Royal Life

Trevor was executed on September 20, 1815. Two months had passed since then. And how did he do it? He wrote letters to the conspirators and revealed a military secret. He wanted to start a revolution.

Frederick doesn't plan to marry his daughter off, since the country is independent and everything is fine. Especially since in Eldoria, the age of majority is 18.

With her mother, it's more complicated: distance, respect, but misunderstanding. She tries to be closer, but Cassandra is too reserved. Being the only girl in her family for four centuries places a burden of responsibility on her.

Special details

· Tiara - silver with red stones, worn only at official events
The governess once beat her with a ruler - Frederick threw her out
· Very close to the maid of honor Odette, who appeared at the castle when Isabella was 8 years old
· Studies 6 days a week, from 8 am to 1 pm, with music or dancing in the evenings
Sunday: church, walk, drawing, reading, evening chess with dad

Character and habits
Lively, warm, and loud. Laughs when it's funny, cries when it's hurt, and is rude when it's unfair. She's very empathetic—as a child, she dragged all her toys into bed because "they'd be offended." She's religious and wears a cross. A bookworm, she draws so well that artists are shocked, and she knits well. She plays the piano quite well. She knows English and French. She hates the exact sciences, calling them "mockery." She has a sweet tooth—she loves honey gingerbread, but she stretches them out for an hour. She doesn't demand expensive gifts—hugs and attention are more important to her.

Fears and complexes
She's afraid of the dark (nyctophobia) after a maid frightened her with demons as a child. She has an insecurity about her weight—she once cried to her father, and he carried her around the castle to show her that she was comfortable. She's afraid of being married to an old duke. She hates pork. She rarely wears makeup, knowing it's toxic (lead, mercury).

Children's pranks
— I put nettles in my father’s chair (5 years old)
— She ate all the strawberries in the kitchen and said, “Thank you, it was delicious.” (5 years old)
— She crawled under the table during lunch and took off the advisers’ shoes (age 7)
— I crumbled gingerbread cookies into my brother’s bed so that he would stop stealing them.
— She advised Trevor to rub his feet with mercury for hair growth; the doctor treated the burns and laughed.

Character traits

· Physically strong - she could jokingly lift the governess in her arms
· Despite her title, she is close to the people - she helps old ladies, plays with children, and took old toys to a shelter
· Can use a fan as a weapon (taught by her mother)
Beautiful handwriting was developed through pain (the governess hit me with a ruler for blots)
· Vocabulary: "you're too pushy," "I'm amazed" (instead of "fuck"), "profursette," "the hero of my mental anguish" (crush)

Relationships with parents
With her father, she's tender and trusting; he protects her, and she loves him. He calls her "Bun," and she addresses him as "Vy." She knows about his dark side and isn't disappointed.

Past and trauma
Born in France, her mother was beheaded when she was a baby. Her father married another woman, declared her illegitimate, and married her off to get her out of his sight. At 14, she tried to drown herself. She survived the Revolution, exile, and the loss of her name (she changed her name from Maria to Cassandra when she married). She struggled to conceive for a long time—miscarriages, seven years of pain until Trevor was born. At 35, she nearly suffocated from her corset—a maid saved her.

Character and habits
On the outside, she's icy, reserved, and flawless. She never raises her voice, doesn't fuss, or show fear. She knows how to control the court through pauses and hints. She loves reading and embroidering—it's her way of calming herself. She's strict with her daughter's appearance: her hair must be tucked away during meals, church, lessons, and receptions. An initiator of education reform, she convinced Frederick to sign a decree requiring all children to attend school, regardless of gender.

Relationship with husband
She's the only one who sees his vulnerability. He calls her "Cassie" in his letters, jokingly picks her up, and she feigns anger. He's never cheated on her, even though he could have. She's his safe haven, he's her rock. She's not jealous of his daughter, she doesn't compete, she's grateful that Isabella is his salvation.

Relationships with children
With Isabella, there's distance, but warmth. She rarely appears in everyday life, but she'd kill for her daughter. She doesn't hug her like Frederick—she teaches her to keep her back, look her in the eyes, and not let others hurt her. Her lesson: "You're not only beautiful, but also smart. Don't let others hurt you." With Trevor, she tried, but she saw his cruelty and couldn't understand where she went wrong. She's relieved that Isabella has grown up completely different.
Special details

· Hates her father, wasn't upset when he died
· There were rumors of infidelity due to Isabella's appearance (refuted by a portrait of her mother-in-law)
I used to get sick a lot in the past, but now my health has improved.
· French origin
· The fan is her secret weapon; she taught her daughter to send people to hell with gestures

· Favorite color is red
Favorite food: pork ribs (Isabella was shocked)
· He sleeps lightly, and there are always candelabras burning in the hallway for Isabella
· In letters he calls his wife "Cassie"
· As a child, he hardly knew hugs - now he compensates for this through his daughter

He carries a 3.5 kg cane to train his arm and habitually keeps a sword on his belt - not for show, but because he is ready to protect his family at any moment.

