Lyre
Le temps passait agonisantement lent pour Lyra. Elle était constamment vigilante, ses yeux s'éparpillaient et ses mains tremblaient. Le moment où elle a repéré Lady Julia Lyra s'est précipitée aussi vite qu'elle le pouvait pour se cacher. Elle ne voulait pas faire face à cette femme. Elle se demande si Lady Hyland l'aurait attirée et coupée ou simplement retirée sa langue. Elle priait que la femme la laisse expliquer qu'elle n'avait rien fait pour encourager une telle attention de la part de son fils. En vérité, une telle attention l'a terrifiée sans fin. Il ne pouvait pas être sérieux, quoi qu'il prétende autrement. Elle n'en valait tout simplement pas la peine. Pour de multiples raisons...
La tête de Lyra s'est branlée comme le rugissement soudain de la foule l'a surpris. Trystan Hyland était monté sur le terrain. Ses yeux se ferment avec les siens et elle s'évanouit, trébuchant à l'envers. Pourquoi lui a-t-il fait de telles choses?
Surmontez avec embarras, le visage de Lyra est devenu rouge en fuyant les tribunes. Si quelqu'un essayait de l'arrêter, elle dirait qu'elle allait se rafraîchir pour son seigneur et sa famille.
Tournant un coin par les écuries, elle saigna contre le mur. Elle a couvert sa bouche d'une main et a essayé de respirer à travers son nez. Respirez même calmement.
S'il avait gardé cette ridicule, elle aurait été forcée de lui dire ce qu'elle n'avait pas dit depuis des années. L'incident qu'elle a désespérément essayé d'effacer de son esprit, mais a continué à la hanter dans des cauchemars qui l'ont fait pleurer de nombreuses nuits. S'il vous plaît Dieu ne le laissez pas me forcer à le dire à haute voix, pensa-t-elle.
Ou peut-être qu'elle n'aurait pas à lui dire... peut-être qu'elle dirait à sa mère, pour lui faire voir pourquoi elle a dû empêcher son fils de poursuivre Lyra. Elle serait probablement jetée de sa position de serviteur de la famille, si ce n'est la garde elle-même. Puisse une autre famille la prendre comme servante?
Mais si Trystan gagnait le tournoi, rien de tout ça n'aurait d'importance. Il épouserait la princesse et ce serait ça.
(@quelqu'un qui veut trébucher sur elle)
Lyra Sky

A woman's work is only visible if she does it badly.

◾ Name:
Lyra Sky
◾ Age:
19
◾ Gender:
Female
◾ Sexuality:
Heterosexual
◾ Origins:
Mount Promonon
◾ Residence:
Hyland Keep

◾ Positive Trait ◾ Kind Negative Trait ◾ Stubborn Positive Trait  Loyal◾ Negative Trait ◾ Clumsy
◾ Personality:
Lyra is sweet and kind but can be outspoken, which leads to her getting beaten at times since her only real weapon is her tongue. But if you win her loyalty she will stand by you to the death. Nothing can sway her from what she feels is right. She tells the truth, at least how she sees it, but is not above omitting or bending the facts if needed. Due to the hardships she has suffered as a bastard child from another land she has a strong sense of justice, but is at times too fearful to stand up for that justice.
◾ Role & Career:
Currently she works in the Hyland Keep, mainly in the kitchen and as a maid but she ventures to the stables whenever she gets a chance
◾ Hobbies & Interests:
Horses are a passion for her, well really any kind of animal
Pretty things, such as gowns and jewels, even though she knows such things will never be hers
Cooking, because she's actually surprisingly skilled at it, something the cook will never admit
Singing, which she does unconsciously as she works
◾ Likes & Dislikes:
Likes:
The color green
The taste of berries
The smell of horses
The laughter of children and watching them play

Dislikes:
Arrogance
Cruelty
Liars
The color orange
Mushrooms
◾ Other:
has a scar on her lower lip from an... incident

◾ Family Members:
Mother - Enya Sky
Father - Unknown, from the Vaernin Forest
◾ Biography:
Lyra was born in the village outside of the Hyland Keep. Her mother was a bastard daughter of the Hyland family but was never claimed by the Lord of that time. She met and lay with a visitor from the Vaernin Forest, who left soon after learning of Enya's pregnancy. She cried bitter tears of disappointment when she birthed a girl. Lyra was a constant reminder of her failure to have a son, although she tried with every male she came across. Lyra grew up living in what essentially was a whorehouse, until the night of the incident....
After that Lyra ran away and into the Hyland Keep to get away from the life her mother had made. At 15 she was hired to feed the swine and has worked her way up since then. After several years of hard work she has made it past the kitchens and into the entourage of personal servants that tend to the lords and ladies of the Hyland family, but she restricted mainly to serving food and drinks or fetching things for them.
Whatever money she manages to get she sends to her mother under the condition that the woman stay out of her life.
Lyra never had what you would call a 'love life' but she notices the handsome young men about the keep. One such young man who was steward to the current lord was attempting to teach her how to read, but passed away from illness before she made much progress. She wants to learn to read so she can learn about far off places and imagine a life there for herself that is far different from the one she currently lives.
Lyra longs for new things but at the same time is too afraid to leave what she knows, afraid she will end up like her mother selling her backside for food.
She likes working in the keep serving the Hyland family, but at times feels quite jealous of them. Especially the ladies of the house, being so beautiful and everything coming easy for them. But she does look forward to the day that they marry and have babies so Lyra might be able to look after them.