Prettier than a Queen [Open]

[Prince Charming]

He probably had more make up on than her right now at least, if not being just naturally prettier than most of the royal fleet altogether. Maybe Serafine was prettier than all of them too, she did hold herself properly, and snarly nastily at any nearby idiots, not counting himself of course. His beautiful black hair was as shiny as if it had just been rained on, in tight curls and a ponytail, to keep it off of his pale features, as that could just be annoying when it got windy or something. He was wearing his black stiff wool jacket, with the gold braiding around the frilly cuffs and collar, and the braided gold strips across the front, holding the closely fitting jacket together. He had one of those weird pure white crevat things on underneath, the bit over his chest, poking out through the V collar of the jacket, like it was supposed to.

On his lower half he wore a pair of very dark navy blue trousers that stuck to his thigh's as if they would die if a crease appeared in the very fabric. They were stuffed into the tops of the knee high shiny black riding boots he was wearing, shaped perfectly to his calves and heel, showing off his slender legs. All that was nothing compared to the amount of make up he was wearing, the included, among the rest of it, mascara over his eyelashes, two red lines obviously marked by his fingers over his cheek, a diagonal line downwards, deep lucious red lipstick and thin black eye liner. There was plenty more, but it was subtle enough for you really not to notice it was there, just to notice that it made him look brilliant.

"Don't look at me like that, really Serafine you should know better!" He spoke to his dog, who gave him a look, as she always did, that was a perfect cross between thinking he was crazy, and wanting to rip his throat out. For a cute and elegant looking standard poodle, she was practically a homocidal animal, very vicious, and held on a tight imaginary string. "I wonder if anyone else is here... Hmmm?" She gave him no answer, which was a bit of a disappointment, but then again, dogs didn't tend to talk much.

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[Holly-Face]

Jack walked down the palaces shiny hall his boots squeaking as he walked and leaving muddy patches on the polished floor, he had his Axe in his left hand and he was swinging it from left to right at his side.

His steps where big and he had his nose was in the air like he was trying to be royal himself, but he was far from it. He was wearing his usual attire, which was clingy and black with a spiked belt his hair was in a mess and he was muddy probably from trying to lift his cow Daisy up from the field at the back of his farm.

He had no idea of where he was going he was just wandering around looking for valuables and as he hadn't seen anybody yet he was assuming that this would be an easy job. As this thought and many others crossed his mind he didn't hear Stewart talking to his dog and he walked straight into him. Resulting to Jack dropping his Axe on the floor and cracking one of the glass tiles.

"CRAP!" he shouted stomping his foot on the ground. He picked his Axe up and hugged it "I'm sorry Mr Axey". He then peered at Stuart "I'm sorry I walked into you, I'm just looking round thats all" he grinned cheekily and nodded his head slowly. you have done it now Jack hes going to kill you then mother will be disappointed and Daisy will die he looked down at the tile then back up at Stuart, "It wasn't me... your not going to do anything to me are you?"