Elleryn
Snooty Xasurian Princess
ELLERYN
NAME: Princess Elleryn Iorith Lameniel of Xasuri
[Ehl-lour-rhyn Ee-Yoh-rith Lah-Meh-nee-yel]
Nicknamed Ellie by her family and the staff
FACTION: The Ruling Council of Xasuri
RANK: Princess [Nobility] / Councillor [Politician]
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’6
WEIGHT: 115 lbs
EYES: Crystal Blue - Very light, almost grey.
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
PLANET OF ORIGIN: Xasuri
LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Xasurian, Galactic Basic, Ryl
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
Royalty
Being royalty gives you access to many different resources such as wealth and people. Since Elleryn is royalty, most people assume she has the right to be anywhere she wants to be. It also gives her an aura of confidence and a plethora of many different contacts within her own planet.
Strong Emotional control
Elleryn has been trained to restrain her emotions, and ever since she was humiliated at her own coming of age party, she has learned better than to let emotions control her. She often seems stoic or stiff, but she knows that she will not crack even if pressured. She may let her guard down sometimes, but when she needs to control herself she will.
Puzzles
One thing Elleryn is good at is solving complicated puzzles. She is good at using logic and abstract reasoning to solve complex problems. She is smart, educated, and studies when she can. She enjoys looking at things from different perspectives and she can play chess pretty well.
Navigation
Elleryn is also fond of reading maps and oceans. Although she has never flown a spaceship before, she can very identify constellations and different planets if one asked her too.
Hiding
Although she cannot fight, Elleryn is good at finding places to hide in. Since she is skinny, she can try to contort her body into fitting into hard to reach places.
Weaknesses:
Delicate
Elleryn is physically delicate. Though she is nimble, she lacks the stamina most people require to actually do work. She cannot do tedious work and will collapse if she’s out in the heat for too long.
Sheltered
Elleryn grew up sheltered, the only outside experience she received was when she was fourteen and spent weeks at different parts of the planet. Elleryn has never been to other planets unlike her brother as she is not adventurous. She has trouble opening herself up to new experiences and is often hesitant about meeting new people.
No combat experience
Elleryn grew up in the palace all her life, her schooling limited to the arts and politics. She was never given any basic self defence lessons and has never wielded a weapon in the entirety of her life. Because she’s relied on guards, she doesn’t know what to do if ever she was attacked, but wail and scream and possibly try to hit the attacker somewhere where it hurts.
Secrets
Elleryn has a secret that she’d take to her grave. It is also the reason why she’d rather not marry the man she’s engaged to. Despite the fact that she tries her best to keep her emotions under control, there are still some things she becomes desperate about. She still has consequences she needs to pay for and she still doesn’t quite understand what happened to her first lover.
Judgemental
Because of the world she lives in, Elleryn may not understand people and how they live under their circumstance. She typically doesn’t associate herself with people who do not have status and will have her snide judgements about people. However, it is proven that she’s willing to put her judgements aside if the person is fairly good looking.
Entitlement
Elleryn believes she’s entitled to many things because of her status, and that may seem true. However, she expects things to be easily given to her and doesn’t understand that it might not always be this way especially if she deals with people who are ignorant towards her status.
APPEARANCE:
Elleryn possesses a fairly angular jawbone and hairline with high cheekbones. However, despite this, her features still look rather soft, possibly due to her naturally rosy cheeks. Her eyes are very pale, blue in color with strikes of white rays circling the iris. Her eyes are clear and dazzling, almost transluscent. Her eyes are large and are seemingly sheltered by long lightbrown, thin whispy eyelashes. Her eye brows are straight, making her seem nonchalant. Elleryn features a medium sized perky nose that helps her seem more uptight and snobbish when she has to be. Her small thin lips are rarely seen forming a genuine smile.
Elleryn’s blonde hair is long and straight and cut into layers, framing her face. However, due to her usually wearing a tiara, she is forced to sweep it up and wear a tightly winded bun on the top of her head. Elleryn usually wears minimal makeup, letting her rosy undertones color her skin.
Elleryn’s height is pretty average for her age, however she is far skinnier than most healthy people in the galaxy. However, such body types are found desirable for the nobles on her planet. However, due to lithe physique, she is obviously seen as fragile by the people around her. Despite this, Elleryn still manages to hold herself high. She makes sure to never slouch and posture is deemed as perfect. Although not considered striking, most people still find her to be beautiful.
