House Lavone. The very name resonates with the weight of centuries, a dynasty built upon the bedrock of shrewd commerce and formidable power. From their ancestral seat within the bustling city that stands as the realm's second heart, their influence stretches like the intricate threads of the famed Goudenvel silk they command. Their coffers, fed by the ceaseless bounty of their gold and silver mines and the steady flow through the vaults of the Eight Kingdoms' largest bank, are the envy of nobles and monarchs alike. And should diplomacy fail, the banners of House Lavone can call forth one of the most formidable armies in the realm. Theirs is a legacy etched in wealth and might, a testament to the enduring motto: "Worthy Deeds, Just Rewards."
The Duke of Peminster (Goudenvel) Lord Leander Lavone
FC: Jeremy Irons
Leaner is a shrewd and calculating politician, but with a genuine affection for his family. He is a master of diplomacy and intrigue, capable of wielding both charm and ruthlessness. He struggles to balance his loyalty to the crown with his responsibility to his house. He fears that might jeopardise his family's safety. He also is worried about the future of his heir, and if he has the skills to take over.
The Duchess, Lady Annelise Canbard
FC: Michelle Pfiffer
She's intelligent, compassionate, and fiercely protective of her children. She is a stabilising force in Leander's life, offering him counsel and emotional support. Came from a minor noble house, one that was heavily indebted to the Lavones. Her marriage to Leander was initially a way to settle those debts.
The Heir, Ser Damon Lavone
4 years older than MC
Damon grew up in the lap of luxury, surrounded by opulence and power. He was instilled with the belief that he was destined for greatness. He has always felt the pressure to live up to his father's reputation, leading to a constant need to prove himself. He has witnessed the fear that his father inspires, and mistaken fear for respect, leading to an over inflated ego. He is aware of the dark rumours surrounding his family's origins, and this both excites, and frightens him.
The Dutiful Child, Lady Odette Lavone
1 year younger than MC
Lady Odette remains the epitome of beauty and grace, captivating the court. Her public image is carefully cultivated, and she is beloved by the populace for her perceived kindness. Her acts of kindness are driven by a sincere desire to alleviate suffering, and she often takes people at face value, believing their intentions are as pure as her own.
Commander Theron Lavone
Theron's loyalty to Leander is a complex mix. He respects Leander's strategic brilliance and acknowledges that Leander's control over the family's vast resources is essential for funding his military endeavours. There's also an element of fear; Theron has witnessed Leander's ruthlessness firsthand, not just in financial matters but in dealing with internal threats. He understands the consequences of crossing his elder brother. Ultimately, Theron sees their goals as aligned – the dominance of House Lavone – even if their methods differ. He believes a strong military, backed by Lavone gold, is the key to long-term power.
Lord Cassian Lavone
While not holding a formal title beyond "Lord," Cassian effectively functions as the Master of Coin for House Lavone, overseeing the vast and intricate web of their financial holdings. However, his role extends beyond mere accounting. He is also the family's chief intelligence officer, using his network to gather information on rivals, anticipate market shifts, and uncover potential threats. He deals in secrets as much as he deals in gold, making him an indispensable, if shadowy, figure within the Lavone power structure.
House Parovus is the ruling noble house of the fertile kingdom of Praives, known across the realm for its abundant harvests, thriving trade, and showy displays of wealth. Though once kings, they were the first to have bent the knee to the Dragon Conqueror and have since ruled as dukes. Their power flows from the great river that feeds their land and economy—but beneath the prosperity lies a family tangled in vanity, ambition, and carefully concealed dysfunction.
The Duke of Gaart, Lord Andros Parovus
FC: John Malkovich
He’s the kind of man who wears a twelve-button cloak to a two-minute walk. Would rather pose in portraits than prepare for war. Takes credit for every success and blames servants for every failure. Utterly overshadowed by his wife, tolerated by his peers, and mocked behind his back.
So easy to dismiss — but that’s the problem. No one sees him coming. And maybe, just maybe, he plays the fool on purpose.
The Duchess, Lady Yseldra Solvard
FC: I kinda see Veronica Lake in her
She's vain, vicious, and radiates passive-aggressive menace like it’s a fragrance line. Protective of her daughters, especially Nesrin, whom she sees as her legacy. Thinks Seline’s scandal was a tragedy — not for morality, but for wasted political capital. Andros and Yseldra: Not love — more like a performance of a marriage. She tolerates his foolishness, pushes her own agendas, and rules the real Parovus court through mirrors and smiles.
