[hider=Shehzadi Ranya al Kadir] [color=FDF0CD] [color=2e2c2c].[/color] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/67hOQin.jpeg[/img] [color=2e2c2c].................................................................................................[/color] [/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify] [b][color=6B8E23]S H E H Z A D I [color=2e2c2c].[/color] R A N Y A [color=2e2c2c].[/color] A L [color=2e2c2c].[/color] K A D I R[/color][/b] [hr] [sup][color=808080]Age 20 · Female · Princess of Alidasht · Suna’s Chosen[/color][/sup] [/justify][/cell] [/row][/table][/center] [center]____________________________________________________________________________________ —————————————————————————————————————————————————————[/center] [center][sup][color=808080][i]Right-click images → "open image in new tab" for full size.[/i][/color][/sup][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/ddXLEpt.png[/img][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]A P P E A R A N C E[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] [b][color=6B8E23]Height:[/color][/b] 5’4 [b][color=6B8E23]Weight:[/color][/b] 118 lbs [b][color=6B8E23]Eye Color:[/color][/b] A green-gold, reminiscent of peridot or chartreuse. [b][color=6B8E23]Hair Texture:[/color][/b] Long, thick, wavy; curls when freshly washed. [b][color=6B8E23]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Soft espresso brown [b][color=6B8E23]Skin Color:[/color][/b] Golden tan with warm undertones [b][color=6B8E23]Face:[/color][/b] Smooth, luminous skin; no freckles or moles [b][color=6B8E23]Distinguishing Features:[/color][/b] Always veiled in public, eyes catch light, warmth in air when emotional [b][color=6B8E23]Clothing Preference:[/color][/b] — [b][color=6B8E23]Public:[/color][/b] Modest white & gold silks, veiled, heavy sun + scarab jewelry — [b][color=6B8E23]Private:[/color][/b] Jewel-toned sheer silks, cropped tops, bare shoulders, anklets, jingling gold [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell][/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/oUzInvd.png[/img][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]P S Y C H O L O G Y[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] [b][color=6B8E23]Willingness Toward Friends:[/color][/b] 4 [b][color=6B8E23]Willingness Toward Romance:[/color][/b] 3.5 [b][color=6B8E23]Likes:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Singing & dancing [*] Warm breezes and sunlit balconies [*] Flirtation and teasing banter [*] Vibrant fashion, jewel-toned silks [*] Big cats and their quiet confidence [/list] [b][color=6B8E23]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Being treated like a holy object [*] Fake devotion [*] Having her choices made for her [*] Bitter or flavorless food [*] Hafiz’s spies [*] Hafiz himself (secretly) [/list] [b][color=6B8E23]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Bisexual [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell][/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/KkWRIZi.png[/img][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]H O B B I E S [color=2e2c2c].[/color] & [color=2e2c2c].[/color] A M B I T I O N S[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] [b][color=6B8E23]Hobbies:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Singing & dancing; learning foreign styles [*] Sneaking out [*] Rope dart practice [*] Climbing palace walls & rooftops for solitude [*] Planting “tests” to outsmart guards [*] Stealing kisses & jewelry [*] Exploring forbidden areas [/list] [b][color=6B8E23]Main Ambition:[/color][/b] To live freely — choose her own fate, loves, and identity without being treated like a symbol or pawn. [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell][/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/2D13dIk.jpeg[/img][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]B A C K G R O U N D[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] [b][color=6B8E23]Birthplace:[/color][/b] Palace of Genasea, Alidasht [b][color=6B8E23]Current Role:[/color][/b] Princess; Suna’s Chosen [b][color=6B8E23]Past Roles:[/color][/b] None formally, occasionally pretends to be a servant [b][color=6B8E23]Family:[/color][/b] Sultan Raif (father) Sultana Esrin (mother; deceased) Grand Vizier Hafiz (uncle) Siblings: Layla (29), Aslam (27), Fareed (26, adopted), Amir (25), Kahrem (25, presumed deceased), Nahir (25), Saiya (24, adopted), Mayet (22), Munir (20) Cousins: Farim (24), Kalliope (24; Hafiz’s ward, not blood-related) [b][color=6B8E23]Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Rope dart combat [*] Singing & dancing [*] Stealth & disguise [*] Slipping past guards [*] Reading motives [*] Persuasion & charm [*] Animal bonding [/list] [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell][/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]P E R S O N A L I T Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] S U M M A R Y[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] Ranya is a study in contrasts. She is serene sunlight on the surface, but wildfire underneath. Publicly, she is gentle and soft-spoken. Her demeanor