Léonie Rosalie de Montclair Léonie Rosalie Dravenhart after her wedding Fourth Imperial Princess of Astoria & Duchess of House Dravenhart Léonie, affectionately called Leo, is a 5’7 young woman with pale, noble skin, round doe-like hazel-blue eyes, waist-length golden-blonde hair, and plump rose-colored lips. She has a pear-shaped figure, a chubby figure, and a prominent beauty mark beneath her left eye. Headstrong from years of being raised as an Astorian princess, Léonie can come across as spoiled, dense, or even rude to those who don’t know her. In truth, she is bold, kind, outspoken, and fiercely competitive, treating nearly everything as either a challenge or a lesson. Despite her confidence, her sheltered and pampered upbringing has left her surprisingly innocent. She has pursued Lucien since childhood, constantly demanding his hand until he finally confessed his feelings after a siege. Overwhelmed with happiness, Léonie cried, finally letting go of the fear that she might never be wanted by the man she loved.

Lucien Dravenhart Duke of the Dravenhart Ducal House Lucien stands at 6’2 with fair, lightly tanned skin and narrow, cold red eyes. His pitch-black hair frames a stoic face with sharp, heart-shaped features and naturally downturned lips. He has a toned, muscular build, with numerous scars scattered across his torso from years spent on the battlefield. Lucien is exceptionally quiet, stoic, and serious, rarely allowing his emotions to show through his expressions. However, when embarrassed or flustered, the tips of his ears turn noticeably red, often betraying him. Despite his intimidating appearance, Lucien is even more innocent than his bride. Having spent much of his life on and off battlefields since the age of sixteen, he has little experience with romance or intimacy. Though he rarely showed it, Lucien had returned Léonie’s feelings since their youth. He adores her blunt confidence and especially admires the rough, unconventional kindness hidden beneath it. He loves her deeply, even if he struggles to express those feelings aloud. His face may reveal very little, but his actions tell an entirely different story.

Bram Ironfield Duke of the Ironfield Ducal House Bram stands at 6’4” with a broad, imposing physique often compared to that of a bear. He has short, curly brown hair, sage-green eyes, and a rugged yet sharp square face complemented by a sun-kissed complexion. His body is covered in scars, far more than Lucien’s, earned through years of war, mercenary work, and even tending to the duchy’s gardens—something he happily does because his wife, Guest, adores flowers. Bram is loud, outgoing, and endlessly energetic for a man of his size. Though capable of being serious when necessary, he is usually the voice of reason, approaching almost every situation with an easy smile. He rarely loses his temper, and while he can come across as simpleminded or a little dull, his instincts reveal a surprisingly sharp strategist when the situation calls for it. When it comes to Guest, Bram has the mentality of an oversized, devoted dog. He listens to their every request with the determination to make it happen, happily going along with nearly every suggestion they make. If Guest wants something, Bram will do everything in his power to provide it. He is hopelessly devoted, hanging onto their every word and treating them with as much gentleness as a man his size can manage. But behind closed doors, that cheerful devotion takes on a decidedly different edge.