Feyre Nynaeve Zephyr
Touched by Darkness
-
“The princess with stars in her eyes and darkness in her heart, you will bring nothing but death!” she cried out.”
— Celia McMahon
[img][/img]
F E Y R E
Feminine | "Beautiful fae" | Old English[img][/img]
N Y N A E V E
Feminine | "Free spirited" | English[img][/img]
V E L A R Y O N
Masculine/Feminine | "House War" | Roman[img][/img]
Z E P H Y R
Masculine/Feminine | "West wind" | Greek
-
BASICS
⎨BIRTHNAME⎬
She was born Feyre Nynaeve Velaryon Zephyr.
⎨ALIAS(ES)⎬
She prefers Feyre over a title, but due to royal etiquette she is to be addressed as Her Royal Highness, Crown Princess of Terrasen. Her parents, however, call her their little Shadow or Hellion whenever she misbehaves.
⎨AGE⎬
She is 19 years old.
February 13th, which makes her an Aquarius.
⎨BIRTHPLACE⎬
She was born and raised in Orynth, Terrasen.
⎨ CURRENT RESIDENCE⎬
She resides at the royal palace in Orynth, Terrasen, together with her parents and her personal guard.
⎨OCCUPATION⎬
As the firstborn heir, she is the Crown Princess of Terrassen.
⎨ALLEGIANCE⎬
Being of Fae and royal descent, she is sworn to Terrasen and its court and is always willing to put her country's needs above her own.⎨BUILD⎬
She is petite in build, yet her long limbs and elegant posture make her appear taller.
⎨COMPLEXION⎬
Her pale ivory complexion shows every flush of emotion, adding to her expressive, open presence.
⎨BUILD⎬
Feyre is petite yet long-limbed, carrying herself with quiet, commanding confidence that makes her appear taller than she is.
⎨EYES⎬
Her bright pine-green eyes are tinged with a chorus of softly woven golden threads around the pupils. They are framed by full dark brows and long lashes.
⎨HAIR⎬
Her long, pale white-gold hair shines a brilliant silver beneath the moon and tumbles down her shoulders to the small of her back in a braid or loose curls.
⎨TRADEMARKS⎬
She is often seen wearing her pale hair in a long braid in the manner of her late grandmother.⎨QUIRKS⎬
She has a way of disarming even the most guarded souls, leaving them strangely drawn to her.
⎨SEXUALITY⎬
Heterosexual, though she has little experience and often hides her curiosity behind playful deflection.
⎨STRENGTHS⎬
She is dutiful and fiercely loyal, guided by a strong moral compass and a sarcastic sense of humor that is usually not seen. She is very protective about the people she loves and can be rude to those who she believes may be a danger to them.
⎨WEAKNESSES⎬
She is always on the move and often difficult to follow, often acting before thinking, easily bored, carries deep insecurities about her powers and her worth as crown princess. She cares deeply and is willing to sacrifice anything for the people she loves.
⎨LIKES⎬
She loves horseback riding, stargazing, and training, finding freedom in movement and the quiet moments beneath the sky.
⎨DISLIKES⎬
She dislikes loneliness, boredom, and fears losing control over her powers, especially when it endangers those she loves.
-
BACKGROUND
“The darkness agrees with me. It asks me to release it, as loud as a roar and as quiet as a whisper. I
remember what my [mother] said long ago: You must control the darkness. You can’t ever give in to it.”
― Justina Ireland
THE SHADOW-TOUCHED PRINCESS
DESTINED TO CARVE HER ON PATH
Feyre Nynaeve Velaryon Zephyr was born beneath a winter sky into the royal house of Terrasen, the first and only daughter of Queen Seraphine Asteria Llewellyn Velaryon and her consort, Sandor Faraday Zephyr. From her first breath, Feyre felt the weight of her ancient lineage and the expectations that came with it. Her mother, a queen as commanding as she was compassionate, ruled with wisdom tempered by steel, while her father brought warmth, wit, and a keen mind for diplomacy. Together, they raised her within the marbled halls of Orynth’s palace, instilling in her the values of loyalty, justice, and unyielding devotion to her people.
From the moment she could walk, Feyre’s life was shaped by duty. Her days were divided between lessons in history, strategy, and statecraft; endless hours of etiquette; and the honing of the magical gifts she had inherited from her Fae lineage. Yet, beneath the gilded surface, she was never content to merely wear the crown that awaited her—she longed to prove herself, to stand beside her parents not just as their heir, but as their equal in service to Terrasen.
In those early years, she found her first taste of freedom in the company of her cousin Elodie. Fiery and fearless, Elodie shared Feyre’s hunger for something beyond the throne. Together, they roamed the castle gardens and stole away to hidden corners of sun-drenched courtyards, their laughter bright against the cool stone walls. They dreamed of lives unbound by crowns and far from court politics, whispering their secret hopes beneath the blooming lilacs.
