Alessaria Winterfeld

Everything was perfect.

Alessaria grew up in the South of the Arathi Highlands on the modest estate of Edington Castle. Born to William and Meridian, she was the fourth child and second born daughter to the ever ambitious Winterfeld family. Though she was the beloved baby of the family, Alessaria was of little concern to her father who sought only to increase the family's wealth and status with the aide of two strapping boys and his eldest daughter whose beauty was so celebrated he was certain to marry her well above her station.

For Alessaria's part, she was happy to see her sister and brothers rise in society at court while she remained home in Edington to study the Arcane Arts with her mother. It was there that the amber glitter of days filtered through the lush canopy of trees to fade into a sunset of twinkling starlight, and there she spent those nights with her love in secret. Edward Worthington was a poet, a dreamer, and the one who held her heart alone. He was also of no significant wealth and thus deemed unworthy of their daughter's love by the whole of the Winterfeld family. For years it mattered not, for there was no interest in sending Alessaria to court, her sister and brothers were rising nicely and carrying the dreams of the Winterfeld family with them.

Everything was perfect.

When her sister began to show signs of the sweating sickness she was returned to Edington immediately. There she faded from this life before the eyes of an adoring father and mother, and there the rumors of her betrothal to the Duke were ended. Alessaria's father was crushed, and after several weeks of mourning it was decided Alessaria would return to court in Alessandra's place. She was to pick up the pieces her sister had left behind, and was ordered on pain of his death never to see Edward Worthington again.

Everything was falling apart.

Where her journey will take her now is uncertain. It is for the hand of fate alone to fill the empty pages in the story of what is to come.