☆Name☆
"Princess Jael of the Nothern Isle."
Jael Kaia Yettrich
((Meaning of name: Jael- Wild as a mountain goat; Kaia- Chaste/Pure))

☆Age☆
"I am soon to be nineteen."
Eighteen

☆Gender☆
"Pardon? I believe I said I was a princess. Did I not?"
Female

☆Species☆
"Species? Well. Human. What else am I suppose to be."
Witch; mainly pyrokinesis and gyrokinesis

☆Sexuality☆
"Excuse me? That's a bit personal don't you think?"
Heterosexual

☆Personality☆
"Depends who you are."
People who are close to her know fully well to stay on her good side, she has a short fuse to say the least. Outside of the castle walls she does her best to appear calm and collected, loving and caring. Mainly because she is next in line for the crown. However, she can actually be calm especially when it comes to strategy.

☆Appearance☆
"I'm sure you've seen me around before."
Jael has fair skin and silvery-blue eyes that contrast to her naturally curly, strawberry blonde hair. It's almost rare to see the princess without make-up on, but even without it she still seems like an angel. When wearing heels she's about five foot ten, without them she's five foot seven.

☆Usual Outfit☆
"Obviously dresses, jewlery. The finest things really."
She does tend to wear nicer clothes then most people in the kingdom, but that's expected for a princess.

☆Job/occupation☆
"Do you really not know?"
Princess of the Nothern Isle

☆Pets☆
"Jessabelle and Kenway."
Six year old, chestnut tri-color pinto mare; Three year old, male blue rough collie

☆Likes☆
"Hmm. What do I like. I would like you to stop talking."
She likes to listen in on battle strategies that her father has with his generals and lords, but also enjoys cooking with her mother. If someone even mentions horse-back riding, she would have Jessabelle saddled up in a matter of seconds. Much to popular belief in the castle, she does like talking with the people of the Kingdom.

☆Dislikes☆
"You. Talking."
Jael absolutely hates being told what to do, unless it's from her parents. She's definitely not a fan of being the only child of the King and Queen, but goes with it. She can't stand it though when people question her ability to lead or don't drop a subject that she doesn't want to talk about.

☆Backstory☆
"Do I need to call a guard in you."
Growing up in royalty is almost every girl's dream, for Jael it's reality. But unlike most other Kingdoms, she is the only child of the King and Queen and no one quite knows why. To make up for the lost bond of a sibling, the two monarchs have always made sure she has a dog to at least come close to that bond. As the princess grew, so did her temper with the servants of the castle and even some of the soldiers in the army. She hated being inside all day and being taught how to be a proper princess, she knew it was just an excuse to keep her safe. When she reached the age of sixteen however, her father made sure there was a guard near her at all times. Which perhaps didn't help with her snapping at someone.

☆Other☆
She actually did have a sibling that no one knew about, not even herself. But the baby had been miscarried early in the pregnancy.

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Additional Information
-The Kingdom of the Northern Isle is an island that is fairly warm throughout the year, although temperatures do drop drastically for two months for their winter
-Her being a witch is from being in the royal family, her two main areas of magic are centered around fire and air
-Jessebelle

-Kenway

-Gala dress for Scene 1

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Scenarios
One
You have been assigned the task of protecting the princess, the King having heard of your reputation. No escaping what had been decided already. A uniform had been given to you for the event that you would be attending to protect the spoiled girl. The Phoenix Gala has been a centuries old tradition, celebrating the magic of the Northern Isle and tales of how it came to be.
Now, waiting outside Jael's door to escort her down to the ballroom. But she was taking forever, once she stepped out she looked to you and challenged you to say something.

Two
The target was easy enough, as was the mission. But getting to the target was going to be the hard part. She eighteen year old princess was never without a guard, probably her only alone time was when she went to the restroom.

You were a bounty hunter, seeked out by a stranger who gave you a name and location. Plus whispering in your ear how much money you'd be receiving.
Having staked out for awhile and gotten use to any routines, you notice the princess quickly leaving on her beloved horse and heading towards the forest.

Three
Make up your own scenario

《REMINDER》
There is no smutt/lemons within this book. Kidding, cuddling, and other signs of affection are fine.