seems almost holy. Her steps are graceful, her voice calming, and her presence warm and steady. She embodies the ideal of a “blessed princess,” and she performs that role flawlessly. Privately, she is fire personified: restless, rebellious, curious, passionate, and impossible to contain. She loves to push against her boundaries just to feel the thrill of them bending. She is flirtatious, daring, and surprisingly bold with affection, but she chooses very carefully how far she’ll go. She refuses to be a fool like her brother, Munir. She loves and respects him, but thinks him a fool for sheathing his sword wherever he pleases. Her humor is sharp and warm, edged with danger when provoked. When her emotions spike, the world subtly reacts: heat rises, candles flare, and shadows shift. She has a natural intensity, a presence that feels bright, magnetic, and a little overwhelming. Ranya feels everything deeply: joy, longing, anger, desire. She burns bright, but she hides the blaze beneath silk and smiles. To know her is to dance near a flame–beautiful, warming, and just dangerous enough to make the heart race. [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell] [/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/v2FrXK2.jpeg[/img][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]H I S T O R Y [color=2e2c2c].[/color] S U M M A R Y[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] Ranya was born after a dangerous pregnancy. The labor was so difficult that both she and her mother, Esrin, almost died. Though they survived, the experience left Sultan Raif shaken. He began to see Ranya as something precious and fragile, a child whose life felt borrowed from fate. A few years later, when Esrin became pregnant again and both she and the newborn died during childbirth, Raif’s caution turned into full-blown protectiveness. Devastated and scared of losing the last child who resembled Esrin so closely, he confined Ranya to the palace. He ensured that only family could see her face. He forbade her from claiming the throne and declared that any royal who harmed her would lose all rights to succession. He hoped fear would keep his other children from seeing her as a rival. He couldn’t see the flaw in his logic or how it could cause some to despise her while others adored her. Despite this confining environment, Ranya found ways to carve out freedom. She slipped into disguises, explored hidden corners of the palace, and discovered joy in music, dance, and stolen moments of rebellion. The strange effects she causes–candles flickering, heat rising–remain dismissed by her as coincidence or superstition. Now, she walks a delicate line between love and limitation. She is cherished by her father, closely observed by her uncle Hafiz, and longs for a life beyond layers of silk and screens. [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell] [/row][/table][/center] [center][table][row] [cell][justify][center] [h3][sup][sub][b][color=6B8E23]O T H E R[/color][/b][/sub][/sup][/h3][/center] [hr] [b][color=6B8E23]Companions:[/color][/b] Aisha — a white tiger Azrael — a black jaguar Both gifts from Raif; both fiercely protective. [color=2e2c2c]...........................................................................................[/color] [/justify][/cell] [cell][color=2e2c2c].[/color][/cell] [cell][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/iOmzeu8.png[/img] [/center][/cell] [/row][/table][/center][/color] [/hider] [hider=QUESTIONNAIRE I FREAKING FORGOT!!!][color=FDF0CD][Center][b][h1]Questionnaire[/h1][/b][/center] [color=6B8E23][h2]History[/h2][/color] Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?: [color=6B8E23]I was smothered. Every step I took was shadowed by guards, every meal tasted for poison, every gown woven with the weight of my father’s grief. I was nurtured like a relic in a museum, kept pristine, kept polished, and kept behind iron bars for "safekeeping."[/color] When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?: [color=6B8E23]The high, sun-baked ledges of the palace rooftops. My father thinks I am a fragile lily, meant to sit still in a vase, but he forgets that even the prettiest vine can strangle the pillars holding up the roof. Up there, the wind doesn't smell like my mother’s favorite perfumes, and for a moment, I am not a ghost’s reflection.[/color] What were you like in your teenage years?: [color=6B8E23]Restless. A caged bird that learned how to pick the lock with a hair pin. I spent those years perfecting the art of the serene smile while plotting exactly how many seconds it took the night watch to pass my balcony.[/color] How close are you to your parents?: [color=6B8E23]My mother is a memory of a scent, a soft laugh, and a face I see every time I look in the mirror which makes it impossible to forget her. My father... he doesn't love me. He thinks he does, but he loves the vision of her he’s projected onto me. His "love" is a chain. He guards me like a treasure he’s already lost once.