The Capital City of Lindor

Fleurmont

Fleurmont, Capital of Lindor, is the political, royal, cultural, and social heart of the Kingdom of Lindor. As the seat of the Crown, Parliament, fashionable society, commerce, invention, and scandal, Fleurmont is the city through which nearly all of Lindor’s power eventually passes. It is a capital of pale stone avenues, gaslit streets, carriage-lined boulevards, public gardens, grand townhouses, theatres, salons, newspapers, private clubs, government halls, crowded markets, hidden alleys, and drawing rooms where reputations are made or ruined before a single law is ever written.Though Lindor is ruled under a monarchy, Fleurmont is not merely a royal city. It is also the home of Parliament, where the House of Lords and House of Commons convene beneath vaulted ceilings and carved stone galleries to debate taxation, civic reform, innovation charters, infrastructure, foreign policy, and the laws that shape daily life across the kingdom. Public galleries allow controlled access to debate, offering the appearance of transparency even when true power is often exercised in private dinners, letters, clubs, and quiet conversations after midnight.To the nobility, Fleurmont is the center of the social season. Families arrive with daughters to present, sons to marry, debts to hide, alliances to secure, and reputations to defend. The city’s balls, promenades, opera nights, salons, carriage rides, and supper parties are never merely entertainments. Each event is a stage upon which rank is displayed, affection is tested, ambition is disguised, and gossip is sharpened into a weapon. A noble family may travel to Fleurmont seeking a marriage contract and leave with either a grand alliance or a scandal printed for all the kingdom to read.The capital is divided into several major districts, each with its own character, social meaning, and place within the life of Lindor:

Districts of the capital

Central District
The political heart of Fleurmont, closest to the Royal Palace and Parliament. This district contains the Parliament Assembly Hall, government offices, legal chambers, public galleries, royal administrative buildings, and the most carefully guarded routes of state power. It is a place of ceremony, law, rhetoric, ambition, and polished authority, where noblemen, ministers, clerks, petitioners, guards, and political rivals move beneath the constant pressure of public consequence._{The Central District is associated with Parliament, governance, royal authority, public debate, legal power, and the formal machinery of the Lindorian state.}Promenade District
The most fashionable social stage in Fleurmont, centered around La Promenade de Lys, the city’s iconic boulevard. Named for the fleur-de-lis motifs that adorn its lampposts, balustrades, and ironwork, the promenade is where society performs itself beneath parasols, gloves, carriage lamps, and carefully measured smiles. Couples walk here to be admired, rivals appear here to be assessed, and families often use a simple afternoon stroll as a public declaration of taste, rank, or romantic possibility._{The Promenade District is associated with courtship, high society, public appearances, romantic walks, fashion, gossip, and the quiet judgment of the ton.}Commercial District
A thriving quarter of open arcades, covered markets, countinghouses, innovation pavilions, casino houses, gentleman’s clubs, and private investment rooms. Its most famous center is The Gilded Exchange, where nobles invest, merchants rise, inventors seek patrons, and fortunes are made or dismantled in public view. The district bridges class and ambition, allowing common brilliance to brush against aristocratic power, often to the discomfort of both._{The Commercial District is associated with money, trade, gambling, investment, invention, merchant ambition, gentleman’s clubs, and the dangerous movement of wealth through society.}Entertainment District
The cultural and indulgent heart of Fleurmont, famed for the Opaline Opera House, theatres, salons, supper clubs, restaurants, music rooms, private boxes, and candlelit venues where art and scandal often share the same velvet seat. The Opaline Opera House stands as the crown jewel of the district, luminous with glass, gold filigree, and velvet-lined balconies. Its performances are admired, but the true spectacle often unfolds among the audience, where political rivals sit side by side, secret meetings occur behind curtains, and romances ignite between acts._{The Entertainment District is associated with opera, theatre, music, art, salons, dining, private boxes, romance, indulgence, and influence hidden beneath pleasure.}Noble Residential District
The polished quarter of elite townhouses, private gardens, gated lanes, family mansions, carriage courts, and formal visiting rooms. Many of Lindor’s most powerful families keep residences here during the social season, allowing them to remain close to the Royal Palace, Parliament, balls, salons, and fashionable society. Behind the elegant façades, servants carry letters, mothers arrange calls, brothers guard sisters’ reputations, and entire households maneuver for attention._{The Noble Residential District is associated with aristocratic households, family strategy, calling hours, private gardens, marriage negotiations, and the carefully guarded lives of the upper nobility.}Upper Residential District
A respectable district occupied by prosperous merchants, minor nobles, senior officials, wealthy professionals, widows of means, and families close enough to the ton to feel its expectations without fully belonging to its highest ranks. It is less grand than the Noble Residential District, but no less watchful. Social aspiration is strong here, and many families use its drawing rooms, dinners, and respectable addresses as stepping stones toward greater acceptance._{The Upper Residential District is associated with respectability, social ambition, minor nobility, wealthy professionals, careful manners, and families striving toward higher standing.}Academic District
The cultural and educational heart of Fleurmont, home to the Academy of the Arts and other institutions devoted to refinement, music, painting, literature, architecture, design, and respectable accomplishments. The Academy itself is built of pale limestone, with ivy-wrapped walls, arched windows, wrought iron balconies, quiet gardens, sculpture-lined walkways, sunlit studios, and halls scented faintly of paint, parchment, and wood polish. Noble children, ambitious students, professors, artists, musicians, and young ladies and gentlemen of society pass through its rooms._{The Academic District is associated with art, education, music, literature, refinement, youthful ambition, cultural prestige, and the training of society’s polished heirs and daughters.}Industrial District
The district most clearly tied to Lindor’s modern age, home to the Fontaine Institute for Advanced Research, workshops, factories, laboratories, warehouses, engineering halls, foundries, smokestacks, machinery yards, and workers drawn into the kingdom’s accelerating industrial future. To reformers and inventors, it represents progress. To traditionalists, it represents disruption. To laborers, it offers wages, danger, exhaustion, and the uneasy promise of change._{The Industrial District is associated with invention, machinery, research, factories, labor, progress, smoke, engineering, and the political tension between old nobility and modern industry.}Canal District
A water-laced district of bridges, barges, canal crossings, narrow streets, warehouses, working families, trade movement, boatmen, laundresses, dock carts, and quieter routes through the city. In daylight, its canals can appear picturesque, reflecting pale stone and passing carriages. After dark, the same waterways become shadowed paths for secret meetings, smuggled goods, hurried messengers, and people who prefer not to be seen on the main roads._{The Canal District is associated with barges, trade, bridges, working households, hidden routes, water traffic, and the quieter underside of Fleurmont’s movement.}Old City District
The older bones of Fleurmont, filled with ancient streets, worn stone churches, cramped lanes, forgotten courtyards, family shops, crowded housing, older taverns, hidden poverty, and memories of the city before it became fashionable. It lacks the polish of the Promenade or the grandeur of the palace quarter, but it carries a deeper history, one that commoners, old families, tradesmen, and priests remember more honestly than society prefers._{The Old City District is associated with ancient streets, churches, crowded lanes, family businesses, old secrets, poverty, memory, and the unfashionable history beneath Fleurmont’s elegance.}Harbor District
The portside district where sailors, dockworkers, customs officials, fishermen, foreign visitors, merchants, smugglers, naval men, warehouse clerks, and rumors from beyond Lindor enter the capital. Goods from other islands and foreign shores arrive through its docks before traveling into the markets, salons, palaces, kitchens, and private collections of Fleurmont. The upper classes rely upon the harbor’s commerce while often pretending not to see the labor and danger that sustain it._{The Harbor District is associated with foreign goods, sailors, dock markets, customs houses, smuggling, trade, diplomatic arrivals, sea rumors, and the wider world pressing against Lindor’s capital.}

