Evaeline Targaryen

Evaeline Targaryen of Lys was the sole daughter of Saera Targaryen and her husband, Orenn Rogare. Born in the year 353 AC, she would follow in her mother's footsteps, learning the finer arts of love and companionship for which the city of Lys is so famed. Years later, ambition would see her rise to the council of magisters, a seat she held for twenty years before falling ill.

Appearance and Character
Though she never knew her grandmother, the famed Eireni of Lys, many commented upon the familiar resemblance. Though relatively petite, standing barely over 5'5" at maturity, Evaeline's silhouette boasted an hourglass most could only envy. As her hair shone a silky pale blonde and her eyes smoldered lavender, complemented by high cheek bones and an angular jaw, few could doubt her Targaryen ancestry despite the commonality of similarly Valyrian features in the city.

She may have been her grandmother in appearance, but in character, she was every bit her mother, the late Saera of Lys. She was driven, tempered, and had a knack for political subtleties. A proud woman, and firmly rooted in her lineage, Evaeline sought for little else than to see her family rise once more among the eschelons of the Free City. With her sharp wit and uncanny ability to read the motives and underlying emotions of those with whom she interacted, she was well equipped, even from an early age, to see her ambitions through.

Early Life (350 AC - 364 AC)
Evaeline was born during a period of relative peace and climbing prosperity for her family and the city in which she resided. In Targaryen tradition, the only remaining Leviathan egg was placed in Evaeline's crib. A pale blue as clear and bright as the sunny Lyseni skies with which the girl would grow so accustomed, accented with silver like fine jewelry, the egg quickly became her prized possession. She guarded it fiercely, spending upwards of hours at a time polishing and running supple hands over the textured surface.

For her, though, it would never hatch.

Perhaps it was because of this that she got it in her mind that House Targaryen of Lys, in its present position, was unsatisfactory. Her childhood was similar to that of any other nobleborn daughter. A great deal of time and energy was spent by her mother - and the slaves and tutors sent to work with her - to educate her in a variety of subjects. In order to articulate herself and maintain communication with House Targaryen of the Sunset Kingdom, as well as other notable Families of Lys, she mastered her letters; to balance the books, and oversee proper functioning of the various family businesses, she tackled her numbers; to offer variety in conversation and an enigmatic presence as a companion, she practiced her tongues, and absorbed stories and literature from every corner of the Free Cities and Seven Kingdoms.

Above all, she pursued every grain of knowledge she could regarding the various branches of Targaryen, the lineages and associated tales.

A Dance with a Dragon (365 AC - 369 AC)
Upon the cusp of her womanhood, she received an unexpected visitor. His arrival was heralded quite some time in advance. Long it had been since the city had seen a winged beast, especially one that so reminded them of the Leviathan that had made a home of the fair city. He was handsome, tall, and broad-shouldered, and aboard his dragon, he looked resplendent; a prince of silver if ever there was one. And for one reason or another (for he never fully explained himself), the youth had come seeking her out, to simply to make her acquaintance.

In contrast, she was as beautiful as her grandmother, talented and articulate, and had a voice to rival that of her mother's Siren title. The two fell passionately in love. But of course, their love could never be. Though the visited on occasion over the next few years, he was betrothed to another. When finally he was married, he ceased to make the trips, focusing instead upon his wife, family and duties.

A Shadow of Doubt (370 AC - 374 AC)
For many years she saw him not. Out of concern - though many would argue it was a touch of dragon madness that drove an unhealthy obsession - she began to cultivate a network of informants in King's Landing where she had come to learn that the man had taken post. It was as such that she observed his actions, quietly and from a distance, simply keeping an ear open to the whispers that he was yet safe, yet alive, yet happily living as he so chose.

Evaeline did not allow herself to wallow. She understood his responsibilities, even admired the tenacity that he showed as he tended to familial obligations. And like him, she had her own duties to attend. Since his departure, she had fully come into her womanhood, and with it came the expectations to carry herself as one. [to be continued...]

Stepping into the Light (375 AC - 379 AC)

A Rekindling (380 AC - 381 AC)

Family Tree

 * Baelon "Prince of Lys" Targaryen (305 AC - 334 AC)
 * m. Eireni of Lys (306 AC - 350 AC)
 * Saera "the Siren" Targaryen (328 AC - 374 AC)
 * m. Orenn Rogare
 * Evaeline Targaryen (353 AC - 405 AC)
 * Selenya (b. 381 AC)
 * Aeryn (b. 391 AC)