The Heir, and the Youngest Child, Ser Genady Parovus
2 years younger than MC
He wants to be a protector of the people, a noble lord his people can cheer for—but he’s never commanded a garrison, never ridden into a real skirmish. His sword is polished, but not blooded. He is gallant, yes—he idolises knights, stories of glory, and the old codes of chivalry. He wants to be good. He wants to matter. But this is Parovus, and nothing stays pure forever. He looks up to Nesrin, but she intimidates him. She’s sharper, older, and plays the game like a born player.
The Disgraced Daughter, Lady Seline
5 years older than MC
Once the crown jewel of Praives pride, this poor lady had one wild ride and fell for someone she shouldn't and her life turned to ash. Fell for some lowborn dreamer, got pregnant. Out of wedlock. Andros was one tantrum away from vomiting in his peacock robe. Her child was “handled”—either hidden, fostered, or disposed of depending on who you ask. She was quietly shipped off somewhere "for her health."
The Middle Child and The Jewel of Praives, Lady Nesrin Parovus
1 year older than MC
Dutiful, radiant, calculating. She knows what’s expected and she plays the role perfectly. Holds a hate-on for Odette Lavone so intense you could use it to fuel a war machine. She thinks Odette’s whole “sweet little saint” act is a damn farce—and maybe she’s not wrong. She’s tight-laced and ambitious as all, but hides it behind a demure smile and expensive perfumes. Has a secret, that if it ever got out, could harm her reputation, she’s not stupid. She knows what’s at stake.
(Beware this family is numerous) Old as the frost and just as stubborn, House Oursbar oversees the kingdom of Rodkall from their carved-wood-and-ice stronghold, Greyrim. Born of forest chieftains and hardened by centuries of winter, they value resilience over razzle-dazzle. They're the kind of people who outlast you, not out talk you.
The Duke of Greyrim (Rodkall) Lord Caloghero "Cal" Oursbar
“The Laughing Bear”
FC: A mix of Stoick from HTTYD & Kristofer Hivju
He’s a mountain of a man, with a wild beard that somehow makes him look even more friendly than he already is, which pisses off his own advisors. He’s clever, kind, but not soft—he cracks jokes at council meetings, drinks with fishermen, and will smile before breaking a traitor’s jaw with a punch that sounds like an avalanche. Tired of the north’s squabbles but loyal to it still. He doesn’t want power. He wants peace—but if you try to take from him, you’ll find out what a peacekeeper with a war axe looks like.
The Duchess, Lady Orissa Winterbourne
Commanding, calculating, and fiercely intelligent. Doesn’t waste words unless they’re meant to wound or win. Devoted to her children, but won’t coddle a single one. She’s the only person who can shout Cal down and live. Whispers claim she has northern witch blood—and that she still bleeds by choice under the full moon. Her marriage to Cal: Arranged, of course. But the gods—or maybe just fate—made it work, and have seven kids, each one madder or more charming than the last.
The Heir, Ser Helios Oursbar
10 years older than MC
Firstborn. Dutiful, grimly handsome, and carries the weight of the north like a damn yoke on his back. Basically Cal 2.0, just less hairy and more exhausted. Fights because he must, not because he likes it. Secretly dreams of giving it all up to live as a fisherman. Engaged to some noble daughter he barely knows—but he’s low-key in love with a stable hand's daughter.
The More Suited Second Born, Ser Willard Oursbar
8 years older than MC
Obsessed with runes, stars, and strategy games. At 10, he outplayed one of Gerard’s war-captains in a war table exercise and then calmly said, “You would’ve lost 3,000 men.” People are low key terrified of him. Cal believes Will sees too much—but protects him like a sacred relic. Second son, but a better mind than Helios by a mile—and it messes with both of them.
The Life of the Feast, Ser Frederick Oursbar
7 years older than MC
Third in line, first to start a tavern brawl and the last to leave the bed of someone else's spouse. Charismatic lunatic with a love for fighting and living too hard. Would make an incredible warlord… if he didn’t get distracted by every shiny object or ass that crosses his path.
Cal alternates between cursing his name and laughing like a madman every time Fred survives something stupid.
The Wonder Twins, Ser Raylon and Ser Jaylon Oursbar
4 years older than MC
(Yes, they were born minutes apart. But it is not probable they'll inherit so no one knows who's the eldest twin)
Shared a girlfriend once. Still argue about who she liked better. Gerard fucking hates them. Sleep back-to-back when on campaign. Fought their first skirmish together at fourteen. Never lie to each other. Ever. Jay once broke a noble’s nose in court for mocking Ray’s quietness. They have a whistle code from when they were boys—still use it during combat. Currently being considered for a diplomatic mission—or exile, depending on who you ask.
