[hider=Isabella Cotilla del Reyes of Evalusia] [center][h2][color=skyblue]Isabella Cotilla del Reyes of Evalusia[/color][/h2] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/75/a5/ab/75a5ab6ae9f44d802a6260a51db07ed4.jpg[/img] [color=skyblue][i]"Of course I'm a threat. Why? Did you think for a moment that I wasn't?"[/i] -[b]Emma Frost, from Marvel's [i]X-men[/i][/b][/color][/center] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Isabella Cotilla del Reyes; only her sister is allowed to call her "Ella", her childhood nickname[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ฃ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ต๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Princess of Evalusia[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“๐“ฐ๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]24[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“–๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Female[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ข๐“ฎ๐”๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Heterosexual (though she's never really cared much for "love")[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“๐“น๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Isabella has brown hair so dark that it's almost black. It is thick and wavy and falls to somewhere around halfway down her back, and she prefers to either arrange her hair in elaborate formations, adorned with jewels and ornate hairpins, or let it hang loose and free. Her eyes are a blue-green color, and most people who have met her say that there's something undeniably alluring yet utterly terrifying about those eyes. There's a sharp, piercing edge to them that hasn't gone away ever since her father deemed her old enough to be essentially married off to the highest bidder, tempered by a haughty aloofness a cold nonchalance. Isabella has high cheekbones and a delicately curved jawline-her face practically [i]screams[/i] "snooty princess". She is rather tall, and she is definitely on the slender side. In fact, there is nothing "womanly" at all about her figure-she is all sharp edges and long, lean lines and angular limbs. There is no softness to her whatsoever, be it in her eyes or her fingers or simply the way that she holds herself. Isabella favors gowns that are elegant but simple, and although she has a reputation for always wearing pristine shades of white, Isabella definitely doesn't have anything against black or blue, either. Most of the time, she dresses rather severely and/or conservatively (thanks to the dumb expectations of Evalusian society under her father's rule), but for special occasions, she will don a string of diamonds or two. In terms of make-up, Isabella keeps it light and simple-some foundation and concealer for the dark circles under her eyes, some mascara for her eyelashes and lipstick for her lips, and that's about it. [/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐”‚[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Isabella is very practical and has both feet planted firmly on the ground. She is capable of saying exactly what she means without saying anything at all, as well as flattering and insulting someone in the same breath. Isabella is more than willing to bandy words about all day long, and she is extremely perceptive when it comes to what others are thinking or feeling. She knows that many of the Evalusian nobles fear her-and the ones who are not afraid of her will learn to fear her, or they will die. Isabella is observant and analytical; calm and collected under even the most trying of circumstances. She is logical and rational and constantly aware of her surroundings (she misses [i]nothing[/i]), and her sly, shrewd intelligence allows her to pick up even the slightest of cues. Isabella is more โ€œterrifyingโ€ than โ€œcharmingโ€, but she is able to be charismatic, albeit in a vaguely terrifying sort of way. She is meticulous and thorough in everything she does (whether itโ€™s plotting an assassination or planning a ball), and she knows the ins and outs of court etiquette like the back of her hand. She tends to think things through before she acts, and rarely lets her temper get the best of her-though when she is well and truly angry, Isabella is completely blinded by her emotions. If information is the game, then Isabella is a merchant of great renown. Capable of lying, manipulating, seducing, or blackmailing her way to someone's secrets, Isabella will have what she wants out of someone before they even realize she has her sights set on them. She is very haughty and aloof (and can be shortsightedly disparaging), and she has an inability to trust others that could very much cost her her life one day. Isabella holds a rather cynical and bitter view of the world (she doesn't believe in true love, for example), and she has a tendency to be very judgmental of others. At first, she burned with a need for vengeance against her father for what he did to her sister, but now that it's been [i]years[/i] since the "incident", years since Elena disappeared off the face of the earth, Isabella finds that she just doesnโ€™t know a life without this rage that lives inside her, this anger that has made her cruel. She believes that people are not inherently good nor evil, but that it is easier to be evil in difficult situations, so people tend to be selfish and greedy-Isabella herself included. Ruthless and amoral, Isabella can