The second child and youngest daughter of House Khan. She is something of a rarity among the women of Hanami , the second woman in a row to rise to prominence in the imperial household, after her aunt. Despite some physical limitations she is a bright, capable young woman, devout in her faith and confident in the somewhat archaic, traditional ways of her family.
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Post by Malia on Feb 22, 2018 19:12:22 GMT
notes here. words: 348 | The imperial princess walked with a confident, elegant air about her. Determination and youthful stubborness fueling every step. Yet there had never been such a conflict between the outer aura always displayed by the princess and the inner turmoil making her stomach flip over and over again. Several times she nearly stopped to vomit, but she didn;t want people spreading rumors of 'the imperial princesses sudden illness'. She was weak but not sickly, and the empire didn;t need to appear even weaker right now because of a silly thing like nerves. For the past few years, since alia had come to prominence as a figure in the imperial household, she had watched closely the situation with House Sumi. An ally having not been rewarded as an ally should. Her father should have offered them more and now dissatisfaction had grown to a real risk of civil war, something that anyone with half a brain could tell, the empire was not ready for, not when their empress wasn't even ready for her throne yet. So Malia had devised a plan, a plan to make up for years of neglect and ignorance on the part of House Khan. She had been in intense negotiations with the officials of her house, it was impossible to do anything official without her older sister, but the younger khan had long learned how to get things done without approval, and together they had come up with something, that if not ending the threat, might at least put a stop to it. Malia had informed Aliyah's household there was an urgent matter to be discussed between sisters. From any other twelve year old, this news would have been laughed at, but this was malia, everyone here liked her, and when she said there needed to be a meeting between sisters, the guards knew it meant it was important. So Maliah settled in to her chambers. The maids had prepared tea and some snacks, most sugary, because maliah had a weakness for sweets and this was her meeting. now she just had to not fuck it up. Aliyah Khan multiply life by the power of two |
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Post by Aliyah Khan on Mar 3, 2018 5:12:01 GMT
► Aliyah walked with her hands in her sleeves like a empress should when your such an important figure within this world. She was never the type to care about how people looked at her or her appearance but when she became the empress she knew she needed to change that small flaw. Many had said she shouldn't be the empress that her younger sister would make a better one. She took everything seriously when it came to the royal matters. Aliyah did as well but it was never her intention to become the empress until she was older and she could all the fun out of her system but when her father passed and her mother no longer wanted the throne, it was passed to her.
Always messing around at her lesson and not listening to the things her teachers said really messed up Aliyah as she realized she really needed the information. The sudden death of her father wasn't something anyone expected and it defiantly surprised her more than anything. She didn't know the first thing about being an empress and her mother was never around to help do anything.
She had been informed her sister had something urgent to speak to her about. Normally she would have been in a royal meeting where her sister spoke about urgent matters but this time is was just to sisters speaking in private. She couldn't help her curious mind as she thought about all the possibles that it could be. Aliyah wasn't much for having things placed on her lap in a surprising manner but this time is seemed it would happen.
Aliyah had made her way down the long corridors of hall to her younger sisters room. She had to admit her walk and expression that resided on her face had gotten to be more like an empress over the small amount of time she ruled but there was still so much for her to learn. She walked up the door which led into the young princess' room. She guard beside the door knocked and announced the young empress. Aliyah waited patiently for her sister or one of the maids to open the door. |
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The second child and youngest daughter of House Khan. She is something of a rarity among the women of Hanami , the second woman in a row to rise to prominence in the imperial household, after her aunt. Despite some physical limitations she is a bright, capable young woman, devout in her faith and confident in the somewhat archaic, traditional ways of her family.
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12 Yrs
Asexual
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House Khan
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Post by Malia on Mar 3, 2018 5:38:27 GMT
notes here. words: 432 | The reply to the knock was nearly instantaneous, it seemed Malia had placed one of her personal maids at the door to open it for when she inevitably got distracted with her own preoccupations. Looking up from her furious scribiling on a piece of paper, malia offered a small smile. It was awkward, this person she called sister was as good as a stranger to her, but she could still be as good to her as she was to anyone else at court, and it would prevent their discussion from falling into awkward silences as they bumbled about.
Assuming the empress offered no resistance she was quickly escorted inside the room and set across from the princess imperial, whatever the aforementioned princess had been writing so furiously about was quickly shoved to the side beneath a few books, mostly legal, on subjects such as inheritance law and marriage customs, though what the twelve year old could have use for in those was anyones guess.
"Thanks for coming here so quickly, I know this all happened rather fast but....I came upon an idea, an idea that will allow us to prevent the war with sumi, and allow you time to adjust to your new role in peace," she paused here and allowed her words to sink in. To be honest, until recently, her sister had little interest in being empress, because she was young she believed she was entitled to have fun, not exactly a wrong assumption for many, but it was not an assumption malia had ever agreed with, still, different strokes, different folks.
"I've been doing some research, and speaking with some of House Sumi's officials. There is a very quick and easy way to ease tensions, and while i cannot garuntee there will never be trouble with them again, I can garuntee you at least about six or so years of peace," she continued with a sigh as she pulled out the paper she was working on. Though it was nothing official, a princess imperial had no legal right to creat lawful documents, it seemed to be a rough draft of a marriage contract that had....quite a few stipulations.
"This is a marriage contract, i know typically we should focus on finding you a husband, but in this case, you aren't elligible. This contract is for me and my....my marriage, more specifically my marriage to Akira," here is where Malia visibly tensed up a bit. She'd heard from the servants how fond her sister was of the kidnapped heir, and she could empathise with her, but no matter what life akira lived, either as servant or heir to house sumi, a marriage between him and the empress would never be considered sustainable.
"It starts with returning the trade routes to House Sumi, I know they can be bullies, but frankly, antagonizing them is not helping our situation. Ideally, you would do this at your ball, to help endear them to you as empress, as it would make a good stage for the announcement, but if you feel another time or place would be best, I won't argue," she explained, all buisness and formality, likely to avoid having to process the expression on her sisters face right now.
"From here, we make a promise to House Sumi that if they reassert their loyalty to the empire, we would be inclined to grant them further favours. This further favour would be the discreet return of Akira. Obviously we cannot escort him back with an imperial guard, technically no one can prove we ever had him, but we find a way to get him home, maybe hire a shipping vessel to claim they found him somewhere, perhaps auntie has an idea, i'm sure she's had to take hostages in war and discreetly return them after all," she continued with a nod, the term auntie seeming so out of place amidst the rest of her otherwise mature and formal speech, but if she noticed, Malia seemed unfased by her unbiased affection for the Eldest imperial princess.
"Then....we come to my part. Where we offer my hand in marriage to Akira. I'm younger than him, but i've bled, so that shouldn't be an issue. More importantly, this will be an entirely egalitarian marriage, we'll both retain those titles that we've been granted by birth, thus I will be known as Her imperial highness, lady sumi and Akira will be known as His lordship, Imperial Prince of House Khan," she finished before looking up and sitting back. There was alot more to say, but frankly she needed to let her sister swallow the mountain of info she had just dumped upon her.
Especially the bit about her little sister and not so secret crush getting married.
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