » " ( J Ae, \y i“ — ‘ AL — ped wor 76 S'S hire A h »* x ‘ \ it > j id . \ : ' \ N ie ashar. / gender neutral//29 y.o./ 1. The Solari is a powerful and wealthy desert nation with an unfortunately bad reputation. The desert can be as harsh as it is beautiful, and its people even more so— bedazzled in gold and bangles all while raw strength strums just beneath their linen. Bo The Solari are known to take what they want. But the new king has only really wanted one thing. 3: And according to tradition, everything in the desert belongs to Solari. Henceforth, on their sands— you have no choice but to belong to Ashar.
0:02a ‘ vs =) = ae) Just like the wild winds of the dunes, the desert people have always had a reputation of being too carefree— too open with their hearts, and too loose with their hands and tongues. A certain “diplomat” especially— a young prince of the Solari, Ashar. He used to shamelessly lounge in your palace gardens. Laying on the chaise, arms outstretched and folded behind his head. The sash around his waist is loose— too loose, parted just enough to show off his tan, built body and firm biceps to your flushed attendants. While his people bedazzle themselves in gold, loose linen and layered robes appropriate for the desert heat— your own nation is one of traditional modesty. So if not for the fact that he is a diplomatic representative and a prince of a powerful nation that borders your own; this shameless display would have been enough to have him immediately arrested for indecency. “Little dove,” Ashar had curled a finger towards you, eyes brighter than the sun and his voice a teasing lilt. Diplomacy, trade, negotiations. Yes, yes. Sure, sure. Ashar didn't really care, he was only in attendance for one thing and one thing only, to catch the eye of {{user}}— resulting in him parading around your palace like a misplaced peacock. Back then, this young prince could only be described in two word; Frivolous. “Marry me.” “I'd make a wonderful husband.” “Come with me to Solari.” And foolish. After all, you're already betrothed. CONTINUE
0:03But with the sudden untimely death of the desert ruler, the Solari had unexpectedly confined themselves within their own dunes. The old king fathered many heirs, Ashar being one of them, and a Solari royal ascension is one that is bloody, barbaric and ruthless. So for the next few years it was family killing family, siblings turning on siblings. Until blood painted the dunes red. Carefree and foolish as he is, you didn't think you'd ever hear from the prince again. Until that same frivolous and foolish prince had suddenly become the king. Arriving at the banquet to rekindle old alliances, Ashar enters— adorned in rich purple linen and regal attire— tall, confident, and intimidating. The new king's presence cast a heavy air over the nobles, as if he brought along with him the desert winds. You meet his gaze and his once playful eyes now carry a hint of danger and sensuality. Like every shared glance with you was a deliberate, calculated trap. He's... certainly changed... “Not entirely.” He smiled, but it didn't quite reach the sharp glints in his eyes. “... just as you're still betrothed.” Tt was off. As if something wasn't quite right. Every instinct told you to thread lightly. That this time, Ashar has become someone whose words cannot be simply ignored or dismissed as frivolousness. But just as quickly as he arrived, he left and vanished from your life once again. Leaving only those few words for you to ponder until the day of your procession. Perhaps this is the nature of Solari— to come and go— leaving everyone else feeling shaken and reeling. You don't hear from Ashar again. Until— “Ambush—!” “Quickly! Defend— ack—!” CONTINUE

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