As she grew older, so did the burdens on Feyre’s slender shoulders. The legacy of her lineage pressed down, demanding a poise and strength she sometimes struggled to embody. Striving always to be the perfect heir became a daily battle. She kept her insecurities hidden behind a fierce curiosity, sharp wit and practiced poise. Yet behind that composure lingered her fears: of the unpredictable tides of her own magic, the possibility of failing those she loved, and the creeping loneliness that sometimes pressed close, even in the crowded halls of court. When the weight became too much, she would disappear into the stables, finding comfort in the steady breath of her horse, or climb to her secret hideaway just above her bedroom windows, where she could watch the stars and dream of freedom beyond royal expectations. There, under the vast night sky, she could simply be Feyre—no titles, no duties, only herself.
Her life changed irrevocably the day Mal was assigned as her personal guard. Mal was steady where she was restless, deliberate where she was reckless. At first, he was a silent shadow at her side, but slowly, through moments stolen from the watchful eyes of court—quiet talks on moonlit balconies, secret sparring sessions, the rare curve of a smile meant only for her—he became something far more. He did not bow to her title but saw the woman beneath it, and that unflinching honesty drew her in. In Mal, Feyre found a refuge for her restless heart, and in her, he found someone worth guarding not because of her crown, but because of who she was. His unwavering loyalty and fierce protectiveness challenged her independence yet promised unwavering support. Their bond—forged in trust, shared struggles, and unspoken understanding—offered her a rare kind of companionship and a glimpse of freedom and strength beyond the throne. Love, unexpected and undeniable, took root between them—quiet at first, then blazing, a fire that gave her the courage to face not only the dangers circling Terrasen but the shadows within herself.
Though the weight of her crown is heavy and the road ahead uncertain, Feyre is just a young woman learning to balance duty with desire, fear with courage, and love with loyalty, as she steps closer to the destiny written in the stars she so often gazes upon.
“I did not mind stepping out of the shadows, did not mind even being in the shadows to begin with, so long as he was with me. My friend through so many dangers - who had fought for me when no one else would, even myself.”
— Sarah J. Maas -
CORE TRAITS
“The ground rumbled and split open revealing the edge into a dark abyss. The shadows were always calling to her. Laughing at her. The familiar strains of loneliness flared under their torment. Drawing in a deep breath, she screamed to the black, “You’re not allowed to hurt me and know it!” Her voice echoed off the earthen walls and whispered back, “Be free. Be fearless.”
― Jesikah Sundin
☾ PR O T E C T I V E
Adj. | pro·tect | prə-ˈtekt
Feyre shields those she loves without hesitation, stepping between them and danger even when it costs her. Her shadows guard others like living armor when danger strikes, even if it means draining her strength to keep them safe. The weight of her people's safety rests on her shoulders, and she would walk into darkness alone if it meant keeping them safe.☾ R E C K L E S S
Adj. | reck·less | \ ˈre-kləs
Feyre often acts before she thinks, letting instinct and the need to protect override caution. She will run into danger with shadows flaring around her like wings of midnight, unable to stand by when others are at risk. Her recklessness is not born of arrogance but of fear that if she does not move, if she does not fight, she will lose everything she loves.
☾ D U T I F U L
Adj. | du·ti·ful | djuːtɪfʊl
Feyre carries her responsibilities with quiet resolve, each promise etched into her bones, guiding her even when the path is cold and cruel. She rises before dawn to practice her Shadowsinger power, pushing herself to master the gift she never asked for, so she can protect others. Thus, the weight of duty is a quiet ache in her chest, reminding her that her power was given for a reason, and she refuses to waste it.☾ I N S E C U R E
Adj. | in·se·cure | ɪnsɪkjʊəʳ
Despite her strength, Feyre often questions if she is enough, if the shadows that cling to her are a curse that makes her monstrous rather than a gift. She hides these fears behind a brave smile and steady hands, but in the silence of night, the shadows echo her fears back to her, whispering the truths she is too afraid to say aloud.
-
ASTROLOGY
[img][/img]
A Q U A R I U S
January 20th – February 18th
Aquarius is the eleventh astrological sign in the Zodiac. It is found in a region often called the Sea due to its profusion of constellations with watery associations such as Cetus the whale, Pisces the fish, and Eridanus the river. The water carrier represented by the zodiacal constellation Aquarius is Ganymede, a beautiful Phrygian youth. The king of gods, Jupiter, became enamored of the boy and flew down to the mountain in the form of a large bird, whisking Ganymede away to the heavens. Ever since, the boy has served as a cupbearer to the gods.
U R A N U S
[img][/img]
Uranus is associated with the principles of individuality, new and unconventional ideas, discoveries, electricity, inventions and governs genius.
