[Center][b][color=9370D8][h3]Elaena Targaryen[/h3][/color][/b] [img]https://i.ibb.co/TxrPxZdK/Elaena2.jpg[/img][img]https://i.ibb.co/h1t7pxSw/Elaena.jpg[/img] [b][color=9370D8][h3]House Targaryen[/h3][/color][/b][/Center] [b][color=9370D8]Age:[/color][/b] 28 (150 AC) [b][color=9370D8]Appearance:[/color][/b] [indent]In her childhood, Elaena was often compared to her sisters as the unfortunate one. When she was sent to the Maidenvault at just eleven namedays, she was said to be [i]a skinny little thing[/i]. While both Daena and Rhaena were recognized as great beauties, Elaena was not. Soft lilac eyes and striking pale hair with a gash of bright gold could not outweigh the awkward angles of her body, thin lips, and often with an angry expression that did nothing to soften the harshness of her appearance. Her unusual hair was the one thing everyone found striking about the girl and in a plea to escape her confinement, she cut it off. In rebellion, she has never again grown it long, not even in adulthood once released. Often emulating Daena, she took to wearing all black as a child. A habit that followed her through adulthood, it is rare to find her wearing anything other than black dresses and gowns, though she retains a fondness for auquamarine adornments. Now approaching her thirties and after mutliple pregnanies, the angularity and awkwardness of youth has been softened. [/indent] [b][color=9370D8]Description & biography:[/color][/b] [indent]As a young girl, Elaena was closest to her uncle, Viserys. As the youngest child, even in more standard families, it would not have been surprising if the girl was forgotten or left to her own devices. As the daughter of Aegon III, it surely would have been expected. She has few memories of her father and those she has are fleeting and blurry. She grew up knowing what people thought of him; the sullen, brooding king who cared little for anything except occasionally for the hint of a smile her mother or uncle brought him. Her mother died not long after her elder brother Daeron, a rush of horrific news that culminated with being locked away inside a gilded cage. Her uncle Viserys filled a gap the young girl didn't know needed to be filled. Even then, his own duties pulled him away more frequently, and in adolescence she was left to fill her time with her sisters and their endless, rotating ladies. Daena was too angry and Rhaena, while not content at their seclusion, was acquiescent. Her sisters were all she had that were truly hers, and yet…The relationship with her sisters was far from healthy. It was not uncommon to find them red-faced in an agrument with one another and hours later secluded with one another, nursing the hidden wounds captivity inflicted on them. Their ladies-in-waiting, the intelligent ones anyways, learned quickly that there was no point in trying to turn them against one another. The trio of princesses always gave a united front against any who came against one of them. That relationship wasn't what she had had with either brother. Daeron was crowned when Elaena was just seven and died when she was ten, seven years her elder, there was little to make them close. Baelor had always been different and there had been nothing to endear them to one another even before he inherited the crown and sought to hide his sisters away from lust or lusting. Daena may have been defiant, but Elaena was no less angry, though she did not act on it as Daena did. Desperate to leave, she cut off her hair in an attempt to mar the beauty her brother so feared. No matter that it did not work, she would never grow it longer than shoulder length again. While Rhaena seemed able to acquiesce in silent suffering, Elaena used the time to learn of things that would otherwise not have been allowed. She read voraciously, on matters of state and coin. Her ladies-in-waiting did not typically share her interests, but would bring tomes and treatises from their family's personal libraries or from elsewhere in the Red Keep that the princesses could not access. Towards the end of her time in the Maidenvault, Elaena had even begun to pass along advice to those who were all too happy to praise their own intellect in financial matters rather than give due to the young Princess. Upon release from the Maidenvault, Elaena quickly and tragically fell for Alyn Velaryon, thirty-five years her elder and married to her father's half-sister, Baela. No matter how she had chided Daena for her dalliance with Aegon, or how Rhaena chided her for the affair, Elaena would be not be dissuaded. It was love, fast and fierce, and she would not hear that Alyn did not return those feelings. Within a year of meeting her beloved, she gave birth to twins, Jon and Jeyne. They were bastards, though the princess briefly held hope they would be legitimized when Baela died and Alyn was at last free to marry her instead. Aegon refused to allow it until Alyn returned from a voyage he demanded. Lord Velaryon never returned and Elaena was certain her heart would never recover. After much pressure, she finally relented and ended her grieving, agreeing to marry Lord Ossifer Plumm, a political match through and through. He died on their wedding night and rumors quickly rose up that it had been her cousin, King Aegon, who had gotten her with the child she would name Viserys Plumm, in honor of her uncle. Elaena, unlike Daena, had never cared for their cousin. In their younger days, Aegon had indeed attempted to bed her like he had her sister, but Elaena would swear upon any of the Seven, upon Viserys, upon her dead father and mother, that Aegon had never actually laid a hand on her. It did not stop the rumors, much to her chagrin. In the aftermath of losing her first love, a man she swore would forever be her only love, and the loss of her husband, Elaena again finds the men of her life contriving to wed her again in a favorable match. Regardless of age and the sin of her twin bastards, there are endless lesser lords who would wed her for being able to claim a Targaryen bride. The King is far from being above selling his cousin for coppers in comparison to her worth. If she would be forced to marry again, the Targaryen Princess at least plans to make this second include benefits for her beyond the opportunity to leave Aegon's court. Multiple previous entreaties to Aegon to allow her to aid his council have so far fallen flat. With a proper marriage, perhaps there would be more room to have an influence. Crone knows her cousin could use more than the typical sycophants who attended him. [/indent]