be extremely cold and callously blunt (which has earned her the label of "ice queen" on social media), especially if she does not view somebody as "important". Isabella holds no qualms about lying, cheating, stealing, blackmailing, et cetera to get what she wants, so long as she does indeed achieve her original goal. But on the inside, past the years of rage and regret, Isabella is a mess of sorrow and fury and ambition that have combined to create the woman that she is now. Isabella is almost obsessively power-hungry, chasing after a foreign throne to get her the hell out of Evalusia, to get her away from the memories that linger in the bedchambers and corridors of the stone castle in the mountains, to get away from her [i]father[/i]-all in the hopes that it will help fill the hole left inside her after what her father did to her sister, after Elena went missing; the hole that still persists, despite all the time that has passed, despite all the bloodshed and destruction and glory that was left in its wake. (She knows that it won't).[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ผ + ๐““๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ผ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ผ: pearls, diamonds, and other precious jewels, gowns of silk and satin, intricate lacework, the colors white and silver (they go wonderfully with her complexion), snow, ice, the cold, elegant, expensive gowns that show off Isabella's impeccable taste, her set of small, thin stiletto daggers with intricately carved hilts studded with freshwater pearls, diamonds, and milky white crystals that can be disguised as ornate hairpins, power, independence, being respected for what she is truly capable of (or being viewed as just another pretty face, depending on the situation), white roses, her family and those loyal to her family (excluding those loyal her father, of course), the smell of the winter air, cloudy days, fresh blueberries, swans, being in charge/in control, when people scurry to obey her orders, being feared (or so she tells herself, anyway), telling people what to do/ordering others around, vengeance against those who have wronged her in the past in any way (Isabella's quite petty), a good poisoning or a perfectly executed murder, subtlety (when it is needed), knowing everyone's secrets ๐““๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ผ: her father, incompetence, when something/someone unnecessarily ruins her hair or clothing, silly stories about true love and chivalry, relying on others, men who are only powerful because they're men, being sweaty, messy hair, dirty clothing, crude manners, her father, being underestimated because she's a woman by people she actually trusts (who are few and far in between), sloppiness and messiness in general, drunkards, useless and meaningless violence and destruction (could you [i]get[/i] any more rude???), physical altercations (they're just so [i]messy[/i]), large dogs (they slobber too much), her father, ale, swan meat, sweltering summer days, being a pawn in her father's infernal game of politics, feeling powerless or helpless, being forced to marry people for stupid reasons (like, if she's going to be forced to marry someone in the first place, it better be for a damn good reason), being viewed as "property" just because she's a girl, gender roles and stereotypes, the smell of smoke, the color orange, oh, and did we mention her [i]father[/i]? [/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“‘๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“ฐ๐“ป๐“ช๐“น๐“ฑ๐”‚[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Isabella Cotilla del Reyes, Instagram's favorite ice queen- Her father's favorite; his pride and joy. Polite. Pristine. Perfect. Charming and beautiful, sweet and soft-spoken. Dainty and demure, graceful and svelte. Not anymore, though. The only person that she will [i]ever[/i] defer to anymore is her father, and even then, only outwardly...and with great reluctance. Isabella was given the upbringing expected of a royal of her station, and then plus some. Her father turned away from her older sister, Elena-poor, poor Elena, who had been forsaken by the universe and born mute, unable to make any sound beyond soft grunts, which did [i]not[/i] reflect well on the del Reyes, at all, because why would God "forsake" them in that way and grant King Gabriel a mute daughter? So King Gabriel confined Elena to her room, and he made sure that Isabella grew up with everything that she could ever want. Pretty dresses, expensive jewelry, all the love and praise and adoration that every child seeks from their parents; Isabella had it all, so long as she [i]obeyed[/i]. And dear God, how she [i]hated[/i] it. She obeyed her father despite it all, of course. He didn't love her, and she didn't love him, but in that day and age, her father's control was complete. Absolute. And if Isabella ever wanted to leave the palace again, she knew that she couldn't be seen openly disrespecting her father. So she did as her power-hungry father said...or pretended to, anyway. Isabella embroidered, like a proper young lady, and her stitches were so neat and straight and tiny that they're almost invisible. She danced beautifully and had a voice that would break your heart. She could recite every noble family's genealogy by heart, and her paintings of vapid landscapes were nothing if not exquisite. But most of all, she was silent. A pretty decoration