A girl born to rule, who would die to be free.
Cal is simply not cut out to be the cold, callous ruler her mother wants her to be. She'd rather be outside, among the people, than locked up in this stupid tower with noone but her mother and her minions to talk to. SHe'd befriend the fae servants, but she knows all too well that they'll be the ones to face the consequences should the friendship be discovered, so she refrains, living a rather lonely existence in the confines of the tower.
She's learned to put on the airs and faces that her mother wants to see, but underneath Cal is not and never will be that person. She wants to have friends, and she has a compassionate heart too kind to be smothered, as hard as her mother tries to build up ice around it. She is worried, Cal can see, that her daughters lack of hatred will result in change when she inevitably becomes ruler of Serroc, and that is the last thing she wants. 'Things are run smoothly here, Calamity,' she often tells her daughter, 'Everything is in Order. Like it should be.'
Cal can think of a few things that would strongly depend on the persons view of 'should.'
Besides the small dagger which she wears always in a sheath on her ankle, the dresses leave little room for anything else. She also wears a blue and purple hand woven anklet, gien to her by the small fae child she befriended when also a young girl in the palace.
(ok I had heaps more but I'm disheartened by that STUPID RESET BUTTON so i'll just put the important bit.)
Cal had never questioned becoming the Grand ruler of Serroc until she was twelve years old, and her mother discovered the friendship she'd formed with the son of one of the fae that served as kitchen maids.
The boy had been born of a forced union between the woman and one of the Orderlies, and before she sentenced the man to death for corrupting his body in such a way, he made one final request - let the boy live, his only offspring, even if only to serve.
So Sensibility did, believing she could train the boys mind and, when he was older, send him out among his own people, corrupted by hatred and malice, to do her work.
When she discovered the friendship, she ordered his death, forcing Calamity to watch as a 'valuable lesson' while they whipped her first and only friend, only ten years old, to death.