A slim young woman with a narrow waist, long limbs, and a deceptively delicate posture. Her fair skin has the warm, living flush of someone who works near ovens and open fires. Her face is soft-cheeked and expressive, with large watchful eyes that seem compassionate even when she is silently judging a room. Her dark honey-brown hair falls in thick, loose waves to her mid-back, though several shorter strands perpetually escape around her temples. She moves with careful economy, sliding through crowded spaces without brushing anyone, then suddenly takes up far more emotional space than her slight frame should allow when she gives an order. The unexpected contradiction is that her hands are rough, nicked, and permanently dusted with traces of flour or crushed herbs, while her posture and precise movements suggest a trained dancer. She leaves people with the impression that they have been both comforted and inspected.