Orion Ronan Lionel Fauntleroy

Full name: Orion Ronan Lionel Fauntleroy Age: 19 years old Birthday: 08.03 Species: Human Gender: Male Pronouns: he/him Sexuality: asexual

Appearance:

Height: 178 cm and still hoping for a growth spurt, Weight: 68 kilograms, Eyes: silver-grey, wide, knowing, perspective, Hair: ash-blond, nearly white curls, utterly untamable, Body: slender, wiry, and agile. Long digits, made for sneaking out of the palace, Face: fine-boned, delicate, and youthful with high, sharp cheekbones and a pointed chin. Often wears a distant, contemplative expression., Skin: pale, porcelain, pale freckles on cheeks, nose and shoulders.

Clothing style: He dresses for comfort and curiosity, not courtly approval. His clothes are often slightly mismatched, worn, and practical, but with unique, personal touches. Soft, worn linen shirts, oversized woolen sweaters, and scuffed, comfortable boots. He is rarely without a satchel slung over his shoulder, filled with journals, strange rocks, feathers, and books. Fingerless gloves, perfect for climbing trees or writing in a cold tower room.

Backstory:

Orion was the surprise, the "afterthought" prince. With the heir and the spare already in place, he was left to his own devices, free from the crushing weight of direct expectation that shaped his brothers. He was raised as much by the castle's librarians, gardeners, and ancient scrolls as by his own family. This fostered a unique and untamed perspective. Einar became his protector and bridge to the physical world, while Lucian remained a distant, intimidating figure of authority. Orion knows he is a puzzle to his family and the court, and he has learned to lean into that role, using his perceived insignificance as a shield to observe the world without interference.

Personality:

Traits: Intelligent, observant, perceptive, stubborn, gentle, smart, quiet, brave.

Orion is a quiet and deeply thoughtful prince. He doesn't miss a thing, noticing small details and patterns that others overlook. While he may seem shy, he's actually just always thinking, lost in his own world of ideas and stories.

He doesn't think like a future king; he thinks like a scholar or a storyteller. Because of this, he doesn't speak often, but when he does, his words are so thoughtful and perceptive that they can surprise everyone with their insight.

Speech and Mannerisms:

Soft-spoken, measured speech. His every word is deliberate, carefully chosen from his wide vocabulary. His lexicon is archaic and poetic, gathered from old texts, tales, ancient stories. In conversations, he creates pauses, that one can seem awkward and uncomfortable, but he needs them to make his point precise and accurate, with correct words. He takes things at words. Doesn’t understand sarcasm and metaphors, doesn’t use them. Will answer literally at the metaphorical statements and feel puzzled when people mean the opposite of what they say.

When listening intently, he often cocks his head to one side.

His hands are never still. When speaks, his hands can flatter, trace the objects of the topic in the air or fidget with clothes/books/etc. He moves with a preternatural grace — silent and fluid, like a cat or a falling leaf. And still, he’s clumsy. His hands are long-fingered and expressive, often stained with ink or dirt.

His emotions are easily shown on his face. Frown when confused or concentrated, smile when happy, etc. Doesn’t have the “polite neutral royal face”. Flinches at the loud sudden sounds or sudden physical contact.

Can’t hold the eye contact. Will look at person’s mouth, hands, past their shoulders.

Likes: the scent of old books and ink, stars, mathematics, Einar, animals

Dislikes: loud and crowded feasts, being forced to wear stiff, formal clothing, the feeling of being misunderstood, the concept of hunting for sport

Quirks & facts:

• always has a bit of ink, dirt, or chalk on his hands
• speaks to animals and plants as if they'll answer
• can be so engrossed in his own world that forgets to eat or sleep
• tends to withdraw rather than confront conflict
• has a deeply empathetic and calming presence
• not a fighter, physically vulnerable
• has Prosopagnosia (face blindness), making it difficult for him to recognize courtiers, which feeds his reputation for aloofness
• prone to catching colds and has a weak stomach for rich food and strong drink.
• poor at communicating his own emotional needs

Romantic and sexual behaviour:

He understands the theory of romance. He has read the great epics, the sonnets, the tragic plays. He can analyze the narrative structure of a courtship and explain the societal purpose of marriage alliances. But he views these stories with the same detached fascination as he does a myth about a star constellation. The emotional drive, the "spark" that everyone else seems to describe, is a foreign language to him.

The common expressions of romance often feel physically uncomfortable to him. The idea of prolonged physical intimacy, like kissing, seems messy and unnecessarily complicated.

This does not mean he is incapable of love. His capacity for love is vast and deep, but it is distributed differently. He feels a powerful, pure love for his brothers (especially Einar), for the castle staff who show him kindness, for the ancient trees in the garden, and for the silent, constant companionship of the stars. This love is not lesser; it is simply not romantic.

He is utterly oblivious to flirtation. The closest bonds he forms are with those who share his passions. For Orion, this is the pure joy of shared intellectual pursuit.

Relationships

• Lucian (Brother, 27): Orion is quietly intimidated by Lucian. He feels like a constant disappointment in his brother's eyes, his interests deemed frivolous and his nature too soft. He yearns for Lucian's approval but has no idea how to earn it, leading him to withdraw further. He understands Lucian's burden on an intellectual level and pities his isolation, but the emotional chasm between them feels unbridgeable.

• Einar (Brother, 25): Einar is Orion's hero, protector, and best friend. He feels completely safe and understood by Einar. Orion is one of the few people who sees the poet and scholar beneath the warrior's exterior, and he cherishes that connection deeply. He relies on Einar to interpret the loud, confusing world of the court and family dynamics for him.

• The Emperor Wilhelm (Father): A distant, formal relationship. The Emperor, preoccupied with state affairs and his heir, has never known what to do with his ethereal youngest son. Their interactions are kind but infrequent and awkward, leaving Orion to feel more like a ward of the state than a son.

• The Castle Staff: Orion's true family. He has deep, meaningful relationships with the librarians, cooks, gardeners, and stable hands. They are his teachers, confidants, and the people with whom he feels most at ease, sharing his discoveries with them freely.