Emiliana Hart

Group Based and Highly Selective Original Character for The Chronicles of Narnia Series

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#LADYOFTHENORTHSTAR : private and selective mutuals only EMILIE HART of The Chronicles of Narnia series. Original Character crossover/au friendly. Written by Katy 25+ she/her. Member of the Narnia Saga Family RPG

Minors DO NOT INTERACT

AN EXPLORATION OF: child abuse, trauma, war, grief, a light in the dark, childhood innocence, death of the young

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The children of Duke Lucan Hart and Duchess Jocelyne Astra-Hart

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...beautiful, and willful, and dead before her time

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STATUS: Closed except for @theenchantingtm LOCATION: aslan's country-saltwood court palace-ice festival DATE & TIME: winter 0001 ac-early afternoon

Emilie couldn't help but laugh as she looked around at all the colorful banners set up in the snow. It was her first time being a human again in centuries, just in time for the first Ice Festival in Aslan's Country. She had been to the ice festivals when she was a girl, at her sister-in-law's court, but (with no offense to Tamzin) it had been nothing like this. The feel of the crisp winter air, the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg, the warmth of the fires in the hearths, the sound of children laughing, and the rainbow of colors; it was enough to overwhelm the senses. Emilie loved it.

She heard the sound of musicians striking up, and was just turning around to look when she bumped into another young woman. Emilie reached out and grabbed her arm, both to steady the other woman and herself. "Pardon me!" She exclaimed. "I haven't quite gotten my sea legs yet."

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The reappearance of the Ice Festival warmed Rayne's heart and spirit. It was one of her favorite traditions during her time in the old Narnia, both because of the special moments with family, and getting to see new and old faces enjoying themselves at court. She would never get annoyed at the sound of children's laughter, their feet pounding down on the stone floors of the castle, or snowballs whipping through the air around her head. She simply thrived at this time of year, and was just as excited as the children to see it back.

Aimlessly, she found herself wandering around the festivities, soaking up all the sights, sounds, and smells of the afternoon. The sound of music had just started to tingle in her ears when she found herself meeting with another. "Oh, dear!" She had managed to startle herself, and had hoped dearly that she had not harmed the young girl when she hit into her. "Are you okay, sweetie?" As she felt the young girl's hand grasp her arm, she felt the need to put her free arm around the girl's shoulders.

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Emilie gave the woman a smile. "I am perfectly well, thank you. No harm done. I just haven't been in a human body in...some time." She paused, unsure of how other people would react to her situation. It wasn't every day that a person met someone who had become a star.

"My name is Emilie. Weeell, actually it's Emiliana but that's quite a mouthful, so most people call me Emilie, or Em, or Emmie, or..." Her voice trailed off. "I'm babbling again." She had always been prone to that, over sharing. 5 centuries without human contact only seemed to have made her social skills worse.

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STATUS: Closed except for @theenchantingtm LOCATION: aslan's country-saltwood court palace-ice festival DATE & TIME: winter 0001 ac-early afternoon

Emilie couldn't help but laugh as she looked around at all the colorful banners set up in the snow. It was her first time being a human again in centuries, just in time for the first Ice Festival in Aslan's Country. She had been to the ice festivals when she was a girl, at her sister-in-law's court, but (with no offense to Tamzin) it had been nothing like this. The feel of the crisp winter air, the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg, the warmth of the fires in the hearths, the sound of children laughing, and the rainbow of colors; it was enough to overwhelm the senses. Emilie loved it.

She heard the sound of musicians striking up, and was just turning around to look when she bumped into another young woman. Emilie reached out and grabbed her arm, both to steady the other woman and herself. "Pardon me!" She exclaimed. "I haven't quite gotten my sea legs yet."

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Biography

Emilie was born on July 13th, 2481, at her family’s ancestral home of Hartsmoor Castle. Her parents were Duke Lucan Hart and his wife, Lady Jocelyne Astra. She was the fourth of their biological children. Her young childhood years were surprisingly uneventful, given her father’s temperament. However, being a girl, and considerably younger than her siblings meant that Emilie was largely ignored by her father.  Before she had even left the nursery, Lady Jocelyne had begun preparing Emilie to be a high lady. A task she exceled at, to her mother’s delight and her older sister’s annoyance. Her mother often remarked how Emilie would make a fine lady of the house someday; and a fine wife to a high lord.

