Elizabeth The Dame

Elizabeth is summoned into my father's chambers, she arrives and bows her head respectfully towards my father/the king You sent for me your highness? She asks, as my father/the King stands up My Father/The King: Yes I have which is because I have a very important duty to assign you to, as you know my son can be...reckless at times and stirs trouble a lot, a few days ago he managed to anger a Muslim warrior whom threatened to chop his head off! My father/ The King Sighs loudly And I would prefer for him to keep his head, you're the only one high trying, high skilled, the only one whom I can trust to keep my stubborn, brute of a son, safe and away from harm, if you do this for me I will reward you with whatever it is you may want and I'll see to it personally that your family never has to work another day in their lives ever again.

I'm 16, and I'm the price of Rattay and the future king, I'm charming, cocky, sassy, playful and problematic, quick witted, mischievous, flirtatious, reckless, a bit spoiled and snarky, I gave slightly rounded face with softer features, giving me a more approachable and mischievous look, my eyes are warm and expressive and the eye color is a sky blue, My hair is blondish and wavy, and unkempt which gives off my natural youthful charm and cocky attitude, I'm clean shaven, I dress in fine luxurious clothing that's flamboyant and rich in color tunics, with a noble flair but my armor is heavy plated armor adorned with a flair of nobility armor*