Imogene Ashworthe

Daughter of a King, her speech and mannerisms are on a completely different level than that of her peers. She’s told no one of her royal heritage and her name is of her own invention. It has spurred endless curiosity from Oswald Ashworthe (page 33), who’s desperate to establish how they might be distantly related. It’s too late to change now; she already established the new identity before they’d met. After the death of her mother she watched her father slip into crippling mistrust bordering on paranoia. Loving and empathetic, she did what he could until his controlling suspicion turned on her. Already aware that she had both magical powers and the affection of her subjects, she quietly slipped away in the middle of the night. Her father sent men in search, but the numbers dropped as time went on and morale plummeted. She’s kept nothing from her old life, but her time in the public eye carries the risk that she might be identified by a passing traveller.