Elleryn is left handed and resembles her father far more than she does her mother. Her voice is considered to be mellow although when she sings her voice is a soprano.
PERSONALITY:
Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Jung: INTJ - T
Enneagram: Type 1 [Social Instinct] Wing 9
Four Temperaments: Melancholic
Soul Type: Spiritualist
Primary Motivator: Service
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Emotional Disposition: Calm
Moodiness: Labile
Outlook: Pessimistic
Integrity: Conscientious
Impulsiveness: Controlled
Boldness: Cautious
Flexibility: Flexible
Affinity: Warm
Comportment: Discordant
Interactivity: Engaging
Disclosure: Secretive
Conformity: Conventional
Sense of Humour: Dry
Sexuality:
Orientation: Heterosexual
Libido: Anaemic
Sexual Demeanour:
Expressiveness: Modest
Style: Romantic
Openness to Experience: Narrow
Promiscuousness: Low/Monogamous
Religion and Spirituality:
Adherence: Orthodox Adherent
Tolerance: Tolerant
Religious Demeanour:
Expression of Beliefs: Constant
Converting of Others: Casual
Attitude: Humble
Religious Association: Higletism
Religious Roles: Follower
Habits and Hobbies:
Habits:
• Pacing when nervous
• Name Dropping
• Insomniac
• Tendency to fidget when nervous
Hobbies:
• Singing
• Acting
• Theatre
• Reading
• Research
• Art and Music appreciation
Quirks:
Elleryn tends to get annoyed when things seem out of place.
Favorites:
Animal: Her Voorpak, Tebb.
Color: Gold
Flower: Chrysanthemum
Time of Day: Afternoon
Season: Winter
Interests: Tea sets, Oceanography, Architecture
Favourite Topic of Conversation: Art and Politics
Food Preference: Extreme flavours
BIOGRAPHY:
Arc I:
The studio was dim and the interviewer was reapplying her makeup. It was a going to be a big feature, one of the biggest stories to happen for a while on the planet of Xasuri. Queen Luly Nyrrra Shah of Xasuri was pregnant with her second child. Seated on a large white pod that served as a chair was the interviewer, hoping this story would be her next big break. Sitting opposite her was King Emir Anatrath Drasoleth IV, the lovely queen Luly, and their first born child; Emir Anatrath Drasoleth V. The child sat restlessly in his seat, the King stiffened up in his chair, and the beautiful queen simply looked timid.
The interviwer, Vaskah, flashed them a smile and the producer signalled that the show would be on air in a few seconds. Vaskah cleared her throat, adjusting her platinum blonde hair one last time before camera lights ilumminated. She turned towards the royal family, her pearly white teeth glittering as she couldn’t stop smiling.
“So, Your Highnesses.” She paused. “I guess I can speak for all of us when I say that we’re all very excited to announce the coming of you’re second child.”
“Why yes,” The King spoke up, his bright blue eyes gazing at his wife’s. “Young Emir is looking forward to having another child in the house to play with. We are both blessed and we have both been planning for the arrival of our second child since Emir was born.”
“That’s wonderful, your highness.” She said and then turned to the queen. “Well, your majesty, we would love to know the gender of the next member of the royal family.”
The queen blushed, her pale cheeks reddening. “We’re hoping for a girl.” She said, lowering her gaze.
“Yeah well, I want a brother.” Little Emir peeped, his squeaky voice making the interviewer laugh.
Arc II:
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” The queen gazed down at the tiny little being in her cradle. The three months of alone time with the child had isolated her from her son, who she missed dearly, and her husband who she didn’t miss just as much. However, those three months passed by quite swiftly and now the baby was allowed to meet the other members of the family.
Her husband nodded, looking at his own child. He patted her head, the only comfortable sign of endearment he was allowed to show without making life awkward. In the other room, their five year old son was keeping himself company and playing on his own. There would be a grand celebration for the child in a few days. Afterwards, they would be scoping out the nobles for an eligible bachelor for their daughter.
A lot of things depended on their child; that was the purpose of having children after all. They needed to establish connections and make sure their daughter was in good hands with a wealthy, well bred man.
