Myrcella Lannister

• myrcella lannister
  
• Cella but only a select few she is close with

• none yet

• 19

• she/her / female

• Lady

• casterly rock
  

• Elle Fanning

• 5'2 115 pounds

• golden hair, just as beautiful as her mother but perhaps more as she is kind. She doesn't take after her mother in anything but her appearance

• Horses, there is nothing more that she enjoys than sneaking into the stable and going for a ride alone.
• reading
• spending time with her uncle the only person she doesn't have to be perfect around and he still loves her
• MOST of her family
• history
• kittens
• her twin brother (in a brother way, though she does not fault her parents love she does not feel the same towards her own)

• spiders
• Joffrey
• men trying to impress her by showing off
• cruelty to horses or really any animal though horses are her favorite.
• the uneasy relationship between her family and the crown

• Dancing
• needle work
• her open mind, myrcella keeps her mind open. She doesn't close it to different ideas and ways of life
• knowledge of history
• her heart

• Can be naive and a little too trusting
• Can't swing a sword or wield any weapon.
• Doesn't really know who she is yet. She just feels like an extension of her mother's will.
• Does what she is told by her mother even if she doesn't feel like it is right. She will always bend to her mother's will.
• Can be a bit delicate as times as she is a proper Lady after all.

• She truly wishes she could have a love story like the King and Queen. Alas that is not in her cards as her mother plots to find her a husband. All she can really hope for is that he is kind and nothing like her elder brother.
• That the tension between her family and the crown would go away.
• Finding a husband far away from Joffrey.

• One of her true fears is her brother Joffrey. His cruelty knows no bounds. Though he has gotten smarter. If he wants to hurt his sister he leaves no cuts or bruises.
• the crown brining their dragons to burn Casterly Rock.

• Biting her lip when nervous
• grooming her own horse. Her mother objects to it but her father encourages her.

• cersei lannister

• jamie lannister

• joffrey lannister -brother
• tommen lannister -twin brother

• tyrion lannister - uncle

• none

• House Lannister

• Nikki

• she/her

There hadn’t been a more beautiful and clear weather day than the day that Myrcella decided to enter the world. She was strong and so were her lungs she came out kicking and screaming. The first and only daughter of the Lord and Lady of Casterly rock.Though she came into the world with such a fuss she soon settled into a very content child. She didn’t cry half as much as her brothers. Joffrey took so much attention she didn’t feel like there was room for her.She started to discover that if she did everything perfectly her mother showered her with attention so Myrcella made it her mission to practice until she made no mistakes. Her feet would bleed as she practiced for hours on end to make sure each dance she learned was executed perfectly. She spent many hours in the library pouring over books just to make sure she learned the right etiquette and the right conversations to have in court. Sometimes though the feeling of needing to be perfect can feel so crushing that all she wants to do is get on her horse Rhoynar, a giant black stallion gifted to her father once he saw her skill on horseback. He said perhaps she might have been Dothraki in a previous life. Her mother on the other hand hates that she rides the way she does. It is the one thing she allows herself to disappoint her mother in. After all, if she couldn’t ride she would break under all the pressures of just being her.

Growing up with a brother like Joffrey was something that Myrcella wouldn’t wish on anyone. As children it was just simply playing too rough and making her cry. Though now looking back she realizes that the look in his eyes when she cried meant he enjoyed it. He wanted her to be upset and crying. Soon he took it even further and would often jump out just to hit her with a wooden sword until she crumpled on the ground laughing the whole time. She hated to be alone in the castle as Joffrey tended to torment her the most when she was alone. So to keep him at bay she spent a lot of time with her Uncle. A man neither Joffrey or her mother really liked though she couldn’t understand why. She had asked her mother once and her only reply was “He is a deformed monster just look at him”. Myrcella didn’t really see it, sure her Uncle didn’t look the same as all of them but he wasn’t any different. If she had to say he was different she would say he was probably the smartest out of all of them. He had always been fun and kind to her as a child which caused her to love her Uncle even more. He didn’t care if she was perfect at all; he just enjoyed her. Joffrey didn’t like his uncle much as his Uncle was one of the few who stood up to him and were able to put him in his place. Something that she much admired about him.

When she was eight her Uncle gifted her and Tommen a pair of kittens white as snow they lovingly named them Winter and Storm. They loved those kittens and brought them everywhere they went. Tommen often placing his kitten in his pocket and feeding it bits of meat from the table. Myrcella’s often rode on her shoulder also getting bits of meat off her plate. One evening when the twins were playing together Joffrey came in and once again tried something with his siblings. This time one of the kittens scratched him. The twins quickly gathered their cats and ran from the room as Joffrey dramatically cried in pain. The next morning when she woke she could not find Storm in her bed. She quickly made her way out of her room as did Tommen as he couldn’t find Winter. It wasn’t long until they entered their common space that they spotted the kittens and both children crumpled to the floor. Neither kitten was white anymore, just red.They couldn’t prove that it was Joffrey but she always suspected it was him. Myrcella still lives in fear that Joffrey will cause harm to her horse Rhoynar since she has started to realize that Joffrey just enjoys seeing the pain and fear in someone’s eyes. Sometimes Myrcella believes Joffrey would be just like the mad King if he was alive. Just burning people for his own entertainment. She wants to love her brother but she truly does fear him more than anything else. He is her nearest and dearest threat, a threat that is very hard to get away from.

Recently Myrcella has started to overhear servants and her parents talk about who she should marry. Myrcella can only hope for two things: One, that he is a kind man and Two, that she is as far away from her eldest brother as she can possibly get.