Beautiful People//Princess Zenobia of Vita Anima

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

You've probably heard a lot about this little lady by now, what with all the unexplained and random mentions of her throughout other characters' BPs. Hopefully this will clear up any confusion. :)
(I stole these questions from the archives. :D)

1. How old is he/she? Zenobia is 20 years old, though sometimes can seem much younger. :)


2. What does he/she do with his/her spare time? Her day is practically all spare time. Her only duties as Princess is a little bit of paperwork each morning. Zenobia loves to host parties, gatherings, and balls. She also loves to attend them. If there isn't an occasion for which to celebrate, she enjoys painting, even though she's not the best at it. 


3. Does he/she see the big picture or live in the moment? Zenobia lives in the moment, definitely. 

4. Is he/she a perfectionist? No, not in the least. She doesn't mind that she's not much of an artist, and it doesn't bother her when things are out of place. In fact, her bedchamber is probably the most untidy room in the house, and she loves it that way. 

5. What does her handwriting look like? (round, slanted, curly, skinny, sloppy, neat, decorative, etc.) Her handwriting is round, but a little sloppy as well. 

6. Favorite animal? Dogs. Zenobia absolutely loves their playful nature.

7. Does he/she have any pets? She has several pets, actually. :) The most well-known is Baskerville, her large belgian shepherd, who is playful and mischievous to the max.

8. Does he/she have any siblings? How many? Where does he/she fit in? She was one twin sister, Zenaide. Zenaide was born 20 minutes before her. :)

9. Does he/she have a 'life verse' and if so what is it? This: The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. - John 10:10

10. Favorite writing utensil? A pen, and blue ink.


My head hurt from the heavy thoughts that weighed on it. “A little tea will surely clear up my thoughts,” I said aloud. The verbal reassurance was good. I reach out for the bell and pull it. At that very moment, the door opens, without a knock. It is Jacques, my manservant. “A letter for you, M’lady,” he says, “From your sister, Princess Zenaide.” His rotund face is red, he must have run all the way up here, from the front door.

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