Titania looked straight at the cara. Trill raised her hand and began counting down with her fingers. Three. Two. One.
And just like that, the livestream began.
In less than a heartbeat, the viewer count began climbing, numbers flickering like a heartbeat in overdrive. Within re seconds, over a thousand people had tuned in, and the count showed no signs of slowing down.
"Oh, wow," Titania murmured, her cheeks flushing lightly. "This sudden spike in viewers... it’s overwhelming. Honestly, seeing this much support, it’s heartwarming, but it’s also kind of embarrassing." She exhaled softly, her tone growing more sincere. "Still, I can’t thank you enough. Knowing that so many of you are standing behind fills my heart completely."
The chat was alive, brimming with rapid-fire ssages of love and encouragent. People poured in their support, declaring their loyalty and admiration for her. It was surprising—no, almost unbelievable—considering she was openly challenging Princess Myrcella, a figure practically worshipped in the kingdom. Most students here were devoted citizens of this kingdom, yet here they were, rallying behind Titania.
"I’m sure you’re all wondering why I decided to do this livestream," Titania began, her voice calm yet carrying an undercurrent of vulnerability. "Maybe you’re expecting to spout another half-hearted speech about my plans or my vision for the academy and the cadets. But this ti, I want to take a different approach."
She leaned forward slightly, her face closer to the cara. "I’m here to tell you the truth. My real feelings. The reason I’m running for president. And I’ll admit... it’s selfish, even scummy. But I’m asking you—please, hear out."
Her lips curled into a small, fragile smile, one that felt personal, as if directed at each individual watching. The chat exploded, hearts and encouraging words flooding the screen faster than they could be read.
"My reason for running for president," Titania said, her voice dipping with emotion, "is purely selfish. Unlike Princess Myrcella, who has a clear vision and genuine goals, I don’t. I’m running because of my own desires, my own wish fulfillnt. That’s the truth." She paused, her throat tightening for a mont. "I don’t think I deserve your support. And to be honest, I’m terrified that I’ll end up disappointing all of you."
Her confession seed to hang in the air, heavy and unflinching. It was a stark contrast to the polished speeches of her rival. Titania wasn’t pretending to be noble—she was baring her flawed, vulnerable self for all to see.
"But even so," she continued, her tone gaining strength, "because you’ve shown this overwhelming support, I’m determined to give you everything I have. If you still believe in , despite knowing how selfish my reasons are, then please—stay with until the very end. Help make this a reality."
She lowered her head slightly, offering a humble bow. While it wasn’t deep, the gesture was shocking in its symbolism. A princess bowing was unthinkable—just as Trill could only kneel before her husband, Titania’s act defied tradition and carried profound aning.
"Let reaffirm my stance," Titania said, her voice steady as she straightened. Her gaze was firm now, her earlier nerves giving way to quiet determination. "I believe in preserving the academy’s current routines, but I also want to improve them step by step. Issues like the cafeteria’s conduct and other concerns need to be addressed. I’m committed to fixing those problems."
She stood tall, her presence commanding yet sincere. "If I beco president, it won’t be about tearing everything down or making drastic changes. It’ll be about refining what’s already here—fixing the cracks, building on what works, and introducing new initiatives to better the lives of every student. I also plan to enhance training in both swords and magic through new programs I hope to implent."
Her words resonated with honesty, a blend of humility and resolve. The chat erupted again, overflowing with ssages of encouragent, her supporters firmly at her side as she opened her heart to them.
"If elected, I plan to implent practical changes that directly benefit every student. For starters, I want to create a system where cadets can access advanced magical tools and resources without unnecessary restrictions. This will ensure that those who want to push their skills further have the support they need to succeed. In addition, I’m looking into expanding the training schedules for both combat and non-combat disciplines. Everyone deserves the opportunity to refine their talents at their own pace, without feeling pressured to fit into a one-size-fits-all system. Whether it’s swordsmanship, magic, or even intellectual pursuits, there should be tailored options available for everyone. Another key focus will be improving the quality of life here at the academy. Complaints about the cafeteria’s conduct, for example, are just the tip of the iceberg. I want to ensure that not only is the food quality up to par, but that the staff and managent are held accountable for creating a respectful, efficient environnt. No one should feel neglected or mistreated, and that extends beyond the cafeteria to every service here I aim to establish as well a ntorship program where senior cadets can guide newcors. This academy is full of potential, and pairing experienced students with those who are still finding their way will strengthen the bonds within our community while fostering growth for everyone involved."
She continued, "I also want to implent an upgraded system for requesting resources, whether it’s for academic projects, personal training, or even extracurricular activities. Far too often, cadets are left waiting weeks or even months for approvals that should take days. Streamlining this process will allow everyone to focus on what matters most—learning, growing, and excelling. To address the concerns about housing and accommodations, I propose renovating the dormitories. More comfortable living conditions can significantly impact a cadet’s performance and morale. This ans better maintenance, improved facilities, and perhaps even more recreational areas where students can relax and recharge after their grueling training sessions. Another key point is the inclusion of modernized equipnt in the training grounds. The current tools and magical wards are functional but outdated. By integrating newer, more efficient designs, cadets will be able to practice with the sa level of sophistication they’ll face in real-world scenarios. This will not only prepare us better but also ensure safety during rigorous exercises. Finally, I’d like to create an open forum where cadets can voice their ideas, suggestions, and concerns directly to the administration. Too many decisions are made without input from the people who are most affected—us, the cadets. By establishing regular town hall-style etings, I hope to give every student a platform to speak and contribute to the academy’s future."
She paused, drawing in a deep breath that seed to steady her resolve before her eyes locked onto the cara. Her tone softened, but the intensity in her words didn’t waver.
"As I stand here spilling everything, I need to be honest with you. Leadership isn’t about titles, power, or playing politics. It’s about responsibility, trust, and the guts to shoulder the struggles of the people counting on you. I didn’t start this with the purest intentions—I’m not going to lie about that. But your belief in has changed sothing inside. It’s lit a fire to prove I can rise above selfish desires and beco soone worth believing in. Each of you is important. Every single cadet here is part of sothing bigger—a shared vision for what this academy and our futures can be. I’m not going to promise perfection. I’m far from it. But I can promise dedication. I’ll put in the work to make sure your trust in isn’t misplaced. I’ll listen, even when your voices feel small, and I’ll push to create an academy where every cadet feels seen, heard, and valued.
"If you’re still unsure about , I get it. Doubt is normal, especially when soone like stands here, admitting flaws. But I hope my honesty speaks to you. I want to prove that even soone who starts selfishly can step up and lead with heart. This isn’t just about —it’s about us. Together, we can create a future where this academy isn’t just a stepping stone but a foundation for greatness. And I’m asking, from the bottom of my heart, for your trust and support as we make that future happen."
The chat exploded, ssages flooding in faster than anyone could read them. Affirmations, cheers, and declarations of support scrolled endlessly, each one building the energy in the room. Titania’s lips curved into a soft, shy smile, her cheeks glowing as the outpouring of love and belief in her wrapped around her like armor.
"So," she said, her voice clear and steady, "if you believe in —if you believe in what we can do together—then let’s make it happen. Let’s show everyone that change doesn’t co from being perfect. It cos from passion, determination, and having the balls to do what’s right."
Her smile lingered as she stood tall, radiating an energy that seed to pulse through the screen. "Thank you for listening. Thank you for standing with . Let’s move forward together, one step at a ti."
The chat exploded again, an unstoppable wave of energy that matched the fire in her words.
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