to her father's reign, and nothing more. Some girls could have been content, dancing and sewing all day and then being married off to some noble or the other. Isabella could not. She watched, enviously, as her brother-the crown prince of Evalusia-was taught how to rule a kingdom. She watched as her father continued his tyrannical reign, watched as he ran the Evalusian economy to the ground with his ill-advised policies and insanely restrictive laws. No matter, though. Isabella's going to be more powerful than [i]anyone[/i] in her family someday. Isabella made sure that everything she did was absolutely perfect, because her father expected no less from her. Perfect manners. Perfect smile. Perfect gown. Perfect everything. And before Elena disappeared, Isabella made sure to maintain her image as a perfect, pristine lady. One day, her father would die. And after that, Isabella would be free to do as she wanted; travel the world, maybe. Go see art exhibits and fashion shows in person. She dreamed of divorcing whichever man she was married to and running off to Britannia or Aciras or Castilya to see everything that the world had to offer, beyond the slopes of her snowy home. But for all her dreams of grandeur and adventure, Isabella is merely a pawn in her father's plan to stay on the throne. King Gabriel Cotilla del Reyes I seized the throne thirty-some years ago, claiming descent from the Castilyan princes that used to rule Evalusia, back when it was still a colony. And ever since Isabella was officially considered fit to be wedded and bedded by some lord or the other, her father has been looking for a suitable husband. One suitor after another came and went, and Isabella was paraded before them like a horse at an auction, albeit a very [i]valuable[/i] horse. Her brother was the heir to the Evalusian throne, while Isabella was to be sold to some stranger like the aforementioned horse, to be ridden whenever her new owner liked, beaten whenever he liked, and cast aside in time for a younger filly. Her brother's future was glory and wealth and power, while Isabella's was childbirth and passive obedience. And she loathed it; [i]despised[/i] it, with every fiber of her being. Lord Gabriel was always finding someone for Isabella to marry. There were so many men, Isabella can't even remember half of them. She always found some obscure fault in them, of course, and explained to her father why they would be bad husbands-this lord is as dumb as a brick. That lord can't even control the commoners living on his land, this lord has a history of legitimizing his bastards, that lord would turn on the royal family in a heartbeat. For a time, Isabella could tolerate this. For a time, she did not...mind. But one day, she discovered her father in her sister's bedroom, and something inside her [i]snapped[/i]. Although Princess Elena was frequently confined to her rooms, her condition being a "disgrace" to the royal family, Isabella and her sister grew up together. They took their sewing and dancing and painting lessons together; they took their meals together, when their father did not require Isabella's presence, and they slept in the same bed for the first few years of Isabella's life, with Elena dosing off to the fantastical stories that Isabella would tell her of knights in shining armor and damsels in distress. As they grew older, Isabella could sense the wistful envy in Elena. Isabella knew that her sister was jealous of all the attention that Isabella got; knew that her sister had once wished to be the favorite daughter, the one that everybody adored. They grew distant, after a while, and Isabella stopped taking her afternoon tea with Elena. She stopped visiting her at night and reading with her until the wee hours of the morning; stopped spending time with poor mute Elena, who was destined to die alone in the tower that their father shut her in. But one night, some part of Isabella ached, inexplicably, for her sister's calming presence. And so she slipped through the corridors in her nightgown, tried the knob to her sister's door-locked, as usual-and used one of her hairpins to pick the lock, like she had done countless times as a child. But when she went inside, her father was there with Elena behind the curtains of the four-poster bed, and Isabella screamed. Isabella had to give her father credit-he covered up the incident [i]very[/i] well. Isabella remembers how he coolly instructed the servants to go back to bed, how he strode brusquely out the door with not one word to either of his daughters. And she remembers Elena, who had just barely turned twenty at the time-she remembers how her sister refused to look at her, how she refused to answer any of her questions. And a few days later, Elena disappeared. It was a suicide, according to the servants. They found the shutters thrown wide open, and when Isabella looked down through the window, she saw nothing but swirling snow. They found no body, no trace of Elena, and Isabella would have been convinced that it was a suicide if not for the note she found tucked into her jewelry box, a week later. [i]Wait for me,[/i] it read, in her sister's elegant handwriting. And so she waited. But it has been six years since the note. And although Isabella had her suspicions, although she had her theories, they have all been turned to dust. Once, she believed that her sister was still alive, somehow, waiting for the right moment to contact her. Once, she