Arc III:
“Sit still and behave.” Of all the things she learned growing up it was the ability to suppress her emotions that stayed with her the most. Pity was something that wasn’t meant to be felt so were many other emotions that were so natural to the body. It was normal to combat them, that the first source of love must be learned after one is wed. She sat there, a child who was barely seven, with a stone expression on her face.
She glanced out the window, her father and her brother were out in the courtyard. He was teaching him something, they never played. Piled up in the corner were books, holocrons, and anything that contained information. She had to learn different things and she had to be cultured. Although art was very subjective they thought it as though they could instil talent into your system. At seven she knew many different techniques and by the time she’d turn sixteen, she’d be forced to choose a craft for herself.
“Why do I need to learn all of these things, instructor?” She asked, her voice nor expression floundering. Her instructor simply nodded to address her before putting a book down on her table.
“In order to be beautiful and successful in society.” She simply said. “So that when you become a councillor, you’ll understand what you have to do to serve your people well.” It was never something Elleryn wanted to be but it was what was expected of her, she gave her teacher a weak smile.
Arc IV:
“What are we doing, mother?”
“Well, Elleryn,” Her mother said as they stared out of the small ship. “We’re touring the cities and towns, so that when you’re old enough to decide to choose a place to govern you can choose it immediately.”
The ship soared over the skies and the little blonde girl fell asleep on her mother’s shoulder. It was a small act of emotion as her mother smiled and wrapped her arms around the child. Elleryn was just shy of hitting fourteen and in two years her parents would throw her her coming of age party.
She woke to her mother’s gentle voice humming. Her brother had already chosen to lead Naglou, the capital of Nusku. It was a city best known for their agriculture and it was just big enough to practice leading Tari. She had already known that once her brother would become king, she would lead beside him as Princess and Councilor of Tari, although she still had to choose another location to practice on. It was simply customary.
They had momentarily stopped over several countries and the expedition would last a whole year. It meant that she would be missing her brother’s grand coming of age ceremony where he would probably choose between the beautiful dark blue skinned twi’lek girl Aniz or the raven haired beauty Hehji, who was also the daughter of the current councilor of Naglou. It was easy for her brother, she thought. His whole life was better planned than her’s and he had two beautiful girls to choose. She, on the other hand, would have to be claimed by someone.
It was three months into the voyage when they stopped in Crevua. They would only be staying there for three days due to the state of the town. It was the first time she had stepped into Crevua, the muddy ground contrasting with her white boots. She stuck out like a sore thumb.
She was given time to explore, although the guards kept watch of her to make sure nothing happened. It was there that she met him for the first time. He was older than her by three years and was helping out in his father’s vegetable store. His name was Nabreh and for the first time she felt her heart leap.
Arc V:
“Hi.” It was the first thing she had said to him. He was handsome, she could feel her cheeks reddening every time her eyes met his. She wished to touch his tan skin and broad shoulders and although she was very young she felt the desire to kiss him.
“Hello, your highness.” He said, greeting her. He had a toothy smiled and for the first time, she giggled. It was definitely infatuation at first sight. He took a seat on the counter of the shop and t was definitely unlike her to feel these things.
They spoke for a while before the sun was about to set. “I want you to come to my coming of age celebration.” She told him, shyly. He laughed and nodded.
“I’ll try to be there.”
Arc VI:
“Elleryn, this is Uroz.” Her father said, not knocking on her door. Next to him was a handsome, yet snotty looking dark haired man. “I would like for you two to get to know each other.” It was a soft way of saying it, but Elleryn knew what it meant. Uroz would be the man to claim her. At first she felt her heart break but in a few days she would be turning sixteen and there was still time for Nabreh to claim her.
“Hello.”
Arc VII:
“Wonderful party, princess.” She recognized that voice and she spun around to see him. He was different, he was plain unlike every flamboyant decoration and suspended in the air, unlike every person dressed in flashing bright outfits. He was like a breath of fresh air to her and she felt her heart swoon.
“Do you wanna get out of here?” The proposal was bold, but under every multicolored light dangling light it felt just like the right thing to do. It was strange and it was unlike them. It wasn’t something that was done in society and she knew she could be killed for simply suggesting it. He nodded and they escaped into a hidden portion of the castle. It was there where they chattered and then made love for the first time.
