Name:
First Name: Natalie
Middle Name: None
Last Name: Rodriguez Herrera
Description of Appearance:
Height: 5 foot 8
Weight: 120 pounds
Skin tone: Slightly tanned
Hair: A light, almost golden brown she inherited from her mother that falls well down to the middle of her back in long curls
Eyes: Light, an almost crystalline, stormy grey that she got from her mother as well that darkens of tone at times
Scars: One on her left collarbone and it's no more than a few centimeters long she got from when she was a child
The woman has a thin, hourglass shape with well-toned legs and strong face features, the type that stands out in the crowd. Her nose cuves down gently and points up at the sky, while her lips are small but full. Her eyes might just be the most mesmerizing, reflecting a rather rare, or at least where she was born, cloudy grey that has the transperancy of a well-cut gem. Her movements are graceful and coordinated after the years of strict tutoring. Her father, the king, always ressembled her to a diamond, the strongest mineral that men has found. He always told her that a the white rock starts rough, unpolished, and that after being treated, it ends to be what it is, the mineral that is almost wanted as much as gold. And that she was his diamond, to polish over the years so she could become a fine lady, worthy for any man of value. And in a way, she did, even though a part of her personality is a whole other story.
Bio:
The princess grew up in the palace, but not the one she lived in after being married. Her father was the ruler of a Kingdom wealthy of resources due to their position at the edge of the ocean, giving it access to open waters. She was treated like every princess should be treated; with respect and honor. Along the way ofcourse, she managed to get just a little bit spoiled, but that's nothing too suprising, now is it?
At sixteen, she her wedding was agreed and she was to join the prince of a near kingdom which stood in the verge of falling apart due to the lack of crops and hard times they were going through. He was not her dream, nor her knight in shining armor. Three years older than her, he was snottier than she was, a know-it-all, and always seemed to look down on her, as if she was just a puppet for his amusment. Two months after being given the ring, the wedding came to the two kingdoms and with that joy from both citizens of the two worlds. The two kingdoms where soon to become one with the bound souls.
She couldn't take it. Life in the other kingdom was not her fairytale, and she spend her days wandering the endless halls or just starting at the flowers of the garden, the only thing that brought slight pleasure to her. One time even, she entered the large maze, in hopes of getting lost, even dying there, anything other than this way of living. No, it wasn't even living, it was just a joke of a life. She put up with it for two whole years. Horrible thoughts started coming to her mind, those of suicide. Maybe, it would all be better if her life ended. She was sure the Prince would find another to tourture, a hideous one, she hoped. It wouldn't hurt her, the pain of death would soon be gone after her soul left her mortal body. But, what if it was not her who died, but the Prince? Nevermind that, she had tried two times before, not herself, but she had bribed assassins to do the dirty job for her. And they failed her, but they soon came to their ends, after all, they were not any value to her after failing at what they were asked to do.
How she came here, to the modern world was the day she had finally made the descision, that she would kill herself. She would not do it in the palace, but in a play she was to attend to. The writer was very well known, and one of her favorites. Sitting in one of the balconies, she stared down at what she thought would be her last play. She wanted to be a little bit happy before the event that would bring doom to the kingdoms. She knew it would be bad, but her kingdom wouldn't be too affected by it. Her parents would, but they too will die one day, and they would meet. The comedy helped lightened the mood but her mind was in the slow process of becoming crazy. She always kept the facade though, the one in which she pretended that nothing was happening to her. At the strike of twelve, she was to do it. And she was about to, but it seemed that she was not the only one thinking about her death. With a loud shotgun, the thick bullet had pierced into her skin. The next thing she knew, was that she woke up in a rather strange place; Maybe the 1400's was never meant for her.
Personality:
Natalia has what you can call a very complicated way of acting and thinking. She hates being told what to do, even though that's her whole life. The thought of her husband is repelling even though he is the man she is to spend her whole life with, or so she has been told. She loves the taste of thrill, adventure and freedom despite the caged bird she is within the palace walls. She has patience, like every lady should, but you should not push her luck, for with the power she has, don't even have the doubt that she will come after you, because she will. The girl has a strong personality, but at the time, a woman's word was nothing to a man's of the same power, so that's what brought her to the Prince's grasp in the first place. And she hated him, something that brought a darker side to her, one she had not yet known before that.
Likes:
-Plays, "Preposterous, plays are no thing of the devil, what kind of madman would say that? Oh that's right, our lovely Prince, ladies and gentleman."
-Books
-Blue or green eyes, "None which my dear husband has."
-Being in charge, "Where's my servant?"
-The palace garden
Dislikes:
-The Prince, "Bloody world, how can I be stuck with such a horrible man?"
-The sound of guns
-Messy chambers, "That's why we have people to clean up afterwards, is it not?"
-Being treated rudely, "Well, I'm your princess, aren't I?"
Hobbies:
-Study, "A well-honored princess has to be educated."