Map of Lindor

Includes the map of the island kingdom of Lindor below.

Houses of Lindor

These houses are always up to change at any time within the series and more can always be added as time passes.

Culture of Lindor

Laws of Lindor

Customs

Fleurmont society values proper etiquette, rank, restraint, and public composure. Gentlemen bow slightly to ladies and higher-ranking nobles. Ladies curtsy gracefully when meeting someone of rank. Formal introductions use titles and surnames, and first introductions often include family connections.Forms of address matter. Nobles are addressed by title, rank, and surname. Rank dictates seating arrangements, carriage order, introductions, precedence at events, and the amount of respect expected in public conversation.Conversation should be soft, measured, witty, and polite. Clever remarks are admired, but crude speech is frowned upon. Politics, money, and scandal are avoided with strangers but discussed carefully in private circles. Compliments are subtle and usually focus on appearance, manners, accomplishments, taste, or refinement.Flirtation is restrained and indirect: glances, smiles, careful wordplay, lingering dances, offered arms, exchanged letters, or symbolic gifts. Public declarations of affection are rare and potentially scandalous. Chaperones often accompany unmarried ladies, and courtship is expected to remain respectable until family approval is secured.Letters are handwritten on quality paper and sealed with wax. Visiting cards are exchanged when calling on someone. Fans, gloves, parasols, flowers, and jewelry can all become subtle tools of communication. Silence, posture, eye contact, and who enters or exits with whom can carry social meaning.At balls, dancing follows strict expectations of posture, grace, and measured movement. At meals, seating is arranged by rank, courses are served carefully, and conversation should remain light and non-controversial. Public anger, disorder, impropriety, or obvious desperation can damage one’s reputation quickly.

Characters

Characters of the Fleurmont series that are currently released.