The celebration was short lived as a staff member had witnessed them leaving the room together. The man was immediately seized as soon as Elleryn was distracted and sent to the Great Mari Prison. However, to save his daughter’s dignity, her father had sentenced him to be privately executed and at the end of the celebration, Elleryn had never seen him again.
Arc VIII:
“You’re going to be claimed tonight, little sister, are you excited?” Her brother asked jokingly as they strutted into Uroz’s celebration party. There were many people, people she hadn’t ever seen before. Eroz was seated on a golden throne, one that probably took a lot of credits for his family to build. The whole place looked like something that could be seated inside a gallery.
The party marched on idly, wounds were still healing from when Nabreh was executed. “Elleryn.” Her name was called and her crystal blue eyes met her brother’s.
“Yes, brother?”
“Weren’t you listening?”
“Hmmm?”
“Uroz has just asked for your hand in marriage. You ought to smile and get up there to accept your ring.”
“Right, my ring.”
Arc IX:
“So when do you wish to get married?” He asked her. Elleryn rolled her eyes and sighed. She wasn’t ready, she really just wasn’t ready. It had been a few years since he had asked her and she still did not want to wear the beautiful ring he had gotten her around her finger. It simply wasn’t something to be done.
“I am not ready. I do not want to bear children yet. It is not the time for that.” She said. She did not want to have anything to do with him and he understood that. She was going to do everything for her country, for her planet. She simply didn’t want to give up her independence now. Something in her had hardened. Perhaps it was due to her feeling embarrassed for the first time, but she learned that no good things could happen from giving into emotions.
Arc X:
“Brother, what’s in the box?”
“Relax, sister. I brought it over from Naboo.”
“And just what were you doing in Naboo, Emmie?”
“Business. Diplomatic stuff. Just, just open the box.” Elleryn could tell her brother was getting frustrated with her. She smiled politely and took the small box that seemed to be moving. Although that startled her, she was more frightened by the fact that her brother was letting his emotions control him again. He was never good with staying calm, although she received more lessons in that aspect. Women were believed to be far more emotional than men although she could tell her brother was far more problematic than she.
It was then it bounced out at her. She wasn’t quite sure what it was. It was small, fluffy, and stood on eight thin legs. She grimaced at first and then looked up at her brother in disbelief.
“And this, my dear brother, is what exactly…?” She asked him. He rolled his eyes at her.
“It’s a Voorpak! Isn’t he cute? I got one for Hehji too, since she’s expecting.” He said.
“W-what? Hehji’s pregnant and you didn’t tell me? Brother, sometimes you can be so…so…”
“Impossible?”
She sighed, trying not to smile. “Okay, I will keep him, her..er…it.”
“I believe it is a he.”
“Okay, it’s a he. I think I will call it…hm.”
“Hm?”
“Tebb. I will name him Tebb.”
“And why is that?”
“Because.” She grinned. “He’s….Tebby.”
Arc XI:
“Aren’t you happy you’re a father now, Emmie?”
“Yes, I’m very happy indeed.”
“And when father dies, you are going to be King and you’ll lead this place just as our ancestors did.”
“That is the plan, my dearest sister.”
Her brother looked happy, far happier than he had ever been his whole life. He had a beautiful wife who had just given birth to his beautiful son. He had an amazing party to celebrate the life of his child, and he had a wonderful family to support him through all this. For once, Elleryn could feel the cold hard pangs of jealousy ringing inside her chest. She shrugged it off and stared out of the balcony.
“You should really do it soon.”
“Do what, brother?”
“Don’t act like you aren’t aware of your situation. You should Uroz. It’s about time, sister.”
“No, brother. No. I am not ready yet.”
“Suit yourself. You’re delaying the only chance of happiness and love you’re truly going to get. It’s tradition sister, once you marry you’ll regret not marrying any sooner.”
Arc XII:
“What do you mean…he’s dead?” She asked, stunned. Her brother’s eyes were puffy and he sobbed into her dress. She stroked his hair, unsure of what to do.
“Something happened. I barely got to know him, Elleryn. He hadn’t even turned three months and he died.”
“N-no, that couldn’t have happened.”
“But it did. It did. What am I going to do? I can’t look at her, not when I’m like this.”
“Emir, you barely spent time with this child. You do not love him. It will be okay.”
“Elleryn, you’ve always been so naive.” He said, before storming out the door.