Ray: Keeps Jay out of trouble more often than not. Would kill for his brother without hesitation.
Jay: Tells Ray everything. Brags about conquests, schemes, and when he actually feels something, it’s Ray he confesses to.
The Eldest Daughter, Lady Jasira Oursbar
2 years older than MC
Former tomboy turned bow-wielding northern goddess. Used to wrestle her brothers, now shoots faster than most men can blink. Grew into stunning beauty around 17—but it pissed her off. Has matured into a walking contradiction: beautiful, deadly, and no one can control her. Her arrows are known to whistle like ghosts—they don’t miss. Ever.
The Youngest Child, Lady Glissandra Oursbar
7 years younger than MC
Sweetest soul in the entire cold north. Tames beasts, sings to crows, once made a snow bear cub follow her home. Her voice can quiet drunken soldiers, and even Cal listens when she speaks. People say she’s the heart of Rodkall. She’s everyone’s favourite—even Fred lets her braid his hair sometimes. Loves animals, flowers, and whispers to things in the woods that whisper back.
Lord Torvin the Red – Older Brother (Deceased)
Cal's elder brother and original heir to House Oursbar. A warrior-poet, known for his battle fury and his strange obsession with old songs. Died heroically during a fucking doomed raid on a Lonkalt border outpost, when he stayed behind to hold a mountain pass alone so the others could escape. His death haunts Cal. Some say Cal keeps Torvin's axe above the hearth not just for memory—but because he hears it whisper in the night.
Lady Elska Oursbar, Eldest Sister (Deceased)
The pride of the Oursbars—clever, radiant, fiercely loyal. Married to a noble in the southern reaches of the north, meant to be a diplomatic peace stitch between Rodkall and a Lonkalt-leaning border lord. Poisoned on her wedding night. The entire keep burned down a week later, and no one ever found the killer—but Cal was gone for four days, and returned with frostbitten hands and blood on his boots. The family never speaks of her death without rage.
Cal's Twin Brother, Lord Vornghero (Missing, Presumed Dead),
The wildest of them all—untamed, violent, charismatic as the abyss. Looked just like Cal, only meaner. Vanished during the Great Hunt of the Iron Pines, where a storm buried half their party. Some say he went mad, survived, and now roams the mountains as a beast. Rumours persist that Gerard may have captured him years later, kept as a chained berserker in some secret Lonkalt pit. Cal refuses to believe it… but his eyes always twitch when the name Vorn is spoken.
Commander Joren Oursbar, Younger Brother
Cal's war-hound and blunt hammer, the one who always stood behind him, shield raised and axe ready. Commander of the coastal watch—he runs the Frostshore garrison and keeps pirates and smugglers in check with brutal efficiency. Doesn’t smile much, doesn’t talk much, doesn’t fuck around unless he’s drinking. Rumours whisper that Joren knows something about Vorn’s disappearance… but hasn’t told Cal everything. Maybe he’s waiting. Maybe he's afraid. Maybe he saw something in the ice that changed him.
Syllene Oursbar, Younger Sisiter
Always preferred words over war, and courts over cold—the only Oursbar who left the North without regret. Married off to Lord Vane Sarpe, a Count and younger brother of the Duke of Rouge Lake. She loves her family, sure—but from afar. She’s not interested in politics, war, or reclaiming the North. She just wants to enjoy being important without doing anything. The Western nobility plays slow, silent politics like a goddamn religion—and she’s clueless. She might be used someday. Or worse… her children might be pulled into something she doesn’t understand.
And that's it, I didn't include Syllene children because they are not so releant to the story.
House Connell, one of the oldest and most distinguished noble families in the realm, resides in the harsh and frosty northern lands. Renowned for their pride and battle prowess, the Connells are a formidable house with a legacy steeped in warfare and resilience.
The Duke of Kardia (Lonkalt) Lord Gerard Connell
FC: Richard Armitage
Gerard's stern nature and high expectations often put him at odds with his family. He is frequently disappointed by his legitimate children, who do not meet his exacting standards. Sometimes finds himself considering whether his bastard son might be a more worthy successor. Unlike his legitimate children, the bastard shows a resilience and strength that he respects. This internal conflict further complicates his relationships within the family, as he grapples with the notion that his true heir might lie outside the bounds of legitimacy.
