Divine Celestial

Celestia Dayne, Lady of Starfall, Princess of Dorne, was said by many to have been blessed by the Gods themselves. Born tan skin, dark hair, and with a pair of striking violet eyes that looked celestial themselves. Her soft, angel like features clashed with her strong Dornish blood, giving her what people said was an ethereal look.

As Celestia grew, so did her reputation throughout not only Starfall but Westeros itself. She had always been a quiet girl, an observer of sorts whose expression seemed to rarely change. Her eyes, they spoke for her more than she ever had to. The people spoke of her looks and gentle demeanor more than anything else. And indeed she was beautiful, yet eerie. Like there was something she knew that the rest did not, like those eyes let her see straight through people. The people of Starfall would call her The Fallen Angel, The Mourning Star, The Beauty of Dawn. Those names carried themselves with travel.

As spring came around, the flowers began to bloom, and so did her eight and ten nameday. Baelor Targaryen, in hopes of maintaining a relationship between the Daynes and Targaryens, encouraged a tournament to be held at Summerhall in her honor. Celestia's father obliged willingly, Celeste not as enthusiastic, but out of duty.

Please feel free to comment, ask questions, share thoughts, and more! This is my first time writing in a few years! I have an art portfolio due which will be taking up a lot of my time, but after May 8th I should be updating regularly, if not daily. Thank you!