The currency of being twenty-three
It turns from gold to dust
When you crest the wave of lust
NAME: Princess Elleryn Iorith Lameniel of Xasuri
[Ehl-lour-rhyn Ee-Yoh-rith Lah-Meh-nee-yel]
Nicknamed Ellie by her family and the staff
FACTION: The Ruling Council of Xasuri
RANK: Princess [Nobility] / Councillor [Politician]
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’6
WEIGHT: 115 lbs
EYES: Crystal Blue - Very light, almost grey.
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
PLANET OF ORIGIN: Xasuri
LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Xasurian, Galactic Basic, Ryl
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
Royalty
Being royalty gives you access to many different resources such as wealth and people. Since Elleryn is royalty, most people assume she has the right to be anywhere she wants to be. It also gives her an aura of confidence and a plethora of many different contacts within her own planet.
Strong Emotional control
Elleryn has been trained to restrain her emotions, and ever since she was humiliated at her own coming of age party, she has learned better than to let emotions control her. She often seems stoic or stiff, but she knows that she will not crack even if pressured. She may let her guard down sometimes, but when she needs to control herself she will.
Puzzles
One thing Elleryn is good at is solving complicated puzzles. She is good at using logic and abstract reasoning to solve complex problems. She is smart, educated, and studies when she can. She enjoys looking at things from different perspectives and she can play chess pretty well.
Navigation
Elleryn is also fond of reading maps and oceans. Although she has never flown a spaceship before, she can very identify constellations and different planets if one asked her too.
Hiding
Although she cannot fight, Elleryn is good at finding places to hide in. Since she is skinny, she can try to contort her body into fitting into hard to reach places.
Weaknesses:
Delicate
Elleryn is physically delicate. Though she is nimble, she lacks the stamina most people require to actually do work. She cannot do tedious work and will collapse if she’s out in the heat for too long.
Sheltered
Elleryn grew up sheltered, the only outside experience she received was when she was fourteen and spent weeks at different parts of the planet. Elleryn has never been to other planets unlike her brother as she is not adventurous. She has trouble opening herself up to new experiences and is often hesitant about meeting new people.
No combat experience
Elleryn grew up in the palace all her life, her schooling limited to the arts and politics. She was never given any basic self defence lessons and has never wielded a weapon in the entirety of her life. Because she’s relied on guards, she doesn’t know what to do if ever she was attacked, but wail and scream and possibly try to hit the attacker somewhere where it hurts.
Secrets
Elleryn has a secret that she’d take to her grave. It is also the reason why she’d rather not marry the man she’s engaged to. Despite the fact that she tries her best to keep her emotions under control, there are still some things she becomes desperate about. She still has consequences she needs to pay for and she still doesn’t quite understand what happened to her first lover.
Judgemental
Because of the world she lives in, Elleryn may not understand people and how they live under their circumstance. She typically doesn’t associate herself with people who do not have status and will have her snide judgements about people. However, it is proven that she’s willing to put her judgements aside if the person is fairly good looking.
Entitlement
Elleryn believes she’s entitled to many things because of her status, and that may seem true. However, she expects things to be easily given to her and doesn’t understand that it might not always be this way especially if she deals with people who are ignorant towards her status.
APPEARANCE:
Elleryn possesses a fairly angular jawbone and hairline with high cheekbones. However, despite this, her features still look rather soft, possibly due to her naturally rosy cheeks. Her eyes are very pale, blue in color with strikes of white rays circling the iris. Her eyes are clear and dazzling, almost transluscent. Her eyes are large and are seemingly sheltered by long lightbrown, thin whispy eyelashes. Her eye brows are straight, making her seem nonchalant. Elleryn features a medium sized perky nose that helps her seem more uptight and snobbish when she has to be. Her small thin lips are rarely seen forming a genuine smile.
Elleryn’s blonde hair is long and straight and cut into layers, framing her face. However, due to her usually wearing a tiara, she is forced to sweep it up and wear a tightly winded bun on the top of her head. Elleryn usually wears minimal makeup, letting her rosy undertones color her skin.
Elleryn’s height is pretty average for her age, however she is far skinnier than most healthy people in the galaxy. However, such body types are found desirable for the nobles on her planet. However, due to lithe physique, she is obviously seen as fragile by the people around her. Despite this, Elleryn still manages to hold herself high. She makes sure to never slouch and posture is deemed as perfect. Although not considered striking, most people still find her to be beautiful.
