queen elisif 'the honest' of denmark

• the compassionate diplomat ♡
• “sweet mother, i cannot weave –

slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.”

“]sing to us the one with violets in her lap ]mostly ]goes astray”

• elisif's traits ♡
  • infp, 6w7, sanguine-melancholic
  • compassionate / generous / honest / trusting
  • diplomacy: 26 / martial: 5 / stewardship: 5 / intrigue: 6 / learning: 12 / prowess: 0 / natural dread: 0
• education ♡
  • charismatic negotiator (“a master of persuasive rhetoric and the nuances of diplomacy; the charismatic negotiator is an excellent diplomat.”)
• paths and lifestyles ♡
• poet / bastard
• despite born a bastard, queen elisif conquered her people by the hands of her benevolence.
• she fell for helena, a princess from a faraway land. when their husbands found out about their love affair, helena disappeared without a trace, being officially declared dead.
• shortly after helena's death, elisif is bitten by maren, her vampire spymaster.
• elisif died young, in the midst of a war against the holy roman empire, killed by a stake in her chest. she left as an heir her eldest son, abel, and her little girl, helena.

“sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing softly, gazing in my face with languid and burning eyes, and breathing so fast that her dress rose and fell with the tumultuous respiration. it was like the ardor of a lover; it embarrassed me; it was hateful and yet over-powering; and with gloating eyes she drew me to her, and her hot lips traveled along my cheek in kisses; and she would whisper, almost in sobs, "you are mine, you shall be mine, you and i are one for ever." then she had thrown herself back in her chair, with her small hands over her eyes, leaving me trembling.”