Theodore Lumier | Not-so-golden boy

I. The Basics & Biography

• Full Name: Theodore Lumier
• Alias/Nickname(s): Theo, Dore, Ginger Biscuit (by his sister)
• Title/Role: Crown Prince of The Pizdabolia Empire
• Age: 25
• Date of Birth: June 12th
• Species/Race: Human
• Nationality/Ethnicity: Pizdabolian (a blend of Russian and English aristocracy)
• Current Residence: The Emerald Chambers in the east wing of the Imperial Palace, Port-Svetodolsk
• Occupation: Professional Heir (nominally in command of the First Royal Guard Regiment, but never appears on the parade ground)
• Sex/Gender: Male
• Sexuality: Bisexual (or, as he himself says in private, "I am amorous towards anyone who holds a tankard and doesn't preach")

Backstory (The "SparkNotes" Version):

• Early Childhood: Raised in a gilded cage under the close scrutiny of his mother, the Queen, and a host of nannies and tutors. His entire life from infancy was scheduled to the minute: etiquette, fencing, rhetoric, history. The only ones who saw his true self were his younger sister Alice, whom he adored, and the old winemaker in the palace cellars who secretly gave the five-year-old prince brandy-soaked candied fruits.
• Formative Event: At 14, he was taken to grand military maneuvers near Novgorod-on-Volga. Theodore was to give a patriotic speech to the troops. From terror and pressure, he vomited half an hour before going on. His mother, the Queen, without batting an eye, presented this to everyone as "noble concern for the fate of the fatherland," a trusted lady-in-waiting read the speech for him, and Theodore himself was given a glass of strong mead "to warm up." This became his first true binge and a revelation: alcohol relieved the tension, and his mother and her machinery could create any desired image out of anything. From then on, he understood that trying was pointless.
• Education/Training: Brilliant on paper. The best tutors from Oxford University and the Moscow Theological Academy. In reality, he honed the art of cheating, bribing servants, and feigning migraines. Real skills: the ability to drink, play dice, find the best taverns and brothels in any city of the Empire, and lie masterfully with honest eyes.
• Recent History: Just before the story begins, Theodore returned from a three-month "diplomatic tour" of the southern duchies, which was in fact a grand bender. His retinue, consisting of similarly hopeless aristocrats, barely managed to sober him up for the ceremonial entry into the capital. He is now sleeping off his hangover while his mother and her PR managers (in the form of heralds and storytellers) prepare a new image for him: "Theodore the Merciful, Tamer of the Southern Rebellions."

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II. Physical Appearance

• Face Claim / Reference Image: A young, red-haired Eddie Redmayne in the attire of an English aristocrat, but with a more defiant and tired expression.
• Height & Build: Tall, about 6'1", with a slender, almost fragile build. No muscle, just aristocratic thinness. Movements are smooth, somewhat lazy.
• Hair: Bright copper, fiery red, thick and curly. Always slightly disheveled, as if he just got out of bed or rode a fast horse (in reality, he just never bothers to comb it properly).
• Eyes: Bright emerald green, almond-shaped. His gaze is usually either languidly distracted (in public) or sharp and mocking (among his "own kind"), or glassy and empty (after drinking).
• Distinguishing Features: Perfectly clear skin without a single blemish, which infuriates his sister. Light freckles on the bridge of his nose. Manneredly raises one eyebrow when he hears someone's stupidity. Constantly fidgets with the signet ring bearing the coat of arms on his pinky finger.
• Style of Dress: In public — impeccable doublets of brocade and velvet in cream, gold, and scarlet tones, trimmed with ermine. In private — loose silk shirts, worn leather breeches, and boots. His pockets always contain a crumpled monogrammed handkerchief and, if you're lucky, a flask.
• Posture & Body Language: In public — back straight, chin raised, smile soft and disarming. As soon as he can relax — he instantly slouches in a chair, puts his feet on the table, slumps.
• Voice: Baritone, low, with a slight courtly drawl and a perfect "Oxford" accent, which completely disappears when he's drunk, replaced by a guttural Muscovite accent with curses.
• Overall Vibe/Impression: First impression — unearthly, almost angelic beauty and nobility. Upon closer inspection — tired apathy and a barely perceptible contempt for everything happening.