Elleryn is left handed and resembles her father far more than she does her mother. Her voice is considered to be mellow although when she sings her voice is a soprano.
PERSONALITY:
Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Jung: INTJ - T
Enneagram: Type 1 [Social Instinct] Wing 9
Four Temperaments: Melancholic
Soul Type: Spiritualist
Primary Motivator: Service
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Emotional Disposition: Calm
Moodiness: Labile
Outlook: Pessimistic
Integrity: Conscientious
Impulsiveness: Controlled
Boldness: Cautious
Flexibility: Flexible
Affinity: Warm
Comportment: Discordant
Interactivity: Engaging
Disclosure: Secretive
Conformity: Conventional
Sense of Humour: Dry
Sexuality:
Orientation: Heterosexual
Libido: Anaemic
Sexual Demeanour:
Expressiveness: Modest
Style: Romantic
Openness to Experience: Narrow
Promiscuousness: Low/Monogamous
Religion and Spirituality:
Adherence: Orthodox Adherent
Tolerance: Tolerant
Religious Demeanour:
Expression of Beliefs: Constant
Converting of Others: Casual
Attitude: Humble
Religious Association: Higletism
Religious Roles: Follower
Habits and Hobbies:
Habits:
• Pacing when nervous
• Name Dropping
• Insomniac
• Tendency to fidget when nervous
Hobbies:
• Singing
• Acting
• Theatre
• Reading
• Research
• Art and Music appreciation
Quirks:
Elleryn tends to get annoyed when things seem out of place.
Favorites:
Animal: Her Voorpak, Tebb.
Color: Gold
Flower: Chrysanthemum
Time of Day: Afternoon
Season: Winter
Interests: Tea sets, Oceanography, Architecture
Favourite Topic of Conversation: Art and Politics
Food Preference: Extreme flavours
BIOGRAPHY:
Arc I:
The studio was dim and the interviewer was reapplying her makeup. It was a going to be a big feature, one of the biggest stories to happen for a while on the planet of Xasuri. Queen Luly Nyrrra Shah of Xasuri was pregnant with her second child. Seated on a large white pod that served as a chair was the interviewer, hoping this story would be her next big break. Sitting opposite her was King Emir Anatrath Drasoleth IV, the lovely queen Luly, and their first born child; Emir Anatrath Drasoleth V. The child sat restlessly in his seat, the King stiffened up in his chair, and the beautiful queen simply looked timid.
The interviwer, Vaskah, flashed them a smile and the producer signalled that the show would be on air in a few seconds. Vaskah cleared her throat, adjusting her platinum blonde hair one last time before camera lights ilumminated. She turned towards the royal family, her pearly white teeth glittering as she couldn’t stop smiling.
“So, Your Highnesses.” She paused. “I guess I can speak for all of us when I say that we’re all very excited to announce the coming of you’re second child.”
“Why yes,” The King spoke up, his bright blue eyes gazing at his wife’s. “Young Emir is looking forward to having another child in the house to play with. We are both blessed and we have both been planning for the arrival of our second child since Emir was born.”
“That’s wonderful, your highness.” She said and then turned to the queen. “Well, your majesty, we would love to know the gender of the next member of the royal family.”
The queen blushed, her pale cheeks reddening. “We’re hoping for a girl.” She said, lowering her gaze.
“Yeah well, I want a brother.” Little Emir peeped, his squeaky voice making the interviewer laugh.
Arc II:
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” The queen gazed down at the tiny little being in her cradle. The three months of alone time with the child had isolated her from her son, who she missed dearly, and her husband who she didn’t miss just as much. However, those three months passed by quite swiftly and now the baby was allowed to meet the other members of the family.
Her husband nodded, looking at his own child. He patted her head, the only comfortable sign of endearment he was allowed to show without making life awkward. In the other room, their five year old son was keeping himself company and playing on his own. There would be a grand celebration for the child in a few days. Afterwards, they would be scoping out the nobles for an eligible bachelor for their daughter.
A lot of things depended on their child; that was the purpose of having children after all. They needed to establish connections and make sure their daughter was in good hands with a wealthy, well bred man.
