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Name: Alistair John Cavendish
Alias: Al. Your Highness.
Gender: Cismale
Species: Human
Age: 21
Birthday: Sep 15th
Height: 5” 6’ft
Zodiac: Virgo
Home: Exilum Empire
Religion: Christianity.
Sexuality: Gay - Closeted.
Mother: Bonnie Mai Cavendish (Nee Andor.)
Father: Caspian Ernest Cavendish
Siblings: Sister & younger Brother.
Handedness: Right
Language: English
Alignment: Naturally GoodOccupation: Prince
Kingdom: Exilum Empire
Reputation: Withdrawn
Skin Tone: Pale
Complexion: Freckled
Eyes: Green
Hair: Blonde
Scent: Sandalwood.
Figure: Thin.
Distinctive markings: Scar on right shoulder
Health: 100%
Mental state: 85%
Personality: Kind, compassionate, withdrawn, secretive, charming.
"Duty and honour above wants and desires..." The words a mantra to the young prince as he aged-- the needs of his kingdom and his people over his own. The price to pay for such a lofty title. A title he had not asked for. The oldest son of the King and Queen a crown had been placed upon the young mans head from the moment his mother announced her pregnancy. The next in line to sit upon his fathers throne; such high expectations from womb to death. Unlike his younger brother Alistair grew up learning of the roles and responsibilities that came with being king; while his siblings played in the yard he studied with the royal librarian and honed skills befitting a king. Not afforded the experience of skinned knees and impolite manners, his birthdays lavish parties that included various dignitaries and eligible princess. His hand had been promised to a beautiful young woman from the tender age of 14 and they would be wed by the time she turned twenty-- only two short years left. While the thought filled the young Prince with dread and despair he would fulfil his duty as heir and as a good son and prince. He respected his mother and father and loved the kingdom of Exilum, he wanted to be the son they desired and take over from his father who had always been a kind and generous king. It was duty and honour over wants and desires after all.
Only his sister really knew the truth of the future king and his wicked desires. The middle child and Alistair's closes confident; the two siblings had been inseparable since the moment she had been born and there was little they kept from one another. Because the truth of the matter was that Alistair for all his bluster and charm had little to no interest in the fair maidens and pretty princess' that walked the halls of the palace. Despite his father proclaiming him to be quite the ladies man when attending balls and entraining the common folk. Instead Alistair's eyes were always drawn to the knights-- his desires chiseled chests over softs bosoms, of sharp features and hair prickled chins over delicate skin. He lusted for callus hands and heavy bodies; to feel small and vulnerable in the presence of another man. While he outwardly showed an interest in women, only he and his sister knew the truth that deep down Alistair preferred the company of men. A sin though, something to be hidden and disregarded, feeling to be quelled and ignored, if his father knew-- if the kingdom knew he would be stripped of his title and disowned. Cast out of the kingdom and punished for his wicked desires, the thought always brought a lump to his throat and made his blood run cold. It would never be allowed.
"Duty and honour over wants and desires." He would remind himself each time he felt the desire creep into his heart. He would be a fine king like his father and marry the woman that had been chosen for him; he would learn to quell his feeling and be the man his kingdom needed.
Personality:While secretive and slightly reserved when alone, to the rest of his family and the folks of his Kingdom Alistair's was known to be a kind and compassionate young man who exuded confidence and charm. He was often surrounded by young ladies and had a soft demeanour about him; he was known to be very charitable and made friends easily amongst his fellow Royals. Deep down however, Alistair was conflicted and often depressed, the weight of the crown and responsibility weighed heavily on his head and heart. He wanted to be a good son and follow in his father footsteps but his desire for companionship of the same sex often left him feel disconnected from his family and for brief moments he wished to have the burden of responsibility removed from his shoulders. As the first born son and the heir to the throne he was expected to be strong and not show vulnerability; after his mother and father he was the pilar of his family and must be seen as such. However he desired to be held and show vulnerability with his emotions with another. He had always been kind even as a child; she thrived in social situations and had a head for stratagising and was a true diplomat.His Secret:While on the outside Alistair was known to be quite popular amongst the ladies and his father had often boasted that had he not already promised his son to another; he would have no trouble in finding a wife. Alistair was secretly closeted and often retired to his bed and thought of the men in his kings guard and the smith who fashioned his swords in the darkness of his room, the shadows on his sheets often those of muscular bodies and prickly faces. While his sister was aware of his feeling and desires, after he had confessed at the age of 15 to her that he had found the Prince of Marketh to be quite beguiling and was envious that his sister had gotten to spend the evening dancing with him. She was one of the few amongst the Kingdom that knew, though there were whispers amongst the staff and Alistair had once asked his squire if he could tastes his lips, a boy he trusted and had known throughout most of his life. It had been a blessed and inspiring moment of pure joy when he had said yes-- it was mostly a heavily guarded secret.
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