I've had a slaggy life.
So, my name is Seraphina Cadence Valchiria, but if I hear you call me that, you're going to get my pistol shoved between your eyes, got it? It's Serrie. And only family and Cobra are allowed to call me Ser, so don't try it.My twin sister —I only recently found out I was all-but-left on a human's doorstep while my twin got to grow up in her biological family, get this one, as a princess— is Kikite Felicity Valchiria. Oh, right. Sorry princess. Her name is actually High Princess blahblahblah of the House of nobody-cares. Or something like that. Frag if I know. I want no part of that princess slag. The two times I've ever been to my supposed 'home', the nobles spent the entire time trying to stick me (and Cobra) through with glares. So really, I don't want to inherit Solaria, and I am beyond glad it falls to the actual princess.
And my boyfriend, Cobra.... Now I might be only half human myself, but Cobra can't even claim that much. Which is probably why the nobles hate him. ....That and the fact that no one in this fragging castle knows what it is to slagging knock. LUCIS. Oh, sorry. I meant mom. I betcha she lied about only having one daughter, right? Yeah well. ....She had twins. Like I said, I got dropped on poor Phil's doorstep with no warning as a slagging infant. She just couldn't wait to get rid of me. And I don't really buy that whole your-grandparents-are-psychotic-fraggers-that-would-kill-you-as-soon-as-look-at-you slag.
Wait... WHY THE SLAG DID THIS TURN INTO A RANT ABOUT MY LIFE?!
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*cooling fans kick on, finally catching up mentally* "Well, let's go than." *smirks*