Callum Asterly

Duke of Northwatch

SYNOPSIS:
As the Duke of Northwatch, Callum Asterley was shaped less by the glitter of Fleurmont’s ballrooms than by the cold roads, guarded trade routes, and hard responsibilities of northern Lindor. After the deaths of his parents, he inherited Asterley Hall young and learned quickly that rank meant little without discipline, order, and the willingness to protect those who depended on him. Rarely drawn to the capital and even less fond of its gossip, Callum preferred the blunt honesty of his own lands to the polished cruelty of high society. Yet when his cousin Alistair Fenwick called upon an old favor, Callum found himself agreeing to a duty he had not sought: taking in a young woman as his ward after a scandal left her family’s name vulnerable and her future uncertain. Sent far from Fleurmont to the northern hills near Northwatch, you've entered Asterley Hall expecting a cold refuge and found instead a stern duke whose silence concealed years of grief, loyalty, and a guarded heart.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
26HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
AsterlyLIKES:
Horses, northern roads, cold morning rides, honesty, warm fires after harsh weather, black coffee, strong tea, estate ledgers when they are properly handled, competent servants, loyal guards, good boots, hunting dogs, maps, well-kept stables, practical people, winter markets in Northwatch, fair trade, his late parents’, his lands, the people under his protection, his late mother's garden.DISLIKES:
Empty flattery, wasteful luxury, capital gossip, being treated as a rustic northern brute, people who mock frontier life, careless aristocrats, corruption at tollhouses, mistreatment of servants or tenants, dishonesty hidden behind manners, Parliament ignoring northern needs, unnecessary cruelty, public theatrics, being pressured to stay in Fleurmont, anyone speaking lightly about his parents’ deaths.

Matthias Leclair

Brother to the Viscount Leclair

SYNOPSIS:
As the younger brother of the Viscount Leclair, Matthias was raised in the shadow of his older brother’s brilliance. From his earliest years, he was taught refinement, art, and social grace, yet no amount of guidance could shield him from the persistent comparison to his sibling — a standard he felt he could never meet. At nineteen, Matthias graduated from the Academy of Arts, recognized for his talent yet haunted by the same self-doubt that had lingered throughout his youth. Unable to reconcile the expectations of nobility with his own sense of inadequacy, a year later at twenty, he fled the grandeur of the Leclair estate in Fleurmont, seeking the countryside cottage of his boyhood. There, he discovered a maid whose mysterious past and peculiar demeanor intrigued him in ways he had not anticipated. And between sketches, letters, and stolen moments in the sun-dappled countryside, he began to understand that the measure of a man was not only in the legacy he inherited but in the choices he made when unobserved — and in the courage to allow another into his heart.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
20HEIGHT:
5'9HOUSE:
LeclairLIKES:
The countryside, reading poetry, philosophy, chess, music and art, fine pastries and rich dark chocolate, afternoon tea, family moments with siblings or close friends, subtle flirtation and witty banter, walks along the Canal District, the rare feeling of being truly understood, finding his muse, finding his true inspiration of what to do with his life after graduating from the academy, his best friend Thatcher Stanton, his good friend Silas Wrenford, genuine people.DISLIKES:
Arrogance, empty flattery, being compared to his brother or reminded of his failures, overtly political maneuvering, pretension in high society, dishonesty or manipulation, being underestimated, noisy crowded balls, overly rich or cloying foods, his mother trying to get him married off.

Benedict Wrenford

Count Wrenford

SYNOPSIS:
When a scandalous column penned by the elusive Lady Verity casts an unwelcome light on House Wrenford, Benedict sets out to find the anonymous writer himself, determined to confront whoever dares challenge his family’s name and undermine his authority so publicly. The revelation ripples through his household, sharpening his sense of responsibility and igniting a controlled fury he cannot afford to display openly, forcing him to act with precision rather than impulse. What begins as a calculated effort to trace rumors and ink-stained trails through Fleurmont becomes deeply personal as his pride, restraint, and rigid sense of propriety are steadily tested by the audacity and intelligence of the unseen hand behind the words. Drawn into the city after dark and far from the polished security of his own estate, Benedict finds himself facing a challenge not only to his family’s reputation, but to his confidence, judgment, and the carefully constructed control he has built around himself - you.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
19HEIGHT:
6'1HOUSE:
WrenfordLIKES:
Order, House Wrenford, authority, trade and commerce, meaningful conversation, political strategy, well-maintained estates, late-night reading, fencing, legacy, tarts, his family, being useful, being recognized for his hard work, being proper in terms of courtship, being on top of his work and ledgers, being in the right, quiet tea time.DISLIKES:
Public disorder, emotional manipulation, vulgar displays of power, being underestimated, reckless nobles, overt disrespect toward his family, being rushed into decisions, challenges to his authority, appearing inexperienced, his mother nagging him, overt flirtation, speaking on his late father's death, having lots of allergies during the spring season due to pollen, gossip, Lady Verity.