Emilie had an ethereal quality to her; an innocence and beauty that was other-worldly. Lady Jocelyne would refer to her as a “star reborn”. With skin like porcelain and hair like spun starlight, Emilie seemed to glow when happy, and when she was sad, it was like a light had been extinguished. She was the darling of her family, and all of her siblings were quite protective of her. Her eldest brother, Sebastien, at 11 years her senior, was more of a father to her than her actual father.

At 10 years old, Emilie was brought to the family residence at Cair Paravel. It was against family tradition to leave Hartsmoor without a Hart in residence, but the rest of the family was occupied at court trying to make alliances to bolster the army for the upcoming fight; so Lady Jocelyne would not allow Emilie to remain alone and unprotected at what would become the epicenter of violence. It would be two years until Emilie would see her home again.

Emilie thrived during her time at Cair Paravel, even though she was too young for most court activities. She was still welcomed amongst the Queen’s ladies, where she developed an interest in the healing arts. She shadowed Queen Tamzin, eager to learn everything she could. Emilie was devastated when after two years, she was told to return to her mountain home. Her father was dead, and Sebastien was now the Lord of Hartsmoor, Warden of the North. It took a lot more convincing than Emilie had expected, but eventually, at age 14, she was permitted to return to the Royal Court. She would be an official Lady-in-Waiting to Queen Tamzin this time. She also would never see her childhood home again.

Her teenage years at court were idyllic. She resumed her apprenticeship as a healer under Tamzin, where her tender touch was a great balm for many people. She also held a place of high honor in court as her brother’s relationship with the Queen progressed. Emilie served as the Queen’s train bearer at their wedding, the most coveted position amongst the Queen’s ladies as it was the most visible. Emilie had begun to dream of what her wedding might one day look like, who her husband might be. But it was not to be.

A prophesy had been passed down through Emilie’s family for generations, from her mother’s family, despite seeming to be about her father’s bloodline.

“When the blood of the North Star meets the Son of Slaughter,

It will be the second coming of Ramandu’s Daughter.

And when the star is once again seen,

The Heir of Liliandil will not see nineteen.”

When it became apparent that Emilie’s sister Philippa was the spitting image of Queen Liliandil, who had lived nearly 200 years prior, Lady Jocelyne became convinced that the prophesy was about Pippa. Pippa, true to her character, did not worry herself about nonsense such as prophesies. Pippa’s nineteenth birthday came and went in the year 2493, with no sign of the prophecy being fulfilled. Pippa was satisfied that prophesies were indeed nonsense. Lady Jocelyne began to believe it wasn’t about the age of nineteen, but rather the year nineteen, meaning 2519. They would both turn out to be wrong.

On June 30th of the year 2500, mere weeks before Emilie’s nineteenth birthday, she was attending a banquet at Cair Paravel. They were celebrating the recent engagement of Pippa to Tamzin’s distant cousin, Xaden, King of Archenland. Everyone was milling about as dinner was cleared away and dancing was set to begin. Emilie saw a strange man approaching Tamzin, and when he pulled out a knife, she didn’t even think. She leapt between them, yelling at him to stop. Willian tackled the man to the ground, and Emilie look down, quite surprised to find the knife embedded in her belly. She collapsed into Percy’s arms, who had been moving to stop the assassin but was half a second too slow. It took mere minutes for her lifesblood to pour out of her. The blood of the North Star and Liliandil’s heir. The prophecy was about her, not her sister.

Moments before her last breath, a bright light flashed and the North Star himself appeared. It was the first time in centuries he had descended from the sky. Not since he had given his daughter away in marriage. Polaris declared that while Lady Philippa was indeed the mirror image of Queen Liliandil; Emilie was the spitting image of his own daughter, the Lady Ursula. Ursula had fallen in love with the human Lucien Astrid. She had chosen to live a mortal life with him, with love, and children, and eventually, death. Polaris now declared his Ursula had been returned to him as Emiliana, and he would return her to her rightful place in the sky. So while her mortal body died in her brother’s arms, her soul, her very essence, ascended into the heavens. She remained there for centuries. At the destruction of Narnia, all the stars were brought to Aslan’s Country. Emilie has chosen to descend from the sky to be with her family, while Polaris has finally been reunited with the actual Ursula, though he loves Emiliana as a granddaughter.