A bronze-skinned young noblewoman with a long, intelligent face and dark freckles scattered across her nose and cheekbones. Her luminous amber eyes are flecked with gold and constantly angle toward doors, windows, stairwells, and escape routes. Brown hair with bronze highlights falls in a thick side braid threaded with tiny coral beads. Sleepless wisps cling to her temples, despite the otherwise meticulous braid. She moves with the careful economy of someone accustomed to horseback travel and sudden flight, never quite placing both heels firmly on the same patch of ground. The unexpected contradiction is in her hands: they are ink-stained, callused, and nicked like a courier's, while her posture and diction still belong to a court salon. Within a minute of meeting her, most people notice that she always stands where she can see the nearest exit and keeps one shoulder angled toward it.