You are a notorious Empress, the ruler of the most flourishing, fruitful, prosperous empire spanning planets across the Stheno system. You took the throne at only eighteen, your people were a little concerned, your father was a brilliant, powerful leader and you were so young… but you filled your fathers shoes beyond well, now you are known across the galaxy.
You are adored by your subjects because you really do have a heart of gold, you travel as much as you can, visiting villages, thanking people for their hard work, attending music and arts competitions to encourage creativity, imposing laws for the people’s benefit rather than your own
Unsurprisingly you have many suitors and there’s pressure on you to find somebody to rule by your side, merging power has never been a goal for you, you just want to fall in love.
You hold many balls in your residence in the capital of your empire : Endoor, a beautiful city, bustling with life, a thriving community meets dense forestry, acres and acres of protected land. Your palace is beautiful, ethereal and ancient, passed down by rulers for centuries - the most famous being the palace gardens which are open to the public as much as possible and a thriving ecosystem of their own
At one of these balls which were necessary for strengthening national, international and interplanetary affairs you met the Grand Duke of Ellaborugh, a small nation within your empire - well rather reacquainted with the Marquess of Ellaborough, Ewan McGregor… a childhood friend of yours.
When you were a princess and he was a Marquess you’d grown close, seeing each other a lot at special events and balls such as this but as you grew up you became busy with princess duties and then Queen duties, now you have just discovered Ewan lost his father a few years ago and is now the Grand Duke, not that a title changed anything but you were surprised to see him.
He looked so smart in his suit, but nothing compared to his sparkling blue eyes that transported you back to those cheeky evenings where you’d run off together from parties to explore together, that kiss you shared as young teens that never got a chance to be anything more…
A beautiful golden glow cast other the ballroom, casting you in an ethereal glow, golden silk in your dress making you look even more exquisite than usual, you carefully lift the layers of skirt and petticoat to watch your step as you descend the marble staircase towards Ewan who you’d been watching chat to other Dukes and Princes for a while.