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Mistakes were made. Once upon a time, Princess Natalia Grayson was (in her not so humble opinion) the most brilliant, shining star rising in the most powerful house, which put her exactly where she wanted to be, ready to take the peerage of Arx by storm. She had the wit, beauty and wealth to do it, and all she really had to do was charm anyone that was useful enough to get her exactly what she wanted. In retrospect, it might have gone just a little to her head. She was due to marry the scion of House Thrax, Prince Dagon Thrax, and maybe she shouldn't have pushed for it to be the most lavish and expensive wedding the Compact hadn't seen. And maybe when the plans for that potential match started to fall through, she shouldn't have picked a fight with her cousin Princess Lark, who happened to be the highlord of House Grayson. And had the power to cast her out of the family and strip her noble title, rank, and privileges. It could have gone better. But say what you will about the once Princess Natalia Grayson (and judging about the rumors of the city, very little -hasn't- been said), she's not a quitter. She still had some favors at court, she still had a wealth of experience, she still had her beauty and charm, and she was able to parlay that into becoming a courtier and joining the Whisper House. The hard lessons of her downfall served her well, and the old flamboyance arrogance of Princess Natalia Grayson is long gone. But the outwardly humble and conciliatory Natalia Whisper? Arx has not heard the last of her.

Spun gold and sweet cream blonde curls fall in a tumble to a point just past this young woman's shoulders, typically artfully careless in their arrangement. Her skin is perfect porcelain with just enough color to give her a blush of life and vitality, untouched by freckle or blemish. There is something ethereal to the delicacy of her features, light and so very distinctly feminine as they are; high cheekbones, thick eyelashes, well proportioned lips and nose -- she's beautiful in a way that inspires devotees of Jayus to create artistic masterpieces that become legends within their lifetimes. Sky blue eyes are vibrant, the color of a spring sky, so expressive as to make hiding her thoughts and feelings occasionally difficult without it being ridiculously obvious. She is above average in height and slender, the lines of her figure curved to perfection, femininity embodied.

Natalia possessed the utter confidence of a woman who knew precisely who and what she was, but that sort of arrogance quite nearly destroyed her. Suitably chastened, she has a newfound respect for the power that the great nobles represent, and is considerably more circumspect about ever picking fights. She's a woman who hass been burned but survived the experience, and while more than one individual has remarked that she's a changed woman, they simply miss that she's far more cautious. There's still that wicked gleam in her eye caught at unguarded moments, that pursuit of new challenges or the thrill of the hunt. She's still a woman with ambitions, but now even more calculating. She still has cards to play.