The young prince was the beauty of his family. Sure, his older brother would take the throne, but he would be the most stunning one in the family paintings. While his siblings sported some bright blonde hair, Louis had black locks instead. His hair was perfect no matter if he had just awoken or been swimming. It was always perfect. It made some people question his lineage. It wasn’t unusual for these rumours to be spread. However, his beautiful blue eyes did match the rest of his family. He was the tallest of his siblings and had taken to the sword alot quicker than his brother Charles. Which made his ego a little unbearable at times. Some feared he might become a tyrant. Time will only tell.

Henry is a brave young man that prefers to cling to the corners of the room ,When presented with the opportunity however ; his wide smile and dimples can be seen by the people he loves most . Light brown ringlets cover his eyebrows ; and His golden tinted eyes tell the stories of his ancestors before him . He stands stoically always waiting for someone to rival him like he has something to prove . Is the false confidence an attribute of his family ? or does his timorous expression give him away ?

At 5’6”, Amarae carries a height that hints at quiet strength for a 21 year old woman who hails from Sihold in the Machairne province. Aurelie’s face, once round and soft, is sharpening with the subtle edges of adulthood. Her freckles are gifts from the sunlit days of her youth in Sihold, and still linger despite the rains of Blymere. Her smoky grey eyes with flecks of gold and brown show signs of weariness from late nights working at the Morshead inn. Dark red hair, a legacy from her mother, tumbles in long curls and waves around her face down to her shoulders.

She hugged her long limbs to herself and her comfy clothes scrunched up around her body. She was a deer in headlights. Dark deep eyes looked up at him. Her long lashes fluttered as she blinked. Freckles covered her honey skin and pointy features. He imagined tracing his fingers over her face, the velvet of her cheeks and her satin eyelids under his tips. Then he’d run his hands through her hair, being carful with her curls. Each berries scented strand he would count if she allowed him. Raw beauty, just as Mother Nature had intended her to be seen.

He was beautiful. Not beautiful like a woman, or a piece of jewelry, or even a rainy day. He was just beautiful in his own way. His own genre. Porcelain skin that was lightly tanned, and hands that have touched every part of me. Stunning blue eyes that captivate me every time I look into them. Sometimes he’ll look away, but I know that I want to look into them forever. I smile as I trace the outline of his tattoos, they were still a little raised since they were done not too long ago. He had a scorpion on his forearm when we first met. Since then, he’s gotten two more. He’s perfect. I want to study him forever. Analyze every part of his face. Every detail. I need to breathe him in. He’s beautiful.

Arcadius, a striking adolescent vampire of noble lineage, possesses an ethereal elegance that captivates all who encounter him. Standing tall and slender, his movements are fluid and graceful, reminiscent of a dancer gliding across a stage. His flawless, porcelain-like skin glows softly, a testament to his aristocratic heritage. Cascading around his shoulders, his long, wavy black hair resembles a dark waterfall, accentuating his chiseled features—high cheekbones and a strong jawline that speak of both beauty and strength. Most captivating are his deep crimson eyes, which shimmer with an ancient wisdom and a hint of mischief, drawing others into their mysterious depths.

Aurelia Ravenshade is a striking figure of elegance and power, embodying the refined grace of her noble heritage. Towering at a statuesque height, her slender frame radiates an air of authority, accentuated by an innate regal poise that captivates all who cross her path. Her flawless alabaster skin glows ethereally under any light, a soft reminder of her vampiric lineage. Cascading waves of lustrous chestnut hair fall elegantly around her shoulders, often intricately braided with silver threads that weave stories of her noble ancestry. Aurelia’s mesmerizing emerald green eyes shimmer with curiosity and intelligence, revealing a depth of wisdom and a playful spirit that invites intrigue. Each glance holds secrets of the ages, drawing others into her enchanting world.

Soft pale but glowing white skin perfectly manicured red nails both hands and feet. A silver ring with the syllables “Loml” engraved into its inside which is worn on the left ring finger. A small yet simple tattoo across the inside of her right wrist which reads “keep going”. A slim but toned physique wearing a spaghetti string black dress which sits above the knee. A tan line above both ankles from wearing socks all week. Dark brown straight hair hides most of her heart shaped birthmark sitting on her lower neck and falls past her shoulders. Green eyes with naturally dark pink lips

Stella had always been petite. She had been the focus of many jokes amongst her peers for her tiny child-like fingers and stubby legs. Even thought they were mocking her physical size, it always made her feel small inside too. She hated it. But it wasn’t all bad for Stella. She had gorgeous golden hair that hugged around her arms like a soothing blanket, and although her fingers were stunted her nails always stunned - nail art being one of her many talents. She wore an averagely pretty face, but it was elivated magnificently by her intellect and wit, her charm creating a visible glowing aura to her features. She was the type of girl you couldn’t look away from, and you weren’t even really sure why.

In my mind I kind of made her like me past/ present, or atleast how I envision myself. Lauren is 29, 5’3”, thin build with some muscle. Lauren has long wavy black hair, waist length and dark brown eyes. She does have some curvy hips to her and busty. Lauren is beautiful, fair skinned covered in tattoos. Lauren has a Japanese sleeve on her right arm, beautiful floral tattoos on the other arm, as well as some tattoos here and there throughout the rest of her body, just not the face or neck.

Sandra is a confident woman in her early thirties, with short, curly chestnut brown hair that frames her face in soft, natural waves. Her dark hazel eyes are sharp and expressive, often revealing her quick intellect and unwavering focus. With a warm, olive complexion and a subtle use of makeup, she maintains a polished, yet approachable look. Sandra’s style is professional but modern, favoring well-tailored suits that reflect her sharp legal mind. Her poised demeanor and calm authority make her a force to be reckoned with in both the courtroom and in life.