believed that she could be happy in Evalusia, if only because Elena would be with her. Now, though, she's not so sure. And besides, her father has given her a new set of orders; she is to marry the prince of a foreign kingdom, one that is wealthy and powerful, so that her father can gain legitimacy in the eyes of the international community. And Isabella decided that she would obey, if only to leave Evalusia behind. If only to leave the stifling gender roles forced upon her by nobles who believed that the Bible had the answer to everything; if only to leave her [i]father[/i] behind. King Gabriel had his eyes on many kingdoms. He ultimately decided to have Isabella marry Prince Quentin Houston, of the Texas Sovereignty. And Isabella agreed. Unbeknownst to the rest of the world, however, Isabella has been in touch with the aristocratic revolutionaries that are beginning to gather under her father's oppressive rule. There is talk of a rebellion; a revolt to depose of her father and put someone else on the throne. And soon enough, Isabella will have to make a choice: will she escape to a foreign country and a foreign throne, or will she remain to fight for Evalusia? [/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“•๐“’ + ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ป ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ญ๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Face claim=Zhenya Katava, color code=skyblue[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“ข๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฐ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=za8Ki4CCXgg]"You Should See Me in a Crown" - Billie Eilish[/url] [sub][i]Bite my tongue, bide my time Wearing a warning sign Wait 'til the world is mine Visions I vandalize Cold in my kingdom size Fell for these ocean eyes You should see me in a crown I'm gonna run this nothing town Watch me make 'em bow One by one by, one One by one by You should see me in a crown Your silence is my favorite sound Watch me make 'em bow One by one by, one One by one by (one)[/i][/sub][/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“‘๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ญ ๐“ฃ๐“ธ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Prince Quentin Houston of the Texas Sovereignty[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ž๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Pinterest Board: https://www.pinterest.com/ayzrules/blessed-with-beauty-and-rage-wrc/ [hider=Aesthetics] "QUEEN" [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/04/8d/4d/048d4d5dc4af5ea6cb79db854e3da128.jpg[/img] "Blessed with beauty and rage" [img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/436922581707390997/523942627041869824/Blessed_with_beauty_and_rage_WRC.png?width=705&height=564[/img] [/hider][/INDENT] [/hider] [hider=Character Dynamics for Isabella Cotilla del Reyes] [center][h2][color=skyblue]Isabella Cotilla del Reyes of Evalusia[/color][/h2] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/bb47891566698e374a64c721659f6de6/tumblr_ndcjo4fUCi1qc7e5jo1_500.gif[/img] [color=skyblue]{[i]"History does strange things to dead women."[/i]}[/color] [/center] [center][color=palevioletred][b]Lea Lynton of Aciras[/b][/color] [i]"I used to wish that I had what Ayleanna has. This freedom that she has, the freedom to do as she pleases...I would have traded anything for that, when I was younger. Now, though, I am not so sure I would abandon everything for such a chance."[/i] Relation Details [color=df0808][b]Mai Mei[/b][/color] [i]"I must admit, I do not understand her. How can she accept her station in life, as deemed by Liangii society, so easily? Does she not resent it at all?"[/i] Relation Details [color=ff8c00][b]Alejandro Aguรญla de Agustรญn[/b][/color] [i]"I am surprised that Father did not consider marrying me off to Prince Alejandro, actually, given the historical connection between our kingdoms and the shared religion. Perhaps it is because of the rumors his parents so desperately try to hide."[/i] Relations Details [color=6bb8cf][b]Talya Burnley[/b][/color] [i]"Was she not the one whose brother was killed a few years ago? Hmm. Nonetheless, I think I would like to visit Notia, one day, if only for the snow."[/i] Relation Details [color=royalblue][b]Edelessa/Valentine Blanchefleur[/b][/color] [i] "I know little to nothing about her. Is she to be the future ruler of Luxieme? Interesting..."[/i] Relation Details [color=tomato][b]Rhia Cadfael[/b][/color] [i]"I have no opinion."[/i] Relations Details [color=f2aed3][b]Liv Viriatus[/b][/color] [i]"It seems the two of us are stuck in a somewhat similar predicament. I do feel for her, at least, and hope she is able to find a way out without being forced into an unhappy marriage."[/i] Relation Details [color=c2e2a7][b]Dom Viriatus[/b][/color] [i]"Lusitania and Evalusia are remarkably alike in their backwardness, now that I think about it. I wish her-or them, rather-the best of luck in getting the hell out of there."[/i] Relation Details [color=F2e9ac][b]Anton Telesphorides[/b][/color] [i]"I...can't say that I have much of an opinion on him, either. He seems like your stereotypical testosterone-filled boy, if one that is shorter than usual. In any case, the Athenian Federation is not to be trifled with."[/i] Relation Details [color=white][b]Ivy Burnley[/b][/color] [i]"No opinion. She and her sister have been coddled since birth, and I doubt that they will ever amount to much. Why should I have an opinion?"