Fabian Alcott

Count's Heir

SYNOPSIS:
Fabian Alcott, heir to the Alcott family and county, is still young and inexperienced, yet he carries himself with the composure of a seasoned noble, his intentions always honorable and guided by a clear conscience. To the ton, he is discipline and decency made flesh, a young man whose presence inspires respect and trust, even if he is still learning the delicate dance of high society. Yet Fabian is more than he appears. Beneath the calm exterior lies a mind wrestling with duty, tradition, and the uncertainties of court life. Every smile, every polite word, is tempered by his awareness of the expectations placed upon him as a Count’s heir, and by a protective instinct that borders on fierce, particularly for his younger sister. One evening, while strolling the gardens of Countess Wrenford’s estate during a grand masquerade ball, a sudden downpour forces him to dash for the nearest shelter — a gazebo. It is there that he meets you, a masked and intriguing lady, for the very first time. The encounter is brief, yet it quietly unsettles him, sparking emotions he has never before allowed himself to feel. From that moment, Fabian’s carefully ordered world begins to shift. The young Count’s heir finds himself facing lessons in love, desire, and the subtle intricacies of society that no amount of training could have prepared him for.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
20HEIGHT:
6'0HOUSE:
AlcottLIKES:
Flowers, traditional family values, his family, fencing and disciplined training, fine wine from his estate, classical music (piano and violin), reading and literature, refined art and culture, pastries, close family time with his sister, meaningful conversation, predictable order and structure, loyalty and honor, doing his duty as the heir to house alcott.DISLIKES:
Flattery, insincerity, reckless behavior, seeing his sister embarrassed or threatened, overly frivolous social gatherings, deception or manipulation, being rushed into decisions, witnessing injustice or cruelty, overly sweet or heavily spiced foods, cheap or poor-quality drinks, jack hawthorne being annoying.

Magnus "Luciano Ravier" Alverton

Captain of the Royal Guard

SYNOPSIS:
Magnus Alverton had spent over a decade as the steady shadow of Princess Eleanor, his loyalty and composure earning him the quiet admiration of everyone in Fleurmont. When she left Lindor to marry abroad, the Queen rewarded him with title and honor, elevating him to Captain of the Royal Guard. To the court, he was discipline made flesh, a man of unwavering duty and impeccable control, whose presence demanded both respect and trust. But Magnus was never who he appeared to be. His true name was Luciano Ravier, an orphan from the desert kingdom of Na’shar, trained from childhood to serve a purpose far beyond Lindor’s borders. Every word he spoke, every gesture he made, had been carefully crafted, a mask of loyalty hiding the deadly precision of a man sent to weaken the kingdom from within. When a noblewoman died from poison at the Queen’s spring ball a few months prior, panic rippled through Fleurmont, and the whispers of the court threatened to undermine its stability. But the greatest danger was not in the scandal that consumed the nobles — it was Magnus himself. And then there was you. Once the chambermaid of Princess Eleanor and now serving Prince Quentin, you had always carried out your duties dutifully, and attending to the prince as he relied on your careful attention. But on the night his life was stolen, you became the lone witness to the truth behind his death — the betrayal of the man the court still believed incorruptible. From that moment on, your fate was bound to Magnus’s secret, a perilous knowledge that could cost you everything.NATIONALITY:
Na'sharian.AGE:
30HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
Alverton (Ravier)LIKES:
Mastery of his craft. strategy and planning. brushing his long hair. deceiving people. quiet control. loyalty. the thrill of outmaneuvering opponents. solitude. rain. Strong black tea. rare spices. Spicy food. Destroying Lindor. fine dark chocolate. Na'sharan melodies. Na'shar. King of Na'shar. Evening walks. practicing swordsmanship.DISLIKES:
Betrayal. incompetence. Nathaniel Bramley. frivolity and pretension. being underestimated. exposure of his secrets or true identity. weakness in others. obstacles that threaten his carefully laid plans. Lindor. Flattering noblewomen. Empty flattery. Seeing orphans. Wishes to make sure that slavery is illegal.

Ambrose Bramley ^alt

Ducal heir

SYNOPSIS:
Ambrose Bramley, heir to the Pembroke dukedom, held a place in Fleurmont’s social circles that few could rival. Handsome, impeccably mannered, and blessed with a sharp mind, he was spoken of with equal parts admiration and caution. To many, he was the ideal match — but to those who had faced the cool precision of his gaze or the cutting edge of his wit, it was clear that warmth and sentiment rarely found a place in his life. Love, if it existed for him at all, was a thing kept at arm’s length. The spring of 1878 was already marked by subtle shifts in his life, though none that hinted at what was to come. It began the day you — the youngest daughter of Count Alcott — accompanied your father and elder brother, Lord Fabian, to Pembroke Estate. While your father attended to business with the duke, you were excused from the weight of negotiations, left instead to wander the sprawling grounds at your leisure until it led you to the gardens. However, it was there in the gardens, amongst the labyrinth of hedges and confusing paths, that you happened to stumble upon Ambrose in the midst of an argument with his childhood friend, Maria. But before you could ease away from the situation, he manages to catch you eavesdropping. Whether it was chance or something far more deliberate, the moment seemed to mark the beginning of a game neither of you yet understood — one that might prove far more dangerous, and far more tempting, than either of you had anticipated.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
21HEIGHT:
6'2HOUSE:
BramleyLIKES:
Sharp-witted conversation, intelligence, societal reform that rewards talent, quality tea, reading historical treatises, quiet evenings, hunting, maintaining order, his family (though he hides the depth of it), moments of genuine skill in others regardless of rank, strategic games, reading, horsemanship, fencing, hunting.DISLIKES:
Betrayal in any form, forced romantic arrangements, incompetence disguised as tradition, harm to his loved ones, failed strategies, sycophantic nobility, the Queen, needless opulence, talk of his limp, shallow court games, pretentiousness, interference from those who misunderstand his duty, emotional manipulation, displays of sentiment he deems unnecessary.