Arc III:
“Sit still and behave.” Of all the things she learned growing up it was the ability to suppress her emotions that stayed with her the most. Pity was something that wasn’t meant to be felt so were many other emotions that were so natural to the body. It was normal to combat them, that the first source of love must be learned after one is wed. She sat there, a child who was barely seven, with a stone expression on her face.
She glanced out the window, her father and her brother were out in the courtyard. He was teaching him something, they never played. Piled up in the corner were books, holocrons, and anything that contained information. She had to learn different things and she had to be cultured. Although art was very subjective they thought it as though they could instil talent into your system. At seven she knew many different techniques and by the time she’d turn sixteen, she’d be forced to choose a craft for herself.
“Why do I need to learn all of these things, instructor?” She asked, her voice nor expression floundering. Her instructor simply nodded to address her before putting a book down on her table.
“In order to be beautiful and successful in society.” She simply said. “So that when you become a councillor, you’ll understand what you have to do to serve your people well.” It was never something Elleryn wanted to be but it was what was expected of her, she gave her teacher a weak smile.
Arc IV:
“What are we doing, mother?”
“Well, Elleryn,” Her mother said as they stared out of the small ship. “We’re touring the cities and towns, so that when you’re old enough to decide to choose a place to govern you can choose it immediately.”
The ship soared over the skies and the little blonde girl fell asleep on her mother’s shoulder. It was a small act of emotion as her mother smiled and wrapped her arms around the child. Elleryn was just shy of hitting fourteen and in two years her parents would throw her her coming of age party.
She woke to her mother’s gentle voice humming. Her brother had already chosen to lead Naglou, the capital of Nusku. It was a city best known for their agriculture and it was just big enough to practice leading Tari. She had already known that once her brother would become king, she would lead beside him as Princess and Councilor of Tari, although she still had to choose another location to practice on. It was simply customary.
They had momentarily stopped over several countries and the expedition would last a whole year. It meant that she would be missing her brother’s grand coming of age ceremony where he would probably choose between the beautiful dark blue skinned twi’lek girl Aniz or the raven haired beauty Hehji, who was also the daughter of the current councilor of Naglou. It was easy for her brother, she thought. His whole life was better planned than her’s and he had two beautiful girls to choose. She, on the other hand, would have to be claimed by someone.
It was three months into the voyage when they stopped in Crevua. They would only be staying there for three days due to the state of the town. It was the first time she had stepped into Crevua, the muddy ground contrasting with her white boots. She stuck out like a sore thumb.
She was given time to explore, although the guards kept watch of her to make sure nothing happened. It was there that she met him for the first time. He was older than her by three years and was helping out in his father’s vegetable store. His name was Nabreh and for the first time she felt her heart leap.
Arc V:
“Hi.” It was the first thing she had said to him. He was handsome, she could feel her cheeks reddening every time her eyes met his. She wished to touch his tan skin and broad shoulders and although she was very young she felt the desire to kiss him.
“Hello, your highness.” He said, greeting her. He had a toothy smiled and for the first time, she giggled. It was definitely infatuation at first sight. He took a seat on the counter of the shop and t was definitely unlike her to feel these things.
They spoke for a while before the sun was about to set. “I want you to come to my coming of age celebration.” She told him, shyly. He laughed and nodded.
“I’ll try to be there.”
Arc VI:
“Elleryn, this is Uroz.” Her father said, not knocking on her door. Next to him was a handsome, yet snotty looking dark haired man. “I would like for you two to get to know each other.” It was a soft way of saying it, but Elleryn knew what it meant. Uroz would be the man to claim her. At first she felt her heart break but in a few days she would be turning sixteen and there was still time for Nabreh to claim her.
“Hello.”
Arc VII:
“Wonderful party, princess.” She recognized that voice and she spun around to see him. He was different, he was plain unlike every flamboyant decoration and suspended in the air, unlike every person dressed in flashing bright outfits. He was like a breath of fresh air to her and she felt her heart swoon.
“Do you wanna get out of here?” The proposal was bold, but under every multicolored light dangling light it felt just like the right thing to do. It was strange and it was unlike them. It wasn’t something that was done in society and she knew she could be killed for simply suggesting it. He nodded and they escaped into a hidden portion of the castle. It was there where they chattered and then made love for the first time.