[/i] Relation Details [color=skyblue][b]Alexandra Bonnisseau[/b][/color] [i]"She reminds me of the protagonists in mainstream Aciran Young Adult novels. One can only hope that she has more substance than those characters."[/i] Relation Details [color=royalblue][b]Leon Ford[/b][/color] [i]"His kingdom is not one that I would like to alienate, no. I'm sure Father would have tried to marry me to Prince Leonard, if he was not already betrothed to Mai Mei."[/i] Relation Details [color=440e62][b]Elijah Rothchester[/b][/color] [i]"He seems...irritating."[/i] Relation Details [color=799c82][b]Yu Song[/b][/color] [i]"From what I have seen, I am not inclined to believe that he would make a very good king. I wonder how his sisters feel."[/i] Relation Details [color=48B8B5][b]Gen Anders[/b][/color] [i]"I have no opinion of her."[/i] Relation Details [color=skyblue][b]Erik Rothschild[/b][/color] [i]"I wonder if he knows the meaning of the word 'responsibility' at all."[/i] Veredun was the nation that provided Isabella's father with the technological expertise needed to heavily censor the Internet. And, well, we all know how Isabella feels about her [i]father[/i]. [color=fa2600][b]Han Hyeri[/b][/color] [i]"Another princess that I have absolutely zero opinion of."[/i] Relation Details [color=C1D6C8][b]Dirk Isidor[/b][/color] [i]"Was there not some sort of scandal about his mother a couple years ago? Nevertheless, I do not think the two of us have much in common."[/i] Relation Details [b]Venera Nikolayevna[/b] [i]"Ah, Venera. I suppose I should thank her family for their aid in bringing my father to power. I suppose."[/i] Relation Details [color=B0C4DE][b]Anastasiy Romanova[/b][/color] [i]"You know, I've always heard a lot more about his brother than about him. Nevertheless..."[/i] Relation Details [color=DAA520][b]Elias Kokinos[/b][/color] [i]"What opinion is there to be had of him, really? I have heard rumors that his people would prefer him as king, rather than his older brother, but alas. I, too, would prefer him over Prince Stefanos, if only because Stefanos is...dangerous."[/i] Relation Details [color=662d91][b]Amaranthine Loveridge[/b][/color] [i]"No comment. What comment could I possibly have? Her kingdom is...irrelevant."[/i] Relation Details [color=FFA500][b]Mila Ford[/b][/color] [i]"She seems entirely unsuited to be a princess of a kingdom like Krieg-Konigreich."[/i] Relation Details [color=red][b]Edwin Drakewine[/b][/color] [i]"Mmm, there is no doubt in my mind that Father would have wanted me to marry Prince Edwin, if possible. Unfortunately for him, Domitia Viriatus got there first."[/i] Relation Details [/center][/hider] [hider=Evalusia][center][h2][color=skyblue]Evalusia[/color][/h2] [img]https://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/07/a4/22/5b/schloss-neuschwanstein.jpg[/img] [color=skyblue][i]The castle in the mountains that King Gabriel I rules out of[/i][/color][/center] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐“๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Evalusia[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“ ๐“พ๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ท[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]King Gabriel Cotilla del Reyes I and Queen Catalina Cotilla del Reyes (deceased; passed away giving birth to Isabella). King Gabriel I is a cruel, ruthless ruler, more concerned about maintaining his position than he is about the well-being of the Evalusian people. The couple had three children; Gabriel II, the crown-prince of Evalusia, Elena, who allegedly committed suicide six years ago, and Isabella.[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ผ[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Blue and white[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“š๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€๐“ท ๐“•๐“ธ๐“ป[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]Evalusia is known for its rich indigenous history and culture, dating back to prehistoric times, as well as the reserves of precious minerals in the mountains and the sheer diversity of its landscape. The northern territories are dry and arid, while the central region is lush and forested, and the southern region is snowy and mountainous. Evalusia is famous for the glaciers and glacial bays at its southernmost tip; indeed, the entire southern coast is a labyrinth of fjords, inlets, canals, twisting peninsulas, and islands. More recently, Evalusia is known for the harsh, quasi-dictatorial rule of King Gabriel I, who established his absolute monarchy thirty-some years ago. Evalusia is also known as one of the least-developed nations in the world, thanks to its history of political uprisings and authoritarian regimes. Rumors of corruption and fraud in Evalusian politics have run rampant ever since Evalusia declared independence from Castilya. The oppression of indigenous peoples in Evalusia in the past is a well-known fact, one that the current royal family is rather touchy about. Finally, Evalusia is known for being extremely Catholic. The Catholic Church, under King Gabriel's rule, has more power than many people think that it ought to have. Evalusian society under the reign of King Gabriel I is ultra-conservative and very, very religious.