[/color] Do you have any trauma that haunts you?: [color=6B8E23]The realization that my face is not my own. To see my father’s eyes fill with tears of longing when he looks at me–not for his daughter, but for his dead wife–is a special kind of hollow. And Hafiz... he watches the "Chosen" with a hunger that makes me want to set the palace ablaze and make sure he’s locked inside when I do. He is my uncle, but I get an uneasy feeling around him.[/color] What advice would you give your younger self?: [color=6B8E23]Stop trying to scrub her face off your own. Use the beauty they gave you as a weapon, Ranya. If they insist on looking at you, make sure it burns their eyes.[/color] Were you an obedient child or defiant?: [color=6B8E23]I was a master of theatrical obedience. I bowed low enough to hide the fire in my eyes, and I spoke softly so they wouldn't hear the grinding of my teeth.[/color] What is your biggest regret?: [color=6B8E23]That I didn't cut my hair or mar my face the moment I realized he was worshipping a ghost. It sounds cruel, doesn't it? But sometimes I wonder if I’d be freer if I were ugly. If I didn't look like her, he might have actually seen [i]me.[/i][/color] [color=6B8E23][h2]Romance[/h2][/color] Have you ever been in love?: [color=6B8E23]I have felt the heat of attraction, the spark of a dangerous gaze... but love? Love requires freedom, and I have yet to be free.[/color] What is most important in a partner? Describe your dream partner: [color=6B8E23]Someone who looks at me and sees Ranya. Not a Princess, not Suna’s Chosen, and certainly not my mother. I want someone who wants to run into the wildfire with me, not try to extinguish it.[/color] How do you display affection? What is your love language?: [color=6B8E23]I let you see the girl who is tired of being holy. It’s putting my head in your lap while Aisha and Azrael pace around us, or letting you see my hands shake after a long day of being 'Suna’s Chosen.' If I stop being a statue and allow myself to be fragile in your arms, you are more important to me than anything else.[/color] Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?: [color=6B8E23]It was a desperate, stolen thing in the shadows of the jasmine garden. It tasted of salt and the terrifying realization that I wanted more than the heavens were supposed to allow.[/color] Do you believe in love at first sight?: [color=6B8E23]I believe in recognition. Sometimes you see a soul and realize they are the same brand of "broken" or "rebellious" as you are.[/color] What does marriage mean to you?: [color=6B8E23]To the court, it’s a treaty. To my father, it’s a way to ensure my "safety" forever. To me? It sounds like the final turn of a key in a lock, unless I choose the hand that holds the key.[/color] Are you currently crushing on anyone?: [color=6B8E23]No. I have yet to meet anyone who looks at me and sees Ranya instead of a ghost or a goddess. I don't crush on people who worship statues. Besides, my bed is guarded by a jaguar and a tiger. Not many have the courage to try to get past them.[/color] Do you ever consider having children in the future?: [color=6B8E23]Only if I am far from Alidasht. I won't bring a daughter into a world where she is a pawn on a shatranj board before she can even walk. And a son born here would be molded into a sword for men’s ambitions. I will not bear children just to give the crown more toys to play with.[/color] [color=6B8E23][h2]Personality[/h2][/color] Describe your ideal Sunday morning: [color=6B8E23]Being woken up by the tigers' rough tongues instead of a maid's whisper. We’d spend the dawn climbing the jagged rocks behind the palace, reaching the summit just to watch the sun rise over a horizon I’m actually allowed to cross.[/color] What kind of person do you aspire to be?: [color=6B8E23]I aspire to be a woman defined by her own scars and her own victories, rather than a daughter valued only for a face she didn't choose.[/color] What bad habits do you have?: [color=6B8E23]I am dangerously curious. I also have a tendency to test people and to push them until I see their true colors. And I perhaps enjoy the scent of danger a little too much.[/color] If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?: [color=6B8E23]I would have run the night the priests first declared me 'Chosen.' I would rather have been a common thief than a golden idol.[/color] What is your greatest fear?: [color=6B8E23]Living my entire life as a decorative piece of furniture. Being "kept safe" until I die of boredom and stagnation. Also, whatever is burning inside me. Something slumbers and it scares me.[/color] What are your pet peeves?: [color=6B8E23]People who tell me to "be careful." Guards who stand too close. The way the priests talk as if they have a direct line to the gods' ears.[/color] When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?: [color=6B8E23] I want the company of certain siblings as they are the only ones who know the real Ranya…or I want the silence of Azrael and Aisha. Everyone else’s "comfort" feels like a performance.[/color] Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?: [color=6B8E23]My tongue is a blade dipped in honey. But don’t let the silk fool you because underneath these robes, I know exactly how to end a conversation permanently.[/color][/color][/hider]