A distant niece of the Queen of Aurelion, taken into the royal palace as a young child and raised alongside the royal children — a princess in all but official title.

Honey-brown curls that fall in perfect ringlets. Emerald green eyes. A smile the poets have wasted ink on. She is practically the template for the perfect noble lady in everyone's mind.

From high-born ladies to common folk on the street, no one can speak of Rosalie without a look of fondness. She is like a white rose blooming in the royal court — pure and immaculate.

... wherever people can see her.