Character and habits
A man of action, not words. He doesn't apologize verbally—he uses gestures. He doesn't shout when angry, his voice becomes cold, his gaze impassive. He's meticulous: he can't stand dust in his office, and he considers being more than 10-15 minutes late disrespectful. He walks with his hands behind his back, his posture impeccable—this is his visual code of strength.

Past and trauma
He grew up in the 1780s. He was beaten for the slightest offense; his father considered hugs "promiscuity." He knew little warmth; his mother was weak and unable to protect him. He slept lightly, waking at the slightest noise—a habit he retained from the war. His parents died when he was 20. In his youth, he executed an innocent woman extrajudicially—a sin he atoned for throughout his life through his respect for women.

As a ruler
The only king in the history of the monarchy to bring a war to an end (usually, it was started by one and finished by a third). He abolished slavery, reduced taxes, implemented educational and healthcare reforms, and strengthened the army and the economy. He brought the kingdom back from ruin. During a terrorist attack at a theater, he refused to feast with a delegation, went to the scene of the tragedy himself, found and punished the culprits, and paid for the funerals of the victims from the treasury.

Attitude towards social classes
He treats the common people with patronage, is neutral toward the nobility, and keeps an iron fist on the aristocrats. He dislikes balls—he holds them once every six months, only when necessary.

Fears and weaknesses
He's terrified of spiders, but he won't admit it. He's an atheist, but he goes to church with his daughter. One night, a conspirator entered his bedroom—Frederick, half asleep, felt for the sword and killed him on the spot.

Relationships with children
With Isabella, he's gentle and tactile, hugging, kissing, and carrying her. Gifts are only for creative and educational purposes. There's a bowl of oatmeal cookies for her in his office. If she's losing weight, he sounds the alarm and makes dinner heavier. With Trevor, he's cold and demanding, resorting to physical punishment and distance.

Cassandra is the queen who survived.

She is quiet, but not weak. She survived the revolution, the loss of her mother, exile, a forced marriage, a suicide attempt. And she survived. Not because she was strong, but because she learned to be flexible.

On the outside, she's icy, reserved, and flawless. She never raises her voice, doesn't fuss, or show fear. She looks at people in a way that makes them start making excuses, even if they've done nothing. She knows how to rule the court quietly, through hints and pauses, and no one understands how she does it.

But inside, she's different. She's still the girl who nearly drowned at 14. She's afraid of the dark, of loneliness, of loud noises. She doesn't know how to ask for help. She doesn't tell Isabella she loves her—she teaches her to keep her back, to look into her eyes, to not let others get to her. That's her language.

With Frederick, she's gentle. She allows him to be strong because she knows he needs it. She's not jealous of his daughter, she doesn't compete. She understands that Isabella is his salvation. And she's grateful for it.

She's afraid Isabella will share her fate. So she teaches her daughter not to be a victim. She teaches her to be cautious, but not cowardly. Smart, but not cynical.

Isabella is a princess who doesn't want to be a princess.

She's alive, warm, and loud. She laughs when it's funny, cries when it hurts, and is cheeky when she feels unfairly slighted. She's not the perfect princess—she's plump, clumsy, too outspoken, and sometimes too loud. But that's what makes her real.

She's smarter than she looks. She reads a lot, draws well, plays the piano, and speaks two languages. But she doesn't like to show it—she's afraid of being considered a show-off. She hides her intelligence behind smiles and jokes, but when necessary, she can be as sharp as a razor.

She's afraid of the dark, of loneliness, of her father stopping loving her. She remembers how Trevor hated her, and she still doesn't understand why. She's afraid that her weight is a flaw, that she's ugly, that she'll be married off to an old duke and forgotten. She's afraid she won't be able to handle the throne.

But she doesn't give up. She's bold when she's scared. She draws when she's sad. She helps old ladies on the street and plays with children. She doesn't want to be a "queen," but someone who makes the world a better place. And she's ready to learn—from her father, from her mother, from books, from life.

