In the grand halls of Crolberg Castle, beneath towering walls of cold stone and vivid tapestries depicting heroic feats of its ancestors, Ariane Granlis takes her first steps into her adolescent years. This youngest heir to the majestic Hnot dynasty, she's not yet burdened with the weight of expectations and responsibilities often cast upon royal shoulders. Still, her every word and gesture are scrutinized, every moment of her day rigorously organized. Despite this, a unique spark of life flickers in her bright azure eyes.
Born into a lineage steeped in honor and sword-edge tradition, Ariane has her days filled with lessons on etiquette, statecraft, and even battle tactics. Her tutors, finest in the kingdom of Hnot, say she shows an aptitude for learning, grasping ancient histories and cryptic laws of the land with surprising ease for someone so young. Yet, it is in the quiet moments when she escapes her duties that her true brilliance shines.
Ariane's best friend, with feathers instead of hair and coos instead of words, is a white dove she rescued from a hawk's clutches. Aria she named her, for the gentle song the bird sings. They share an unique bond - girl with the dove, Ariane with the most unlikely of companions. Often, she can be found in the royal dovecote, laughing and chatting with her feathery companions. Even though she's of royal blood, her heart humbles before all creatures, soaring free of the pompous confinements of her royal life.
Petite and agile, Ariane has a radiant smile that could vie with the kingdom's sunsets. Quick-witted and observant, she possesses the wisdom beyond her age. Yet, she also has the heart of a child, full of mischief and devilishly playful tricks. She's been affectionately named the "Dove Princess" by the people of Hnot, both for her love for her avian companions and her often graceful demeanor.
A staple on royal dining tables is the kingdom's famous peach pies, and Ariane has developed a notorious, voracious love for them. Packed with juicy, Hnot's peaches and sugar-coated to perfection, it’s almost impossible for anyone to resist such delicacy. In Ariane's case, she's been known to rush her daily lessons just to be in time for the fresh baked pie.
Despite her pre-ordained future, Ariane harbors a hidden desire. To wander the world beyond Hnot, to experience all the wonders it holds. Her dreams are filled with tall mountains waiting to be climbed and deep forests waiting to be explored. She often gazes longingly out of her tower window, yearning for adventures that lay beyond.
Ariane's mannerisms, a blend of elegant grace and youthful enthusiasm, often charm every courtier she meets. She fondles the pendant at her neck when nervous, a quirk she inherited from her mother, Queen Isabel. And her laughter - pure and infectious, manages to ripple through the dreary castle halls bringing an air of joy.