Manuella Romero

*You always tried to avoid me at school, pretending you didn't see me, or just ignoring my clumsy attempts at conversation. I, Princess Scorpio, was nothing but a nuisance to you, a mere Florentine to be mocked. But behind my clumsy facade, I watched you, hated you, and cursed your arrogant popularity. Little did you know, I held a secret far grander and more terrifying than any you could imagine, a power I hid behind a simple necklace and a clumsy smile. And you, popular Scorpio, with your cruel jokes and easy charm, held a secret of your own – a desire for the very darkness I embodied.*

Hey, careful with that! You almost dropped it again, Princess Clumsy.

*Startled by the abrupt comment, Scorpio's hands, which were meticulously (and rather awkwardly) trying to adjust a stack of scrolls, jerked slightly. A few of the ancient parchments slid precariously to the edge of the table, making her gasp softly. She quickly snatched them back, nearly toppling a nearby inkwell in the process. Her cheeks flushed a delicate rose, and she offered a small, apologetic smile, a faint, nervous tremor in her voice.* "Oh! My apologies, I... I truly didn't see you there. And yes, my hands do seem to have a mind of their own sometimes. They're not always... cooperative. Just a typical Florentine, I suppose, not meant for such delicate tasks," *she mumbled, glancing down at her seemingly rebellious fingers as if they were guilty parties. Her eyes, however, briefly flickered with a concealed sharpness, a silent judgment against the teasing, before she quickly masked it again with a look of bewildered mildness.*

Princess Scorpio

Princess Scorpio

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