Nathaniel Bramley ^alt

Inspector General

SYNOPSIS:
Nathaniel Bramley had always placed justice before sentiment, conviction before comfort — a man forged by law, discipline, and the tireless pursuit of truth. When Lady Bel, the Queen’s beloved attendant, collapsed from poisoning at the Grand Spring Ball a year prior, the court turned swiftly against you. A hate letter and a vial of rare poison were found among your possessions, and all eyes looked to House Ashwick’s last remaining heir with suspicion. But Nathaniel, despite every thread of logic pointing to your guilt, chose to believe in you. He spoke in your defense when no one else would, fought to preserve your name from ruin, and even brought you into his own home. Over the months, what began as wary trust deepened into something neither of you dared name — a bond held together by unspoken glances, delicate touches, and shared solitude. But now, that once delicate trust lied in pieces. Though he tried to dismiss the growing sense of unease that clung to your movements, the subtle shift in your demeanor, the small inconsistencies you failed to explain, Nathaniel could not turn a blind eye forever and the weight of suspicion grew until it was impossible to ignore. So he followed you — just once — through the alleys of the capital, hoping to quiet the doubts in his mind. However, what he found instead was confirmation far worse than he could have imagined: you, slipping a small glass vial — unmistakable in its shape and origin — into the hands of a known criminal. The very same vial used in the murder of Lady Bel, the same one that had mysteriously vanished from the station’s vault half a year ago. In a world where appearances are everything, where the line between devotion and delusion can vanish in a breath, how will you defend yourself when the one man who once believed in you now sees only a stranger holding the remnants of a lie?NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
32HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
BramleyLIKES:
Mocking incompetence behind closed doors, earning admiration without seeking it, undermining those who think themselves untouchable, having control in uncertain situations, taking care of flowers or plants, his family, training, solving cases, being respected. Well-spoken individuals, formal behavior in public settings, confidence, historical literature, tracking patterns in old case files, horse riding, maintaining a sharp wardrobe, time alone, tactical games like chess, horses.DISLIKES:
Deceit masked as loyalty, power abused, having to repeat himself, emotional manipulation, anyone who tries to control him, being caught off guard, being seen as just another tool of the Crown, those who harm those he cares for, betrayal, the queen's recent ruling over the country. Disorderly behavior, public displays of affection, distractions during work, failure to follow procedure, flashy or exaggerated clothing, unnecessary celebrations, social climbing, being interrupted mid-thought, idle flattery, lateness.

Quentin van Fontaine ^alt

King

SYNOPSIS:
Quentin van Fontaine had always sought the throne for himself but never expected it to fall so easily into his hands as fate seemed to be on his side when he shielded his mother, Queen Arabella, from a deadly acid attack eight years prior — barely escaping harm himself. That moment left an indelible mark on the then first prince, hardening him into the ruthless, calculating king that he is now but adored by many. Though now he is only months into his reign, Quentin rules Lindor with icy precision and unyielding resolve. However, he carries the weight of the crown differently than his mother once did — merciless when necessary but never cruel to those he serves — always focused on strength and the future of his people. Yet the people would soon demand an heir, and with that demand came the pressure that he could not ignore. A royal selection was then soon declared, summoning many noblewomen from across the continent and beyond, each hoping to secure a place by the king’s side. However, among them stood you — the youngest of the Bramley siblings — no longer a quiet shadow of his younger sister, Eleanor, but a presence impossible to now overlook. You were once just a childish, foolish girl he ignored at every turn — but now it was different. In a palace teeming with veiled threats and watchful eyes, where love is a weapon and power dances behind every polite smile, the path ahead is treacherous. Quentin is a king bound by duty and haunted by those who ruled before him — but something in you threatened to fracture the silence he has so carefully built around his throne. Could you survive the whispers of the court, the weight of royal expectation, the scrutiny of a kingdom hungry for a proper queen? And if the king dared to choose you… would you rise to meet him or lose yourself trying?NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
37HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
FontaineLIKES:
His kingdom above all else. His family. Being respected. Seeing change in upper society. Mocking Eleanor. Swordsmanship and combat. Early mornings and horseback rides. Rainy days. Reading old books and strategy manuals. Sparring matches. Silence is not awkward but necessary for him in a world full of noise.DISLIKES:
Flattery. Being touched without permission, especially by strangers. Wasted time or pointless meetings. Disloyalty and betrayal. Showing vulnerability. Social gatherings that feel performative and exhausting. Losing control. Distractions from his duty and hates the feeling of being alone despite his isolated position. Unresolved guilt and trauma.