[/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ/๐“ก๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฟ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฝ ๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ถ ๐“—๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ป๐”‚[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]In the 1500s, the territory that is now known as Evalusia was conquered and colonized by the Castilyans, who imposed their rule over the indigenous peoples who had once lived in the mountains and forests of Evalusia. In the 1850s, after a new Castilyan dynasty began tightening their control over the colonies, the Evalusians declared independence and created the independent state of Evalusia. However, after they achieved independence, racial and class divisions splintered the fragile alliance, and Evalusia spiraled into more than one hundred years of internal turmoil as presidents, generals, and dictators came and went. The latest development came thirty-some years ago, when the current king of Evalusia (Gabriel Cotilla del Reyes I) instated himself as the sovereign monarch following a military coup, claiming descent from both the Castilyan princes that used to rule over Evalusia in colonial times and indigenous chieftains of the old. His oppressive policies have caused foreign media to coin the term 'dictator-king' when describing him, and unbeknownst to the rest of the world, there is revolution in the air. [hider=In-depth]ยป Evalusia first sprang onto the world's radar in the sixteenth century, when the indigenous civilizations that had thrived for centuries in the South American kingdom were conquered by the Castilyans, under the Vargas dynasty. Evalusia was officially declared a Castilyan colony in 1549. ยป During the colonial period, Evalusia was exploited for its silver and other precious minerals, as well as its fertile farmlands and verdant forests in the northern and central regions. In this time period, Evalusia was governed by third and fourth sons of Castilyan princes, as well as their descendants. These princes and their children intermarried with indigenous peoples, creating a distinct population of mixed races. ยป In the 1850s, Evalusia declared independence from Castilya after the Averetian Dynasty came to power in Castilya. Not long after, tensions between indigenous peoples and peninsulares (people of Castilyan descent born in Evalusia) fractured the fragile alliance that had been put together in order to oust the Castilyans, and despite repeated attempts to establish a stable government, Evalusia remained socially, politically, and economically unstable, divided by race and class tensions. ยป Over one hundred years of instability-no one regime lasted for more than twenty or thirty years-culminated in a military coup by King Gabriel Cotilla del Reyes I thirty-some years ago, who hailed from the southernmost region of Evalusia and claimed descent from the Castilyan princes who once ruled over Evalusia, as well as indigenous chiefs from a time long gone. He was able to garner the support of the small but influential group of indigenous military leaders due to his mixed indigenous and Castilyan heritage, as well as his promises to completely disregard race/ethnicity and end discrimination based on race (and, to be fair, he hasn't [i]technically[/i] reneged on his promise, despite his harsh censorship policies). ยป Gabriel instated himself as the king of Evalusia, and although he is officially the sovereign monarch of the kingdom, the foreign press has taken to calling him a "dictator-king" due to his extremely totalitarian policies. ยป From the very start, there were those who chafed under King Gabriel's rule. His oppressive policies has alienated both aristocrats and commoners alike, and already, there are seeds of dissent. His complete inability to address Evalusia's prolonged economic crisis definitely doesn't help, either. ยป Unbeknownst to the rest of the world, there is a revolution brewing. There are two distinct underground movements at the moment; the popular front has gathered the sympathies of the common people, advocating for a socialist form of government inspired by Europe and Asia, while a separate faction of aristocrats has also begun to form, one that wishes to see the "enlightened" ideals of a constitutional monarchy ร  la Aciras, complete with individual rights and personal freedoms (freedom of speech, press, et cetera). So far, the two have been operating separately, but if they were to unite under one common leader, there is no telling what would happen. ยป It should be noted that Princess Elena Cotilla del Reyes was rumored to have been in communication with the popular front at the time of her reported suicide. It should also be noted that Princess Isabella has been in contact with aristocratic revolutionaries...though the extent of this "contact" is, at the moment, unclear. King Gabriel I is perfectly aware of these two bits of information, though he has not chosen to disclose it with anyone.[/hider] [/INDENT] [color=skyblue][b]๐Ÿ’Ž๐“ž๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป[/b] โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•[/color] [INDENT]The capital city of Evalusia is Andalia, which is a medium-sized city in the southern part of the kingdom. The capital has changed countless times in the last hundred years, so most people don't really give the current location of the capital city much merit. The royal palace is a few hours away from Andalia, high up in the mountains.[/INDENT] [/hider]