CROWN IMPERIAL — “MAJESTY, POWER”; TAYLOR SWIFT is VICTORIA ROMANOV, a THREE HUNDRED NINETY EIGHT year old WARLOCK. She is said to be STRONG-WILLED but UNPRINCIPLED as well. Let us welcome THE UNPREDICTABLE into the Institute with open arms.
born in saint petersburg, victoria found herself alone in a world she did not understand, possessing abilities she had no idea how to control. it has been a tough challenge for her, the chances to make it out alive were low but she was a quick study and, lucky for her, she was merciless. it didn’t take long until she moved to the moscow, a city she holds dearly, and slowly became the best version of herself.
she learned that if you truly want to survive, you must learn the art of deception and never let yourself be used by someone else. as soon as she mastered her warlock skills, she proved herself useful to nephilim, downworlders and mundanes. she knew that in order to reach the top, you must pay a price and she decided to let go of her innocence and become a heartless mercenary for a while. she did everything she could to build herself a reputation. it didn’t take long until the shadow world found out about her unprincipled way of behaving, she would often break the accords to fulfill a request but she would never accept money, nor gifts. the only way one could repay her was by a blood oath. she would do whatever you ask her to do only if you sign a contract that said you owe her a favor. some got it easy, they didn’t live long enough to pay her back and some had to break their own rules to fulfill their part of the deal.
that’s how she lived until now, she was not an ally, nor an enemy of the clave. she was always hiding in the shadows, offering help and support to the ones in need but never forgetting about her payback.
moving to london was a spontaneous decision of hers, she thought it was the right time for a change and she had been surprised to meet one of her closest friends, a russian shadowhunter that went by the name of illya konstantin here.
personality wise, victoria is a woman who thinks too much. cold as a stone, you might think that she lacks human emotions but in reality, they are carefully hidden. some would call her unprincipled, others would call her a wicked woman. these are only stories that have been told about her. she is classy, always wearing beautiful shades of red lipstick, switching it to nude from time to time. she is a big fan of pearls and diamonds. you could call her quite old-fashioned. at first glance, she seems like a cheerful person that enjoys the beauty of life but it is only a facade that is meant to hide the emptiness she constantly feels. whenever she is surrounded by people, she’s sociable, outgoing and an incredibly pleasant company but she is quite a silent person behind closed doors. one that thinks everything twice before saying it, one that calculates her every move.
she is in love with literature, particulary russian authors, and fine arts. she is a gifted musician that can play every instrument you can think of and she has the voice of an angel, so soft that it could help you fall asleep in the blink of an eye. she writes poetry in a secret diary of hers but she doesn’t let anyone read what’s in there. in order to make sure that she is the only one that understands her notes, she wrote them in a code known by nobody but her.
