For Beta or Worse (Exellda and Cyncii) (18+)

[Exellda]

 

 

Name: Zander Alseif

 

Age: 22

 

Sexuality: Homosexual -seke

 

Likes: Zander loves to explore. Knowledge is precious to him, whether through reading or through interacting. Often Zander likes to sneak out of the castle to get a 'fresh breath of air'. If he isn't locked inside the castle, Zander can be found at the old library, the bar entertaining the guest or even practicing magic that he learned from his mother out by the lake.

 

Hates: Being locked up in the castle. Being compared to his older siblings. Feeling trapped. He hates seeing people suffer.

 

Everyone in this universe are fox hybrids~

 

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Starter/ Backstory:

 

As the youngest of his siblings, Zander is often referred as the 'baby' prince. He was also the only beta in his family, everyone else were alpha. He is neither spoiled or rude and he often returns the favor to the best of his abilities. As a prince, he lived a privileged life. He got to do almost anything he wanted to do at his leisure... Except the thing he wanted to do most: see the world. He wanted to see outside the walls of his castle. And for the longest time, ever since he was about ten, Zander would sneak out and see the land of which his kingdom ruled.

 

Glorious sights greeted him. Entertainment of all kinds fancied his eyes for the first time, along with cruel horrors. Things he wouldn't have seen otherwise had he not escaped the castle, many things that he did not know how to help. His people were starving behind closed doors, many were suffering with illness and death. It was all very devastating for him to see for the first time. However, this didn't not stop Zander from seeing his people again, no, rather it encouraged him to invest in his people. Zander would sought after remedies or food, even little things were enough to make his people smile.

 

From then on, up until he was almost 13 he saw the people of his kingdom. After he turned 13 his father put his foot down. As it turned out, his family had known of his whereabouts. They disapproved of him leaving the castle at such an early age. Since then his father had a nurse look after him to make sure that he wouldn't sneak out. For about a week, it was effective until Zander found a new way out. It was when he turned 14 that he was faced with his father again. Because of his negligence the innocent nurse had to be hung for failing her duties. Zander couldn't remember a time he had cried harder as he had to be the one to pull the rope which moved the floorboards from under her feet.

 

Before that moment, Zander once had a glistening light in his golden brown eyes, a bright fire within him, and a big passion for adventure... Now often the prince stays locked up in his room. The library he so dearly loved was burned within the week that the nurse had died. The light in his eyes became dull over the years, he didn't fight his father anymore nor escape the castle, afraid that the new nurse would have to die as well.

 

For three whole years Zander lived in a shadow of himself, unhappy and unsatisfied with being inside the castle. He rarely went outside in the courtyard anymore. In fact, ever since the nurse died, he was only allowed several hours out of the day to be outside. After a month passed since the nurse died, even his siblings stopped asking him to come out and play. When he wasn't admiring the flowers or gardening, his elder brother would always beat him whilst sword fighting then mock him telling him to practice more or his elder sister would mock him for doing 'slaves' work such as gardening. The only thing he really had left were the books in his room and the magic his mom had taught him when he was really little.

 

But of course when he turned 18 much of his restrictions were lifted as he was now a man. His father allowed him to see the kingdom, if only for a couple hours each day and attended with a servant. Along with his age came with responsibility of marriage. Due to having two older siblings, Zander never really worried about marriage. The eldest brother would gain the throne and his sister would marry off into a different kingdom. So when his father told him that he was going to be a suitor... He did not expect that his father would ship him off as soon as he got the chance.

 

Now and days Zander either traveled or was stuck at home. He traveled when he could, much like he wanted to in the beginning, but he could not ever leave the sight of the maids. He could not leave the castles he stayed at nor carriages. As he could travel through, Zanders eyes would spark and a soft smile would grace his lips when his got to see the outside. He did not mind being a suitor, no, he was a casual flirt at times. If it meant he could be free, even for a little bit, Zander would do it.

 

Unfortunately, Zander did not know what to expect. As a beta he wasn't exactly the most desirable mate. He was 22 now and still had yet to find a suitable 'bride'... Or to see if he would become one by some odd chance. To be honest he was sure he would not ever find love and was starting to believe that such a thing did not exist. Each prince and even princess he met all had different things they wanted. He only participated in being a suitor to be free of the castle... He simply did not get out enough. It was... Exceedingly lonely.

