#𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐬 ↷ selene valfaren ・ introduction .

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―  cauldron  save  you :  it  seems  selene  valfaren  has  been  teleported  to  the  dusk  court,  the  lady  from  winter  is  said  to  be  ambitious  and  is  said  to  describe  themselves  with  a  winter  rose  with  blood  staining  its  thorns,  discordant  splashes  of  golden  paint  upon  a  blank  canvas,  golds  woven  through  smooth  curls,  candelit  confessions  over  fruits  and  honey,   footfalls   in   freshly   laid   snow  and  with  all  of  this  in  mind  their  frisky  nature  always  seems  to  get  them  into  trouble.  may  the  mother  hold  them  as  they  navigate  this  unthinkable  time.

full　name　:　selene elise valfaren   . 　nickname(s)　:　prefers none   . 　age　:　270. 　gender　:　cis woman   . 　pronouns　:　she   /   her   . 　sexuality　:　bisexual biromantic   .

title/occupation　:　lady   . 　species　:　high fae   . 　siblings　:　 high lady   desmera valfaren   ,   lady lydia valfaren , lady roslyn valfaren ,  lady samara valfaren . 　children　:　 n / a   . 　 spouse　:　 n / a   . 　 loyalties　:　 the   winter court .

height　:　162 cm / 5′4 . 　build　:　slender, petite .　eye color　:　golden brown , liquid dark honey . 　 hair color : chestnut brown , often highlighted with streaks of gold bobbles and paints . signature scent : iced magnolias and light musks .

character　inspirations　:　persephone ( greek mythology ) + margaery tyrell ( game of thrones ) + kate sharma ( bridgerton ) + melody ( the little mermaid 2 ) + kiara ( the lion king 2 )

you only wished for a life of soft indulgences and happiness. your position in the line of siblings, you expected it, even. the fourth child with little to no responsibilities that came and went as they pleased, more entranced by the court entertainers and arts than any lessons in politics or otherwise could offer you. your dreams were always full of milky way and adventures you were content to seek in the written word rather than leave the icy wonderland you called home. your family always radiated a warmth contrary to your court, and when your mother died taking it away with her, then your father, you were left a deep sense of discontent.

where you used to be happy with your day to day, nothing felt the same anymore. the walls of your home grew to feel like a cage with the memories of laughter that used to echo the corridors, your edges growing sharp with grief. you still seek something of happiness yet come to the realization that it may not be found in the same place you believed it would.

wanted connections : confidants / best friends ( 2 ) from the winter court , friends / acquaintances potentially from other courts , former flames ( 2 ) , current obsession crush , other painters / arts lovers , enemies / people she distrusts more so than others