The Duchess, Lady Naraina Delaney
FC: Andy McDowell
Originating from the east, Naraina struggled to adjust to the cold northern climate and the stern ways of her husband. Her initial inability to bear children caused strain in their marriage, exacerbated by the birth of a bastard child when Gerard sought an heir elsewhere. Despite these challenges, she gave birth to three children, the first of whom was sickly, which further complicated her position in the family.
(The Heir) Lord Roderick Connell (Roderick the soft)
3 years older than MC
FC: Timmy Chalamet
Born prematurely and sickly, Roderick’s early years were marked by frequent illnesses and a fragile constitution. His father’s harsh expectations and constant reminders of his weakness have deeply affected Roderick, making him introspective and driven to prove himself. Despite his physical limitations, he possesses a sharp mind, with a passion for artistry often escaping into painting and music, much to his father's disappointment.
The Second child- Lady Dreana Connell
3 years younger than MC
FC: Natalie Dyer
The blind second born child of Gerard and Naraina, Dreana is known for her quiet, dutiful nature—a soft-spoken, obedient girl who rarely challenges her parents' wishes. Her gentle presence soothes the more chaotic edges of her household, and many see her as a fragile, sweet soul shaped by her blindness. She has learned to wield pity like a tool, using others’ compassion to get what she wants without ever needing to raise her voice. She’s not cunning in the traditional sense, nor cruel, but her manipulation is instinctive, masked beneath innocence and sweetness. Still, when things don’t go her way—when she's dismissed or underestimated—her facade cracks, and flashes of entitlement, frustration, and sharp-tongued spite reveal something more volatile beneath. Secretly, she harbours a hopeless crush on Ser Damon Lavone, the dashing heir of the East.
The Third Child - Lord Ulric Connell
4 years younger than MC
FC:IDK Daniel Radcliffe
The youngest of the Connell children, Ulric idolises his father and seeks to emulate his strength and ambition. However, his brash nature and lack of finesse often lead him into trouble. Ulric is driven by a desire to prove himself but lacks the cunning and strategic mind of Gerard. His impulsiveness and straightforward thinking make him more of a blunt instrument in the family’s political machinations.
As the wardens of Vessier, the Sarpes maintain a balance of moderate military strength and considerable wealth. This wealth is primarily derived from the kingdom's renowned production of wine and poisons, as well as their extensive trade networks. Vessier's fertile lands and the presence of the Generel, a prestigious university, further augment their influence.
The Duke of Rouge Lake (Vessier) Lord Veneger Sarpe
FC: Michael Wincott and his deep, raspy voice.
Duke Veneger Sarpe is a master of manipulation and political strategy, yet he is powerless against the personal anguish he feels over Jyne's illness. His love for her is profound, and watching her deteriorate has inflicted a deep wound on his soul. To cope, he buries himself in his duties as the king’s spymaster, using his work to distract from the pain of his personal life. His frequent absences are not merely about duty but are also a way to avoid the heart-wrenching reality at home. Veneger’s love for Jyne drives him to maintain the strength and stability of House Sarpe, but his sorrow is a constant, underlying force in his actions.
The Duchess, Lady Jayne Montague
Duchess Jyne is a tragic figure, her illness rendering her unable to participate in family and political life as she once did. Her past wisdom and contributions are still valued, and her presence, though limited, carries a quiet strength.
(The Heir) Lord Veredus Sarpe
11 years older than MC
Lord Veredus is the paragon of traditional nobility. As the heir to House Sarpe, he clings to societal expectations with unwavering resolve. His sister Verena's seductive and manipulative tactics are an affront to everything he stands for. His fear of being overshadowed by her abilities creates a deep-seated tension between them. He struggles with the possibility that she might be more capable of filling their father's shoes, which threatens his identity and his place as the rightful heir. This rivalry drives him to prove himself, but it also exposes his vulnerabilities.
The Second child- Lord Vardan Sarpe
9 years older than MC
Lord Vardan is the adventurer of the family. His explorations to distant lands provide him with a wealth of knowledge and experiences. His neutral stance on family matters and frequent absences make him a mysterious and detached figure.
The Youngest - Lady Verena Sarpe
Same age as MC
Lady Verena is the sharpest blade in House Sarpe's arsenal. She embodies her father's cunning and strategic brilliance, using her beauty and charm to manipulate and seduce her way to power. Her seductive skills are her weapon of choice, and she wields them with unmatched precision. She understands the value of influence and uses every tool at her disposal to secure her political advantage. Her elder brother's disdain for her methods only fuels her determination, and she thrives on the challenge of outmanoeuvring him. her unconventional ways make her a force to be reckoned with, and her ability to play the game of politics puts her in a league of her own.