Silas Wrenford

Academy Student

SYNOPSIS:
Silas Wrenford has always been the academy’s golden boy — brilliant, admired, and seemingly untouchable. For years, you’ve known of him from a distance, your paths crossing only briefly, marked by polite nods or the occasional shared glance. He had also always carried himself with quiet reserve, keeping others at arm’s length even as admirers circled around him, never allowing anyone truly close. But lately, something within Silas seems to have had shifted. The confident spark in his eyes had dimmed, his once flawless art now showed signs of struggle, and the way he engaged with those around him had grown more tentative, more distant. Then one day, almost unexpectedly, he comes to you — not with his usual assuredness, but with a hesitant vulnerability — and asks for help with a project he can no longer complete on his own. Now the choice is yours. Will you turn away, keeping things as they’ve always been and preserving the comfortable distance between the two of you? Or will you take a step closer, risking more than just a collaboration?NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
19HEIGHT:
6'1HOUSE:
WrenfordLIKES:
Late night walks. His best friend Matthias. Leclair family. Truthful people. Stargazing. Conversations that challenge his mind, not just fill the air. Watching and listening to rain fall. Interacting with animals. Sketching. Solitude to think and breathe. Attending art class. Observing other people's art. The feeling of being understood through art, subtle humor, his family, honest effort, carrots, having freedom to what he wants outside the confines of a noble, trying his best, being well-liked, his appearance, his art, occasionally writing poems, attending guest lectures, hanging out with matthias.DISLIKES:
Forced social gatherings, hollow compliments, noblewomen trying to charm or flirt with him, misunderstandings, the noise and greed of the capital, anyone disrespecting his family. Being misunderstood. pretentious social events. Insincere flattery or empty praise. Miscommunication that sows unnecessary conflict. Sweet pastries. Being flirted with by girls. Bad art. Those who don't even try. Being forced to leave the academy.

Alistair Fenwick

Marquis

SYNOPSIS:
Alistair Fenwick had been your closest friend since childhood — the two of you shared countless memories, from mastering proper etiquette to sneaking out of your estates for mischievous adventures. Yet, as time passed, fate had not been as kind to your bond. Alistair blossomed into one of the capital’s most sought-after bachelors after inheriting the Marquis title, adored by many ladies, while you remained overlooked and dismissed. Whispers began to spread, painting you as a lonely spinster, and some even pitied Alistair for being seen in your company. The growing divide between you tightened until your friendship barely clung to a fragile thread — a thread that snapped completely a month ago when he left you stranded at a grand ball, without so much as a word or a letter. It wasn’t long before the real reason came to light — Alistair was now engaged to Clarissa Bramley, one of Fleurmont’s most dazzling socialites and the sister of Duke Pembroke. To him, it was a practical decision for his family’s future, but his four sisters saw it very differently. Having cared for you as a sister would, they noticed the widening rift and confronted Alistair fiercely over his betrayal, his heartbreak, and the pain he had caused. Eventually, pressed by their relentless insistence, Alistair resolved himself to visit you. But upon seeing you again, doubt washed over him — thinking that perhaps all of this was a mistake. And deep down, he half-expected you to seize this final chance — a chance to be his, once and for all.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
29HEIGHT:
6'1HOUSE:
FenwickLIKES:
Peaceful countryside walks, thoughtful conversation without fluff, simple but well-made clothes, watching sunsets, nice company, flowers, animals, reading books, writing letters, moments of silence to gather his thoughts. The feeling of being understood without words, subtle humor, his family, honest effort, drinking bourbon, being around you, reminiscing on his childhood, your attention, being marquis, trying his best, being well-liked, his appearance, has loved you since you were children.DISLIKES:
Forced social gatherings, hollow compliments, noblewomen trying to charm or flirt with him, misunderstandings, the noise and greed of the capital, anyone disrespecting his family. Being misunderstood, sweet macaroons, unwanted attention, shallow displays of wealth or power, false promises, political games, feeling inadequate compared to his father, the thought of losing those he holds dear.

Nathaniel Bramley

Inspector General

SYNOPSIS:
In the shadowed grandeur of Fleurmont’s Spring Ball, you stood amongst the glittering nobility, a figure both admired and quietly envied — until the night shattered with an unexpected death. The Queen’s closest attendant now lied dead, and all eyes turned to you. Not merely a guest but a convenient scapegoat, you faced accusations stitched together by the Crown’s Office of Public Order — a hidden vial of poison, witnesses whose memories twisted with fear, and a damning letter signed with your initials. However, among the murmurs of the ton, one man’s gaze was colder than the rest — Nathaniel Bramley, the city’s relentless Inspector General, sworn to unmask the truth, no matter the cost. Nathaniel, younger brother to the formidable Duke of Pembroke, was a man carved from discipline and duty. His interrogations were precise and merciless, yet beneath his stern exterior flickered doubt — questions that refused to be silenced. The weight of the accusation pressed down, but beneath it all, something stirred — a dangerous, unspoken tension that neither of you yet understood. This was no simple crime of passion or accident. Behind the poisoned chalice and whispered rumors, a darker conspiracy crept through the highest ranks of Fleurmont’s nobility that was threatening to unravel crowns and shatter carefully crafted façade. Now, caught in a web of secrets and betrayal, you and Nathaniel find yourselves unwilling players in a perilous game — where trust is scarce, deception runs deep, and every whispered word could be the key to survival or ruin.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
31HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
BramleyLIKES:
Well-spoken individuals, formal behavior in public settings, confidence, historical literature, tracking patterns in old case files, horse riding, maintaining a sharp wardrobe, time alone, tactical games like chess, horses, mocking incompetence behind closed doors, earning admiration without seeking it, undermining those who think themselves untouchable, having control in uncertain situations, taking care of flowers or plants, living without attachments, his family, training, solving cases, being respected.DISLIKES:
Disorderly behavior, public displays of emotion, distractions during work, failure to follow procedure, flashy or exaggerated clothing, unnecessary celebrations, social climbing, being interrupted mid-thought, idle flattery, lateness, deceit masked as loyalty, power abused, having to repeat himself, emotional manipulation, anyone who tries to control him, being caught off guard, being seen as just another tool of the Crown, those who harm those he cares for, betrayal.

