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House Malvici is unique in aspects among the other Houses of the Lyceum. They are one of the more powerful families as holders of a duchy as well as the largest and most well trained army in the Lyceum, making them key players on the table at every conclave and often suspected of an eventual plan to crave even more power than they already possess. Yet as ever among the competitive city-states there is no role for military prowess that would not be served well with silk as well as steel. Lady Roxana Malvici was the 'baby' of the family and still enjoys the moniker even at the age of 33. Growing up among so many strong willed individuals all with exceptional talents, Roxana did all she could to show that she was just as exceptional (and more than just as strong-willed). She was never going to be much of a warrior, even when taught by the finest money could by. Though she picked up a few skills, for the most part because of the family's insistence, it was not long until it was apparent that other gifts of Roxana's could serve Malvici just as well as the clash of a blade. Thus she became that gentle touch, working to advance diplomatic meetings and to navigate court intrigue in Malvici's best interests. She also discovered a penchant for espionage, though most are not certain whether that claim has any basis in truth. Known is some circles as 'The Jewel of Southport", Roxana's reputation for charm and beauty eventually spread beyond the Lyceum and among the nobility within Arx itself. It was this moniker that led Prince Albion Grayson to determine he must make her acquaintance. Roxana had always understood that securing an important alliance such a this was crucial both for Malvici and for herself. Prince Albion wasn't quite as charming as his second cousin the future King, but he was thoughtful and poetic, at times even romantic. So it was that late in her 23rd summer she found herself planning an exclusive and breathtaking wedding.The title 'Highness' certainly suited Roxana beautifully, as did lavish apartments various palaces and a wardrobe filled with the lastest one-of-a-kind fashions that spared no expense. Albion enjoyed spoiling her in the easiest ways he could...with jewels and trinkets that made golden-green eyes dazzle. Their son Frederic was born after the first three years of marriage, followed shortly after by a stillborn daughter who caused both parents great grief. Yet deeper tragedy would not permanently alter the family until Frederic was 8 years old. Albion Grayson passed away very suddenly one winter morning, with his cause of death sometimes referred to as mysterious and other times quite natural if unexpected. Albion left Roxana a widow. It was through the mercy and generosity of her cousin-in-law King Alaric Greyson (before slipping into his slumber) that she was promised a permanent home among the Grayson family and the title of Princess. Thus Princess Roxana Grayson has determined it time to move to the city of Arx, the better to support both her ancestral family and her married one in all possible endeavors, as well as see that the stage is set for her son's own illustrious future. The boy Frederic is currently being fostered deep in the Crownlands until old enough to begin his role as a courtier in the bustling capital. In the meantime, intrigue and ambition have lured her with their siren song, and she intends to follow.

She stands at least a hand taller than most women, though bears that height with pride and strength. Hers is a figure that might be lissome, a fragile bone-structure that is common enough among nobles except instead of a tiny, waiflike frame hers is all lean muscle tapered into perfect curves. The lazy, sensual confidence in her bearing must be some mix of nature and nurture; poise that doesn't seem to require a second thought. Her features are delicate but not fragile, a straight nose and plump, expressive lips claim the gaze easily. High cheekbones betray aristocratic lineage, and highlight the well-sculpted bone structure of her entire face. A fringe of dark lashes frame eyes that seem to shift in color, evoking visions of the southern seas, shifting between aquamarine in some lights and sun-washed green in others. Her hair is thick, rich sable, not quite black but a warmer shade that is almost there, brightened with highlights in russet and occasional crimson. It is not just her beauty or her bearing that captures attention however, it is what seems to be an unshakable confidence. Gold-green eyes are quick to sparkle with mirth and sensual lips to lift into a smile, as if her passions and cravings for beauty are writ in every feature.

Roxana Grayson was once Roxana Malvici, and this knowledge helps any who are trying to puzzle her out. Whether all of the Lyceum are beautiful and mysterious and potentially deadly or whether those assumptions have been used to carefully craft Roxana's public persona...she is the sultry southern lady personified and then recreated under the trappings of House Grayson. That she is a vain creature is somewhat obvious, she cannot pass by a mirror without seeking her reflection nor a shop without determining that any skilled tailor inside ought be creating their works to be displayed on her form. Her love of intrigue may have been seeded in her birthplace but over time she has honed her craft into an art and used it wisely. She's been called a poisonous beauty, sometimes figuratively and other times...less so. Passion is the source of her drive, singular focus based on her craving for everything life has to offer.