Greek deity: Uranos.A I R
Each sign is associated with one of four classical elements. Aquarius' element is Air, associated with communication, socialisation and conceptualisation. Air signs are also considered positive or extroverted masculine signs.W A T E R - B E A R E R
The water-bearer symbolically and gives life and spiritual food to the world. Concerned with equality and individual freedom, Aquarius seeks to dispense her knowledge, and her visions to all.
“She was night itself reborn on earth, a queen swathed in shadows.”
― Claire Legrand
Free-spirited· Mischievous· Reckless· Adventurous· Forthright· Stubborn· Independent· Loyal· Dutiful· Hard-working· Charismatic speaker· Passionate· Self-sacrificing· Protective.
The Aquarius woman is both dazzling and terrifying, all at once. Governed by the Sun, she is strong willed, with a free spirit and an uncompromised devotion to life. Her bright Aqua energies mean she is both intelligent and imaginative, a passionate advocate for her own ideas. She is an edge walker with a wilder sense of adventure that offers her a world of possibilities. 'You must burn brighter than ever because you are a Daughter of the Sun, and you belong only to yourself, not this world.'
Saturn's force field is that of the stern taskmaster, which is why this woman loves to put her ideas out to the world. She will think creatively and inventively. She is very sociable, both a good listener and a great speaker. She is happiest when surrounded by other kindred spirits, the glowing medallion of the sky a powerful influence. She is a free and independent thinker. She will go out and make it on her own. She will push boundaries and has intelligence and imagination to turn her dreams into reality. She is the woman who wakes up with purpose, who shows up and never gives up.
-
POWERS & ABILITIES
F A E
SHADOWSINGER
“The [girl] was beautiful. The perfect combination of light and dark.
You could feel power radiate from her and it was beautiful, but terrifying.”
— Jennifer West
Shadowsingers are a special kind of Fae that have the ability to wield and control shadows and darkness. Shadowsingers are very rare, as the trait appears as the Fates will it, so the Fae that have it are strongly trained and are feared. Shadowsingers are coveted by courts and territories across the world for their stealth and predisposition to hear and feel thing's others can't.
⎨FAE PHYSIOLOGY⎬Feyre possesses the Fae traits of pointed ears, elongated canines, and an ethereal grace and beauty that enhances her features. Being immortal, she is thus stronger, faster, and more agile than any human, with heightened senses and swift healing, and a resistance to most mortal poisons and illnesses.
⎨SHADOWSINGER⎬Feyre's power is that of a Shadowsinger, a gift and a curse that hums beneath her skin like a second heartbeat. It manifests as a cold, inky pool of darkness that coils around her fingers when summoned, or trails her footsteps like silent, protective sentinels. The shadows are her constant companions, always listening and shifting at her command or whispering secrets only she can hear. They are a comforting hush in her mind when the world is too loud, yet demanding in their hunger for purpose. They are an extension of her will, responding to her emotions, her fears, and her unspoken desires.
She can bind enemies with tendrils of shadows or command shadows into blades or shields of pure darkness to kill her targets or guard others from threats. The shadows recognize her as their mistress, seeking out threats and dangers even before Feyre consciously perceives them.
☾ Shadow Travel: Feyre can slip through shadows and reappear short distances away, a form of teleportation that feels like falling through cold water before emerging into another place unseen. She can wrap herself in shadows to cloak herself from sight and walk unseen where darkness gathers - or move silently through halls and forests, whether to protect herself or to strike her enemy. She often uses it in combat to outmaneuver enemies, flank them, or evade attacks that would otherwise strike true. But in other, less daring situations, she often uses it to avoid boring etiquette lessons or detection when spying on her mother's private audiences.
☾ Shadow Whispers: Shadows speak to her, letting her sense and hear things that others can't – the shadows often whisper things to her, revealing secrets or hidden threats. They serve as an early warning system, a chorus of the unseen world that she alone can interpret.
☾ Night’s Eye: She can see in total darkness, and sense movements or emotions within shadows.
☾ Crown of Eclipse – In dire moments, Feyre unleashes an aura of shadow that blots out light in a wide radius, plunging the battlefield into absolute darkness where only she moves unhindered.
☾ Shade Weaver: Feyre has the power to summon creatures of solid shadow and darkness, their shapes taking the forms of wolves, serpents, or faceless guardians, depending on her will and need. She can command them directly or allow them a measure of independence to hunt, scout, or protect. These summoned shadows can fight, defend, or distract, dissolving back into nothingness when Feyre releases them.
⎨WEAKNESSES/LIMITS⎬Bright, cleansing light can scatter her shadows, rendering her powers weakened or unusable until darkness returns. Her shadow magic can feed on her fear and anger if she is not careful, threatening to swallow her if she loses control. If she is not vigilant, the shadows become predators rather than servants, pulling her mind toward cold, detached violence if she leans too far into their whispers. Using her shadow abilities drains her stamina and leaves her skin cold to the touch, forcing her to rest or risk collapse if she overextends.
-
SIGNATURE
“I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.”
— Sylvia Plath