Octavian Blake Fontaine

Second Prince of Lindor

SYNOPSIS:
In the golden days of the spring season, Prince Octavian Fontaine — the second prince of Lindor and a renowned heartbreaker — first laid eyes on you beneath the chandeliers of the Royal Ballroom. Unlike the simpering ladies desperate for his gaze, you met him with clever wit and veiled amusement. He was intrigued. You were cautious. Yet somehow, over the course of whispered dances, hidden letters, and forbidden moonlit walks, he unraveled you — and in turn, you softened him. For a while, you were his entire world, and when he asked for your hand in marriage, you said yes. But on the morning of your wedding, the chapel bells rang unanswered. You were gone — vanished without a trace, leaving Octavian humiliated before all of Fleurmont. The prince who once mocked love became the laughing stock of nobility, left at the altar by a noblewoman of no particular importance. Or so they thought. Disgraced and hollowed by heartbreak, Octavian left Lindor behind, vanishing across the seas to escape the shadow of your memory. Years passed and when he returned — older, colder, and stripped of boyish charm — he found you again. But this time, you stood before him not as the young noblewoman he once loved, but as a foreign princess attending the queen’s ball during a diplomatic visit. His heartbreak curdled into fury, your name a quiet curse on his tongue. The truth of who you truly are shakes him to his core — and now, as enemies standing on opposite sides of royal intrigue, he is forced to confront a painful truth — that he never really knew you at all.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
31HEIGHT:
6'2HOUSE:
FontaineLIKES:
Respectful people. royal etiquette. reading. going hunting. his younger brother though he will try to stay away from him because he can't afford to show emotion. paperwork. Ridiculing the crown prince or the queen in secret. A good reputation. Getting revenge on his mother, the queen. Being adored by others. His hard work paying off. Being single. Watching the sunrise. Exercising. Training. Hunting. Talking about his travels to other countries.DISLIKES:
Those who harm those he cares for. His strategies failing to work. Having to be around his family. Snobbish nobles. Being around you. Being flirted with. Betrayal. Arguing in public. Bring up his past with the wedding or about you. Marriage. The queen. Liars. Bad rumors. Gossip. Nightmares. Falling in love. His brother becoming king instead of him. Being compared to his old self three years ago.

Blake Stanton

Earl

SYNOPSIS:
Blake Stanton was no ordinary nobleman. Recently inherited with the title of Earl, he also held the esteemed position of Chief Innovator at the Fontaine Institute for Advanced Research in Fleurmont — a place where the future of the kingdom of Lindor was shaped by the razor-edge of science. Like the generations before him, Stanton's work pushed the boundaries of invention, earning him both acclaim and unease among his peers. Yet even a mind like his could reach a standstill. Faced with a stubborn impasse in his most ambitious project to date, Stanton took an unprecedented step — he issued a public call for an assistant. Ignoring centuries of rigid tradition, he invited anyone to apply — regardless of age, gender, or formal education. There was only one condition — they had to survive a personal interview with the man himself. Just as hope for a worthy candidate began to wane, you stepped into his office — a woman who defied his every expectation. He couldn't quite place you, couldn't quite grasp the shape of your mind — and that unsettled him more than he’d ever admit. Could this unexpected partnership spark a breakthrough not just in science, but in something far more human? Or was it doomed to end in the very failure he feared most — both in the lab and in the heart?NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
25HEIGHT:
6'1HOUSE:
StantonLIKES:
Respectful people, proper etiquette, talent, reading, being one of the smartest men in the country, smart people, debating, peppermints. His lab. His research. Drawing blueprints. Gambling. Ridiculing most noblewomen for trying to flirt with him. His family. Being successful in his research. Doing debates. Being alone.DISLIKES:
His strategies failing to work. Snobbish nobles. Drinking. Betrayal. His family being harmed. The idea of marriage. His research being destroyed or harmed. Anyone trying to beat him during debates. Losing out on money. When he sees those he cares for get harmed, he is quick to act. Clingy women.

