Queen Florence Rou I

History
When Florence Sandringham was born to the Noble Sandringham house, betrothal plans were already being made. She would marry the next male child born to the Royal family. Florence was born as a twin, a brother. The Sandringham had a heir and were soon to be married into the Royal family. Then, the brother died of cot death. Florence at the time was too young to remember of his existence, but was told numerous times afterwards that he had died right besides her, for they were sharing a large cot. When he was found, Florence was holding him like a stuffed bear, not realising he died. At first, the maids and nannies assumed that Florence had killed him, but when physicians and soothsayers examined the body, they found he had not died in any visible way.

Her parents assumed the worse. Their daughter, the one bound to marry the future heir apparent, was cursed. They did nothing at first. They waited for more proof about it, but the serving people and the parents always suspected Florence. They whispered dark secrets about her and the rumours spread like wildfire. As a young girl, she was prone to outbursts, causing illicit fear in the staff - always thinking they'd do the same to her as she'd done to her young twin brother.

She was always an intelligent, clever girl. Talented in studies and magic. But this did her no good. People seemed scared of her, but like roaches traded insults and hissed harsh whispers behind her back. She got steadily angrier, and angrier about it. And once, during a magic lesson with a hired teacher (her mother was too afraid to do anything), Florence made a mistake, causing angry magenta smoke to pour out of her apparatus. The teacher looked shocked, nervously trying to repair things, but managed to tip the vials and apparatus onto her own hand, the concoction corroding her skin. She screamed in pain, before backing away from the confused nine-year old Florence.

" Demon child. " muttered the teacher, hissing it harshly. People ran into the room, and it turned into chaos. Soon the teacher was taken out of the room, and the serving people started gossiping. Whispering between themselves. This was it. This was what they were looking for. Florence was caught up in all of this. Demon child? Her mind abuzz. Were they talking about her? And then the looks. The dirty looks. The judging. It was too much for Florence to handle. The girl flipped, growling, screaming at them.

"I'm not a demon!" "I didn't do that on purpose!" "It was an accident!"

Whatever she seemed to say, they shrugged it off. Their minds. Their ridiculous little minds were set on Florence being a demon. The girl was then taken out. Locked in her room. Her parents didn't know what to do, and then a strange man offered his services to them. He'd deal with Florence. And strangely, he managed to. He and her had private lessons, just talking. Sorting out issues. Adding logic. All Florence was was confused. And then she started being proud, independent, strong. People still looked down on her, but she put them in her place as she grew older. As soon as Florence seemed to have improved, the man disappeared.

Just as quickly as he came. Florence still looks for him, to thank him, but has yet to find him. She had only a name. Louis. That was all. But life moved fast, then. She started managing to convince people she wasn't a demon. Louis was quoted as her guardian angel, protecting her. But she thought angels were fairy tales at the time...

It was a misunderstanding. People still distrusted her. She distrusted them. But she put on a strong face and a powerful demeanor, and then the rumours were dismissed as drunken ramblings traded from mouth to tired mouth in the taverns and inns. Her marriage to the Prince Alcott was a good one. It signified change for both of them. Both would improve from it, and it did.

When Hana was born, Florence was overtaken with a terrible illness. Tired, ill and weak all of the time. And the young Hana was blamed in much the same way as Florence. What if Florence's demon childhood had spread to her daughter? And these people were in line to the throne! And once again, the kingdom was unsure. But as a young girl, Hana was pleasant, if a bit temperamental. She was accepted. And the kingdom was happy. Florence and Alcott erred the public into their liking, and away from the current King's. When Hana threw her teenage fits, Florence was rendered almost bedridden. Tired, unable to help her daughter. Where was Louis? Of course, he must have moved on. She still remembered the strange young man. But the memories faded with age, but she still remembered the name. Louis...

Hana then ran away, and Florence was still ill. But then, one day, a woman by the name of Hoshi came to them, offering her services much like Louis. When Alcott interviewed her with his wife, Hoshi was quoted to say that she was recommended by a man she had met, Siuol. Florence hadn't seen the connection at first, but when the name was written the opposite way, it spelt Louis. It surely must have been a coincidence, but then Florence was given the letter by Hoshi. It was in Louis's handwriting. She knew it. Hoshi was hired on the spot, and was dispatched to find Hana. When Florence received news of Hoshi's death, she had her body recovered and held a small private ceremony for her, resting a red carnation on the grave. Florence returned ever so often, but every time she did, besides the red carnation, would be a white one. Insignificant in itself, but Florence knew that on the first day she had met the man, he had been wearing a white carnation in his jacket. It couldn't be a coincidence.

Maybe she did have a guardian angel, after all.

Personality
<span style="color:rgb(51,51,51);font-family:'LucidaGrande','TrebuchetMS',Verdana,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:18px;">She's very quiet and studious, and is quite withdrawn sometimes. But sometimes, when she's not feeling her usual ill self, she's a strong,stern force to be reckoned with and can be intimidating if she has the strength. But if she's ill, she's often tired and sleeping, very unsure of things, and doesn't think straight, depending on her husband maybe a bit too much.