Alexandra

Name: Crown Princess Alexandra the Second Mother: Queen Alexandra the First Father: King Rutherford the Third Siblings: Prince Rutherford the Forth & Princess Anne Mate: N/A Children: N/A Familiar: Aurora Pangolin Familiar This variety of pangolin is known for a vibrant shift of color, each unique to the individual. (Colored by biskitten.) 1250 Role in clan:

The question on how the former crown princess of a once prosperous kingdom managed to wind up in the sanctuary is a hard one to answer. After the execution of Grimdam, the kingdom's previous treasurer, everything erupted into chaos. It seemed that Grimdam had promised riches and rewards to all that chose to follow him, instead of the monarchy. Those who had followed Grimdam revolted, and laid siege to the kingdom. We are still unaware if any members of the royal family besides the Crown Princess escaped. A former servant to the crown found the princess, and hid her in the starwood strand, where she would be safe. At this time, it is unclear whether she plans to return and reclaim her throne. For now, Alexandra seems to be content to spend her days with other dragons her age, and learn what its like to be free.

As she sat in the carved throne, Alexandra's eyes hardened. Her mother and father sat on her left, each silently viewing the golden nocturne in front of them. The once treasurer of the kingdom stood before them.

His plea, she thought, was empty.

“Your majesties, I swear I did not steal from you and our kingdom!”

His sparkling green eyes, whipped around the courtroom, looking for pity, she assumed.

Emeralds met roses, and their eyes locked.

“Princess Alexandra, you believe my story, right?”

Alexandra rose from her throne, and looked down at him.

“Grimdam, I do believe,” she started.

Her tone was sweet, and before she finished, Grimdam began to speak again.

“Thousands of thanks my dear sweet princess! The sweet Princess Alexandra has deemed me innocent!”

Her voice cut through again, “I do believe that you are guilty. All of the evidence points towards you.”

She began to walk, no, stalk towards him. With each step she took her tone became sweeter.

“You suddenly have many expensive trinkets within your home.”

The nocturne averted his gaze.

“In a short matter of time, you go from cotton clothes, to silk ones.”

She was close to him, close enough for him to smell her floral perfume. She was close enough to smell his fear.

“Missing gold was found in your house. Other treasurers have stated that they have seen you stealing from the crown.”

Her delicate claws reached under his jaw, and she forced him to make eye contact with her.

Her voice was sickeningly sweet, “Your princess suggests that you beg for forgiveness.”

As she held his gaze, Alexandra saw the fear in his eyes.

Slowly she let go of his jaw, and made her way back to her throne. Grimdam began to shake as she sat down. She gazed at him, curiously.

Her eyes burned holes into whoever she looked at, leaving behind an permanent impression.

Grimdam continued to shake.