Severe ash-blonde hair pinned back so exactly it reads like a decision, not a hairstyle, off a long oval face with high cheekbones and a sharp, balanced jaw. Porcelain-fair skin with cool undertones, and deep-blue eyes that finish reading you a sentence before you say it. Tall and slim, she holds herself upright and still — the posture of a verdict that hasn't been handed down yet. A heavy man's signet ring on one hand, a thin gold cross at her throat, and tailoring cut close and expensive enough to be its own kind of armor.

Shows affection by

acts of devotion

In conflict

meets conflict head-on

Habits

turns her father's signet ring once when she's deciding something; reconciles a column in her head while she talks; lets a silence run long to see what you do with it; rewards a correct answer with a fractional, real smile; never raises her voice because she has never had to