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[b]KING WILLIAM ALDERTON OF ALVION[/b]
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Alvion's strong yet justly ruling king. The oldest of two siblings, the elder son of the late King Randall Alderton and direct heir to the throne. King William is a well tempered man who rules his people firmly, yet not unkindly, and seeks to aid his subjects and protect the realm whenever need be. Unlike most before him, King William wedded later in life, and his daughter was born when he was near to his fiftieth year. His wife, Alyssia, died in childbirth, yet instead of resenting his daughter like many a man would, King William adored her as his wife's gift to he and his people, and declared her the heir to Alvion, much to his sister Malva's embitterment and loathing.

The King raised his daughter in a balanced manner of fatherly pampering, higher education, and the traditions of courtship. He ensured his daughter had the best of everything, from the finest clothing to the best tutors.

A diverse man, William Alderton is a lover of sport, literature, politics, horseback riding, and grand parties. Despite his interests and hobbies, he always puts the welfare of his people and the strength of his land first.

No kingdom could ask for a better king and no child for a better father.

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[b]MALVA ALDERTON[/b]
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The younger sister of King William. Even as a child, Malva was vindictive and mean-spirited, which matured into scheming and cold as she grew from girl to woman. Malva has always been deeply jealous of her brother's birthright, a jealousy that has festered into near-hatred for him and his young daughter, her niece.
Where most see William as a fair and jolly King, Malva sees her brother as a softhearted fool, unfit and too weak to rule a nation as great as Alvion.
In her mind, a kingdom is to be ruled by might, by a strong leader with grand armies and loyal followers, not by cutting deals with nobles and playing games with the peasants. The iron fist is stronger than the gentle, and weak, hand in her mind.

Malva is a very intelligent woman, an academic who has a deep interest in military history, politics-by-sword, and harsher philosophy. She supposedly also dabbles in alchemy, though this has never been proven.

Malva has always been very cold and distant to her niece, hardly showing her any civility. On birthdays, it's always the most useless or dullest gifts, on the daily basis, little to no casual conversation or auntly love.

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[b]MALCOLM ALDERTON[/b]
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The son of Malva Alderton and her late husband, whom passed away when Malcolm was only two. Malva's husband was found dead in his bed chambers one morning, the bite of a snake on his left thigh. Malva herself was unharmed, and though seemingly grief stricken at the time, recovered from his untimely death rather quickly. A grim joke amongst the commoners and the castle servants was that the harpy Malva venomously bit him herself. This lead to many referring to her as Malva the Serpent, and later, the Serpent Queen.

Malcolm is much like his mother, and in some cases he is very much unlike her as well.
Though cruel, cold, and somewhat scheming, he is also quite foolish, clumsy, and wasteful. Prior to Malva's rise to power, Malcolm did little more than abuse and torment the servants and peasants, sleep around with local prostitutes, and spend his money on drink and dream dust.

After his mother's rise to Queenship,  Malcolm still continues his old habits, though he conceals them better and does them less frequently. He mostly now rubs elbows and politics with Alvionish nobles and politicians, conducts half-hearted diplomacy with foreigners, and does his best to keep up appearances, though to little avail.
There's a reason that Malva's top advisors and supporters keep a close watch on him.

Even as a boy Malcolm was mean and rather odd.
If he wasn't peeping through noblewomen's windows he was playing cruel pranks on his cousin Cecilia.
Be it pelting her with rocks in the gardens, burning her favorite books, or drawing unflattering images of her in charcoal on the castle walls. Malcolm in fact never liked his uncle, which was a somewhat mutual disposition, which is why Malcolm wept not when he witnessed the King die before him.

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