The celebration was short lived as a staff member had witnessed them leaving the room together. The man was immediately seized as soon as Elleryn was distracted and sent to the Great Mari Prison. However, to save his daughter’s dignity, her father had sentenced him to be privately executed and at the end of the celebration, Elleryn had never seen him again.
Arc VIII:
“You’re going to be claimed tonight, little sister, are you excited?” Her brother asked jokingly as they strutted into Uroz’s celebration party. There were many people, people she hadn’t ever seen before. Eroz was seated on a golden throne, one that probably took a lot of credits for his family to build. The whole place looked like something that could be seated inside a gallery.
The party marched on idly, wounds were still healing from when Nabreh was executed. “Elleryn.” Her name was called and her crystal blue eyes met her brother’s.
“Yes, brother?”
“Weren’t you listening?”
“Hmmm?”
“Uroz has just asked for your hand in marriage. You ought to smile and get up there to accept your ring.”
“Right, my ring.”
Arc IX:
“So when do you wish to get married?” He asked her. Elleryn rolled her eyes and sighed. She wasn’t ready, she really just wasn’t ready. It had been a few years since he had asked her and she still did not want to wear the beautiful ring he had gotten her around her finger. It simply wasn’t something to be done.
“I am not ready. I do not want to bear children yet. It is not the time for that.” She said. She did not want to have anything to do with him and he understood that. She was going to do everything for her country, for her planet. She simply didn’t want to give up her independence now. Something in her had hardened. Perhaps it was due to her feeling embarrassed for the first time, but she learned that no good things could happen from giving into emotions.
Arc X:
“Brother, what’s in the box?”
“Relax, sister. I brought it over from Naboo.”
“And just what were you doing in Naboo, Emmie?”
“Business. Diplomatic stuff. Just, just open the box.” Elleryn could tell her brother was getting frustrated with her. She smiled politely and took the small box that seemed to be moving. Although that startled her, she was more frightened by the fact that her brother was letting his emotions control him again. He was never good with staying calm, although she received more lessons in that aspect. Women were believed to be far more emotional than men although she could tell her brother was far more problematic than she.
It was then it bounced out at her. She wasn’t quite sure what it was. It was small, fluffy, and stood on eight thin legs. She grimaced at first and then looked up at her brother in disbelief.
“And this, my dear brother, is what exactly…?” She asked him. He rolled his eyes at her.
“It’s a Voorpak! Isn’t he cute? I got one for Hehji too, since she’s expecting.” He said.
“W-what? Hehji’s pregnant and you didn’t tell me? Brother, sometimes you can be so…so…”
“Impossible?”
She sighed, trying not to smile. “Okay, I will keep him, her..er…it.”
“I believe it is a he.”
“Okay, it’s a he. I think I will call it…hm.”
“Hm?”
“Tebb. I will name him Tebb.”
“And why is that?”
“Because.” She grinned. “He’s….Tebby.”
Arc XI:
“Aren’t you happy you’re a father now, Emmie?”
“Yes, I’m very happy indeed.”
“And when father dies, you are going to be King and you’ll lead this place just as our ancestors did.”
“That is the plan, my dearest sister.”
Her brother looked happy, far happier than he had ever been his whole life. He had a beautiful wife who had just given birth to his beautiful son. He had an amazing party to celebrate the life of his child, and he had a wonderful family to support him through all this. For once, Elleryn could feel the cold hard pangs of jealousy ringing inside her chest. She shrugged it off and stared out of the balcony.
“You should really do it soon.”
“Do what, brother?”
“Don’t act like you aren’t aware of your situation. You should Uroz. It’s about time, sister.”
“No, brother. No. I am not ready yet.”
“Suit yourself. You’re delaying the only chance of happiness and love you’re truly going to get. It’s tradition sister, once you marry you’ll regret not marrying any sooner.”
Arc XII:
“What do you mean…he’s dead?” She asked, stunned. Her brother’s eyes were puffy and he sobbed into her dress. She stroked his hair, unsure of what to do.
“Something happened. I barely got to know him, Elleryn. He hadn’t even turned three months and he died.”
“N-no, that couldn’t have happened.”
“But it did. It did. What am I going to do? I can’t look at her, not when I’m like this.”
“Emir, you barely spent time with this child. You do not love him. It will be okay.”
“Elleryn, you’ve always been so naive.” He said, before storming out the door.
Maybe these two could interact as well.