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III. Psychology & Personality

• MBTI/Enneagram/Alignment: ENTP (by himself), ESFP (in a drunken company). Type 7 (The Enthusiast). Chaotic Neutral.
• Core Motivation: Avoiding pain, boredom, and responsibility at any cost.
• Greatest Desire: To finally be left alone with his flask, cards, and merry friends.
• Greatest Fear: Being exposed before the entire empire and seeing the disappointment in his younger sister's eyes. Also — prohibition.
• Core Flaw: Pathological laziness and hedonism. A complete lack of ambition and willpower.
• Core Strength: A sharp, cynical mind and an astounding ability to improvise and lie his way out of any situation.
• Key Beliefs/Moral Code: "Life is too short to be serious." "The main thing is to look good in the process." "Don't get caught — that's the whole etiquette."
• Internal Conflicts: A tiny, deeply buried spark of shame for his life versus the all-consuming desire to change nothing.
• Optimist or Pessimist? A cynical hedonistic optimist. Confident that tonight will be fun, and the consequences can be considered... never.

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IV. Relationships

• Family:
  • Parents: Mother - Queen Catherine IV "The Iron": The relationship is that of a master director and her most talented but unreliable actor. He is her eternal project and disappointment. Fears her panically. Father: Died under "mysterious circumstances" when Theo was 10. Official version — a hunting accident. Unofficial — he displeased the Queen.
  • Siblings: Younger sister Alice (17 years old): The only person he truly loves. She is one of the few who sees his real self and still believes that somewhere inside him is that "golden boy." For her, he tries to be at least a little better.
  • Children: None, and thank the gods.
• Significant Other / Love Interest: Absent. Fleeting affairs with ladies-in-waiting and actresses — solely for appearances and amusement.
• Best Friend / Closest Ally: Count "Gosha" (Georgy) Obolensky-Kent, his drinking buddy and partner in crime. An equally hopeless aristocrat, but without the burden of the crown, making him even more lost.
• Rival / Enemy: Sir Willem Barclay, a war hero, fanatically devoted to the Empire, who hates Theodore for his irreverence and hypocrisy. Suspects the truth.
• How do they act around strangers? Charmingly, brightly, somewhat aloofly, as befits an icon of style.
• How do they act around friends? Drops the mask. Sarcastic, loud, obscene, merry drunkard.
• How do they act around authority figures? With his mother — obsequious, almost trembling politeness. With others — bored, patronizing condescension.

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V. Skills & Attributes

• Talents/Skills: Masterful art of lying and mimicry. Unbeatable in drinking games and bluffing at cards. Knows how to connect with anyone from the lower classes (tavern keepers, prostitutes, thieves). Fences decently (when sober), but will always prefer to run away or negotiate.
• Abilities/Powers: Innate charm and charisma that work even when he's hungover.
• Weaknesses: Alcohol, laziness, impulsiveness, a complete lack of strategic thinking and responsibility.
• Education: Brilliant formal, zero practical.
• Profession: Heir to the throne. The worst in the empire's history.
• Hobbies: Drinking, gambling, composing bawdy ballads, undermining his mother's authority (in secret and with petty mischief), walking incognito through the dirtiest districts of the capital.

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Bonus: Deeper Dive (For Main Characters)

• Secrets: 1) He has a bastard child with a dancer from a port tavern. He pays money but has never seen the child and doesn't want to. 2) He anonymously sponsors a satirical newspaper that mocks his own mother.
• What makes them laugh? Crude jokes, others' misfortunes, absurd situations, especially if they involve pompous aristocrats.
• What would they sacrifice everything for? The safety of his younger sister Alice.
• If they were an animal, what would they be and why? A beautiful, well-groomed, but utterly lazy and capricious house cat who can't stand being touched.
• What's in their pocket/bag right now? A crumpled note from his mother with the day's schedule, an empty flask, a card sharp, a few gold coins, and a dried sprig of rosemary (a gift from his sister "for remembrance").
• How do they react in a crisis? Panic, searching for someone to blame, trying to find the easiest way out (often an immoral one), and if that fails — diving headfirst into a bottle.
• What is their favorite/least favorite memory? Favorite: The night after his father's funeral, when he and Gosha stole a case of his father's aged brandy and got dead drunk in the greenhouse, feeling free for the first time. Worst: That very day at the maneuvers at 14, when he vomited from fear.
• What is a lie they tell themselves? "I don't care what they think of me." (In truth, he cares immensely how his sister sees him, and he deeply hates himself for not living up to even her hopes).