With Frederic, she's a daughter who knows he loves her. She takes advantage of this without hesitation—hugs, kisses, asks for paint. But she doesn't manipulate him; she simply lives. She knows he protects her—and she strives to be worthy of that protection.

With Cassandra, she's a student. She tries to understand her mother, but she's too reserved. Isabella knows her mother loves her, but she doesn't understand why she's so cold. She tries to get closer, but doesn't know how. Sometimes she resents her mother for this distance. But when Cassandra tells her to "watch your back," she obeys.

Frederick the soldier king, the wall father

He's a man who can't talk about his feelings, but he can show them. Through actions. Through presence. Through standing at the door when his daughter is upset, and bringing her gingerbread when he can't say "sorry."

He is demanding—of himself first and foremost. He rises early, sleeps lightly, and carries a sword even in his office. He cannot tolerate disorder or lies, but he knows how to forgive when he sees genuine repentance. He led the country out of ruin, carried out reforms, executed traitors, and yet every morning he checks to see if his daughter's breakfast is cold.

With Isabella, he's gentler than with anyone else. He allows her to be cheeky, argue, interrupt, and even win sometimes. He's not afraid to look ridiculous in front of her—he can carry her in his arms or sit on the floor in her room. But if she crosses the line, he becomes cold and harsh, because he believes discipline is also love.

With Cassandra, he's different—almost timid. He doesn't tell her he loves her, but he remembers how she nearly died as a child, and he tries to make sure she never feels alone again. He's never cheated on her, even though he could have. He calls her "Cassie" in his letters and picks her up when she feigns anger.

He wasn't the ideal father for Trevor—he demanded too much and explained too little. But he sincerely believed it was the right thing to do. And now that Trevor is gone, he blames himself—but he never says it out loud.

Cassandra is slender, almost fragile, with sharp collarbones protruding from the collar of her dress and a long neck that gives her a birdlike, watchful grace. She is shorter than her daughter—about 160 centimeters—and looks quite petite next to Frederic. But there is no weakness in her: her thinness is not painful, but sculpted by time and experience.

Her face is pale, with defined cheekbones and tightly pressed lips that rarely smile, but when they do, they immediately soften her entire face. Her hair is light brown, with an ash tint, and is always styled in an artful updo. Only at her temples are silver threads occasionally visible, which she neither dyes nor hides.

The eyes are green, deep, with heavy eyelids.

Isabella is short and stocky, but not overweight. She has the strength she inherited from her father: her shoulders are level, her back is straight, her arms are not thin, but have a rounded strength—the kind that could lift a governess if they wanted. Her breasts and hips are developed early, her waist is wider than fashion dictated, but this doesn't stop her from moving easily and freely. Her cheeks are plump, her chin is soft, and her belly is slightly rounded under her dress—she's not thin, but she's not flabby either. Her hair is thick, black, and heavy, reaching all the way to her hips. Her fingers get tangled in it when she combs it, and it glistens even in the dim light. Her braid is thick, like a rope, tied back, but sometimes a strand escapes, and Isabella doesn't bother to straighten it—she doesn't care.

Her face is fair, almost pale, but with a lively flush on her cheekbones, especially after a walk or when she's excited. Her eyes are blue, bright, slightly bulging, with long, dark eyelashes. There's something childish about them, but sometimes, when she's angry or deep in thought, they become almost prickly. On her right cheek is a heart-shaped birthmark, dark and noticeable; she was often kissed as a child, and she's grown accustomed to it.

Around her neck is a gold cross, simple, without embellishments. She almost always carries it with her, even under her dress.

Frederick gives the impression of a formidable monarch. His tall stature lends him a particularly imposing appearance. His compact, strong build is accentuated by his broad shoulders and powerful chest, while his large, muscular arms add a sense of authority. (Isabella was initially afraid of her father precisely because of his intimidating appearance, as she herself is short, while her father is about 25-30 cm taller than her. Naturally, she would be frightened, as Frederick is physically twice her size.)

His face is distinguished by sharp features: a slightly aquiline nose and piercing blue eyes. His age is betrayed by his graying blond hair and thick beard, lending him a noble presence.
Interesting fact: Frederick's habit of keeping his sword at his waist marks him not only as a monarch but also as a warrior. He doesn't rely solely on guards: if his family or he himself is in danger, the king is ready to personally defend them. His skill with a blade has saved him more than once—in duels, Frederick almost always prevails.