 

Currently, the golden brown eyed male found himself bored and unhappily inside of his chambers. Whenever he wasn't being a suitor, he was back to the old days for the most part. As much freedom he had, he still never felt truly and wholly free. Being inside of his castle drained him, paled him and left him utterly bored out of his mind. His father wouldn't let him leave if it wasn't necessary. Mostly Zander could leave if he had an invitation to a ball, or to meet and greet possible love interests. At the same time, if people were visiting him, or if his castle was having a ball, then everyone would come to him... To be honest Zander would much prefer to leave his castle...

 

Zander knew that a suitor was coming to see him- "Was that today or tomorrow?" He quietly asked himself. He couldn't remember very well, as the hours dragged on by at an achingly slow pace whenever he was home. It was only around noon and he had already used up all of his 'outside privileges'.

[Cyncii]

Name:Fiore Torriel

 

Age: 24

 

Sexuality: Bisexual - Seke

 

Likes: Fiore likes wandering about outdoors, but he would rather keep close to his castle than explore outside its walls. He prefers people who are willing to open their arms to someone like him, even with the more than unfortunate position he is in. His favorite pastime is gardening and all that associates with it, and he even has a personal little garden to himself that he has maintained since he was little. Fiore's favorite flower is the amaryllis.

 

Dislikes/Hates: He despises anyone who brings up his position as a beta and openly mocks him for it. Fiore also dislikes death a great deal more than most would, whether it be hybrid, animal, or plant. It sends him into distress whenever he witnesses it, or whenever someone or something is hurt. He very much dislikes being the crown prince, along with the expectations which are pressed onto him. Loneliness is something which occurs often with him and he intends on remedying this.

 

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Backstory/First Post:

 

From the moment of his birth onward, Fiore was spoiled. Being the only son of the king and queen and in turn the crown prince, he was pampered by his parents as well as the servants and others who wished to visit him. At a young age he showed much promise, with magic and with his fascination with plant life, the latter of which caused his mother to bless him with a little garden of his own. While it was rather frowned upon among royalty to dabble in something such as this, his parents and especially his mother allowed and accepted it.

 

However, eventually there came the stunning revelation in which Fiore turned out to be a beta. His parents kept this secret within the confines of the castle, yet it spread to the ears of the servants. Those did not take this too kindly, but at the threat of execution their lips remained sealed. However, they instead treated the child with less respect than before and turned more strict concerning his care.

 

As soon as Fiore turned eighteen, the hunt for suitors began. Of course, this could not and would never be very easy. His parents wished to lie and say to his potential suitors that he was an alpha, but on the other hand Fiore desired to be more honest with his matches and confided in them the truth: the crown prince is a beta. Most respectfully declined his attention and the few remaining showed vehement disdain for him. There was no point to them into letting a beta into their lives - for them, being a beta meant less fertility and in turn fewer heirs. However, Fiore wasn't in it for heirs. He was in it for love. Such a rare thing it was, or so he believed. Much like others desperately grasping out for love, Fiore eventually grew weary and his hopes of finding it dimmed. Would he have to settle for a loveless marriage full of deception?

 

Growing more anxious by the day, becoming older, Fiore began to actively seek out suitors. He wouldn't dare to send anyone on some stupid quest to earn his affection, all he wanted was someone with a good heart and a love for the great outdoors. If they could have that and accept his unfortunate position, he would welcome them into his heart with open arms.

 

Here he was, though, recently arrived at his next potential suitor's castle. Fiore could say that he was actually rather hopeful this time around. However, time and time again his hopes were let down. He shook his head a little. No, he wouldn't give up, he couldn't. No one would allow it anyways, not even himself.

 

Would he be led to his suitor? Zander, was it? He glanced up wide-eyed at the castle looming before him, hands tugging lightly at the hem of his shirt. Ears twitched slightly and, taking in a deep, anxious breath, Fiore stepped forwards and entered the castle. The fox held little clue what to expect.. but from what he's heard, he need not worry about being very disappointed.

