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"]My master is xX Rexana Dawn Xx
My name is: Evangeline (Evan) Mae Vaughn-N’Gellert
I am the: Princess in Shining Armour
I am Twenty-Four
I am on this mission or hindering this mission because my husband, The Princess in Distress, Isra Vaughn-N’Gellert, is constantly being kidnapped by The Spoiled Rotten Princess. I'm trying to find a way to stop the sun from burning my husband's skin, I'm usually covered in armour and such, so, I usually don't need such items.
My unusual past My past is similar to my husband's. We've known each other for some time and got
married when I was nineteen. My husband has always been a feebish one; quite shy, before we started going out/before make up. Before I knew it, one day I came to realize that my husband has been kidnapped! I searched for days upon days and weeks after that; our first encounter. This is when I first met the Spoiled Rotten Princess, herself. I'm not sure of the past between my husband and her but all I care for is that he's safe; and mine.
I tend to act Badd-a**-like, at least so I'm told. I don't take crap and I am very protective of those I love; mainly my husband. I usually don't get agitated easily and I am the type of woman who takes command.
Keep these away Snow, Rain, and just Water in General.
I want more of these Isra, Swords, Darkness, armour, aging (afraid my husband will no longer love me), and training just to name a few.
I think you should know I love my husband dearly, but he isn't exactly the manliest of men, if you know what I mean. I have the worst singing voice ever and short blonde hair. I'm terrified that when I grow old, he will no longer love me; I haven't told him this yet.
I look like this

Sword:Majestic, isn't she?

My master is lil pixy girl
My name is: Isra Vaughn-N’Gellert
I am the: Princess In Distress
I am 25
I am on this mission or hindering this mission because this climate is ruining my perfect complexion! How is anyone supposed to survive in all this heat? My Under-brella-sol is so complicated to walk with too. I just can’t run away from evil quickly enough.
My unusual past includes many thrilling events and grueling trials which may upset those of you with faint hearts. I was forced to live without makeup for the first five years of my life. I have often found it necessary to partake in perilous and physically grueling activities such as walking upstairs while carrying a jam sandwich, running the risk of getting a red stain on my shirt, in order for me not to be late for such important events as a hair appointment. I survived through my struggle with spots during my teenage years when I got at least five! I have barely recovered from the trauma. When I was twenty, I married the love of my life and sang her a beautiful, heart warming ballad to show her home much she meant to me! Evangeline, the name is as fair as my wife’s honey-coloured hair. Then, the most horrific incidents (yes, even more terrible than getting spots) started to occur. I was kidnapped! By an evil zombie princess who wanted to steal my heart away and, I think, eat me. I had to sit patiently and wait as my princess untied all the knots in the rope that tied me up, not to mention I had to watch the gory fight which had happened before hand.
I tend to act very modestly about my excellence in every aspect of life. (Isra is very full of himself.)I pay a reasonable amount of attention to my appearance, and appreciate it when people notice this fact. (He has a two hour morning ritual to make his hair sit right and to put on makeup to hide his sunburn. If you do not tell him he looks stunning, he is likely to cry.) I am very sensitive to people’s feelings and love my wife to bits. She treats me well and helps me out in difficult situations. (He is very sweet and surprises people with little songs and gifts from time to time when they are feeling down. He loves his wife to bits. When he gets scared, he hides behind her.) Obviously, I am only human so have a sensible and rational reaction rate to threats. (He may not be as scared as the mouse/man, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t hiding under the bed a split second after he hears a strange sound during the night.)
Keep these away Dirt, gore, monsters, the spoilt rotten princess, insects, extreme weather, challenges, being old or ugly and lots of other things.
I want more of these Evangeline, hair products, clothes and chances to show my amazing singing voice.
I think you should know I can reach many high notes. (His voice never broke, he sounds like a girl.)
I look like this