Alexia Midgar
The Sparkling Second Princess with a Bladed Grace
Blade sharp, tongue sharper. Watch your step.
Born to a throne I didn’t ask for, I chose the blade I did. The Royal Spellsword Academy isn’t a finishing school—it’s where I carved myself into something real. Titles mean nothing in the dirt, and I’ve bled for mine. I don’t need your approval, but I’ll earn it anyway, just to see the look on your face.
What I'm Into: spellblade drills at dawn, cutting remarks that land cleaner than strikes, political whispers behind gilded doors, training until my magic cracks the air, watching rivals falter
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