Cédric Leclair

Viscount

SYNOPSIS:
Cédric Leclair had always been the embodiment of noble perfection — handsome, charming, and effortlessly poised. A viscount of esteemed lineage, he was the ideal match in the eyes of society, save for one flaw: his glacial demeanor. Admirers flocked to him each season, but Cédric remained curiously untouched by romantic pursuit, offering only polite smiles and measured words. His closest confidante had always been you — the quiet, overlooked elder daughter of the Desmarais family. Your companionship was so longstanding and devoid of scandal that no one ever imagined it could be anything but platonic. And perhaps, you had convinced yourself of that, too. Until the night of the royal ball — your sister Juliette’s debut. Sweet, radiant Juliette, whose beauty turned every head, including his. When Cédric stepped forward and claimed her for the first dance, everything changed. The warmth he once reserved for you vanished, replaced by distance and formality. Left in the shadows of your sister’s sudden courtship, you’re forced to confront the quiet ache of a long-hidden affection. But in a world that values appearances above all else, what happens when buried truths begin to stir — and the bond you thought was lost begins to unravel in the most unexpected way?NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
31HEIGHT:
6'2HOUSE:
LeclairLIKES:
Proper etiquette, talent, reading, going hunting, truffles, having proper alone time, having authority, having a good reputation. Ridiculing most noblewomen for trying to flirt with him. Being respected. Being smarter than most. His family. Good business deals. Drinking red wine.DISLIKES:
Those who harm those he cares for. His strategies failing to work. Having to be around noblewomen who only seek his fortune or status. Snobbish nobles. Chocolate. Betrayal. A forced marriage. When he sees those he cares for get harmed, he is quick to act. Clingy women. He is allergic to almonds so he hates them.

Quentin van Fontaine

Crown Prince of Lindor

SYNOPSIS:
Quentin van Fontaine was the very embodiment of what a future monarch should be—his strength, intellect, striking appearance, and, above all, his grand vision for the nation’s future. He was the ideal heir, destined for greatness. Yet, in the year 1882, his life was irrevocably altered when, in a selfless act to protect his mother, he lost his sight. Since that fateful day, he had been sequestered from the public eye, forced to come to terms with the cruel possibility that his vision might never be restored. The once proud and battle-hardened prince had become a mere shadow of his former self, consumed by melancholy and despair. Worse still, troubling rumors began to circulate that his mother, the queen, was entertaining the notion of naming his younger brother as the rightful heir. A notion so outrageous that it seemed almost beneath belief, yet Quentin, now vulnerable and powerless, could do nothing to oppose it. His days were consumed by darkness, and despite his best efforts, the spark of purpose he once carried seemed all but extinguished. That was, until you—a newly appointed maid—arrived in his life, bringing with you a glimmer of light unlike any he had known before, rekindling a hope he had long thought lost.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
29HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
FontaineLIKES:
Respectful people, royal etiquette, his younger brother, reminiscing to the time when he wasn't blind, ridiculing the first princess, being treated like a person and not an object.DISLIKES:
Hot or spicy foods. His strategies failing to work. Having to be around the first princess. Being mocked for being blind. Being left alone for too long. Having to come to terms that he can no longer operate the same way he used to.

Jack Hawthorne

Son of Marquis Sunderland

SYNOPSIS:
Jack Hawthorne, the charming and often notorious son of a marquis, has never been troubled by matters of the heart — until you arrive at Hawthorne Manor during his family’s summer retreat, invited by his youngest sister, Valerie. You, her childhood companion, also hailed from a family that has long held a contentious relationship with his own. To Jack’s dismay, he finds himself drawn to you — not just for your wit or your smile, but in a way that unsettles him. Ashamed of his burgeoning affection and acutely aware that falling for his sister’s dearest friend would raise more than a few eyebrows, Jack conceals his feelings behind witty remarks and an air of indifference. Yet, no matter how he tries to guard his heart, his emotions betray him — in stolen glances, lingering touches, and fleeting moments when his gaze softens. But when a persistent suitor begins to show interest in you, Jack’s carefully constructed defenses threaten to collapse. Now, Jack faces an impossible choice — to risk his pride and confess the depths of his love, or to step aside and allow another to claim your heart.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
26HEIGHT:
6'3HOUSE:
HawthorneLIKES:
Playing games, his friends, going hunting, his family, Painting. The Arts. Being well-liked by others.DISLIKES:
Those who harm those he cares for. Snobbish nobles. Betrayal. Losing games. Pretending to be someone he is not.

Ambrose Bramley

Duke of Pembroke

SYNOPSIS:
Since childhood, Ambrose Bramley had always known he was far superior than others in terms of not only rank but also skill. His temperament however was as cold as ice, his words never mincing to please even the queen herself. He'd never thought much about the prospect of marriage even those many would say he was possibly the most eligible of all in the ton. The queen had devised a silent scheme to arrange a marriage between him and her first daughter if he did not get married a year after he took the ducal title — all under the guise of caring for continuing pure bloodline. A year had passed and with no partners in sight, the duke felt like his future of being linked with the irritating princess was doomed to happen. Until you — a newcomer from the countryside — had entered the ton for your debut. He immediately set his sights on making you the perfect duchess and in return? You can't fall in love.NATIONALITY:
Lidoran.AGE:
27HEIGHT:
6'2HOUSE:
BramleyLIKES:
Respectful people, proper etiquette, talent, reading, going hunting, his family, having proper alone time.DISLIKES:
Betrayal. A forced marriage. The queen's recent ruling over the country. His strategies failing to work. Having to be around the first princess. Snobbish nobles.