[Exellda]

Right as the crown prince entered the castle a maid went to his side. She bowed rather lowly, "Prince Fiore, welcome to the Alseif castle. His highness will be here momentarily to meet you, and of course, the Prince Zander will be on his way as well. I hope that your time here is pleasant. Please wait here and I shall go inform His Highness and my Prince of your arrival." With that, the maid politely bowed and took her leave, heading for the king first. Along the way she saw Zander's personal maid. She quickly motioned her to fetch the prince before continuing her journey. Within less than a minute she was in the study. The King was leisurely reading a document by himself. "Pardon the intrusion, but Prince Fiore is here."

 

The King nodded and rose out of his chair. "Thank you, please attend to him. I'll be on my way."

 

And with that, the maid bowed. "Yes, my King." And she headed back to the prince.

 

First the maid returned and not a moment later the King found his way out. "You must be Prince Fiore from the Torriel kingdom, a worthy suitor for my son." He said, going on with the formalities. His black ears pulled forward and his tail swayed. "I suspect that he shall be here in a moment. Pardon the wait."

 

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Meanwhile, Zander's personal maid had arrived to his chambers. She was quite frantic. "Zander, my Prince! A suitor has arrived for you. Are you not ready?" She immediately went to Zander's side and gasped. "No, no, no... You may not see Prince Fiore in this condition. I will not allow it, nor will my King, he'll have my head, child!" The maid picked up her pace and went over to his wardrobe. "I cannot believe you have allowed yourself to get dirty. It's not even the evening yet, my Prince."

 

With a sigh Zander replied, "Oh Leuh... What's a little dirt ever hurt?" he asked with a sigh. Sadly, he knew that his maid was right. His father would be upset if he showed up in dirty clothes, especially if it was while he was meeting a suitor. His was demanding and strict, but less so ever since he turned of age. Zander wanted just as much to get out of the castle as his father wanted him to marry and move out. It wasn't like he enjoyed his father's imprisonment, his taunting brother or nagging sister- all whom were better off than he. Zander was the runt of the pack, so to speak, and as the runt he was forced to follow whatever order his father gave- and on occasion whatever his siblings said.

 

"You know very well that you father will be very upset if you show up looking like a street dweller. Now please hurry and change into this." Leuh said as she approached him, setting the clothes down momentarily as she helped the prince out of his dirty clothes. Even though Zander didn't want to, he reluctantly changed clothes. After a quick change and a quick freshening up, Leuh decided that Zander looked presentable enough. But before they could leave the room she asked, "Have you brushed your hair today?" And with a sigh the prince answered with a nod of his head. "I figured as much, even when you brush it, the thing still looks like a mess. I swear you have the most unruly hair I've ever had the pleasure of dealing with."

 

The prince chose not to reply. He was use to his maid nagging him by now. He allowed himself to be escorted downstairs. As the made the clearing, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his ears twitched and his tail swayed. It was time to meet yet another suitor. Opening the door that lead to the great hall and the entryway, he could spot his father from here, and near him, another man. That must be the other prince... Prince Fiore.

 

Since long ago, or what feels like long ago, Zander lost that nervous feeling, that spark he felt whenever he met a new suitor. He was so use to being denied by now that he never made the effort to remember any suitors name, except for the day that he met them. And so, the prince was walking into this rather blindly as he knew nothing about the other male nor the kingdom of which he came from. All he knew was that he was a crown prince. The blond haired fox had his suspicions that the other prince would be cocky, much like the other crowned princes he met. Despite this, he tried to go in with an empty slate. He didn't want to judge someone poorly before they even had the chance to talk.

 

However the blond fox felt something... change. It was about the moment he made eye contact with the other prince that he felt a sudden nervousness that he had long since forgotten. Zander's ears flickered forward and then pulled back slightly, his fluffy tail twitched to the side. And out of his nervousness he found himself adjusting his glasses again. This bizarre reaction does not go unnoticed by the king.

 

"Ah, there he is. Prince Fiore, let me formally introduce my son, Zander." Spoke the King, warmly gesturing to his son.

 

For a moment Zander's mind went blank, as if all the etiquette that he learned throughout his lifetime had escaped his mind, completely vanished. Then he suddenly remembered and adjusted his glasses once more, again out of nervousness. The blond fox extended his hand to be kissed and promptly said, "Zander Alseif, and your service."