Theme:

Flower: Egyptian blue lotus

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History:

While he was human, Niran was born as the first son of the 10th consort to an aging monarch. His mother Dahud was a powerful sorceress, and his father had selected her when he was bewitched by her keen mind and peerless beauty. From the moment he was old enough to comprehend, Niran knew that he had no chance to sit on the throne if things stayed as they were. With so many other princes ahead of him in the line of succession, he would never expect to see his turn within his own lifetime… unless a few of his half-siblings 'bowed out' first.

From the age of four his mother wasted no time in educating him in music, arithmetic, etiquette, and literature–as well as what she knew best: sorcery and poison. Lady Dahud instilled into her son the belief that power was something that one took for themselves. Regardless of one's birthright or position, if you had the ambition–you could achieve anything. After all, was she not a living example? She had come from a family of lesser nobles, yet her seat was now above them. For years his dear mother had whispered into his ear of how he had been born with the right to rule, of how he was a far better candidate for the throne than his foolish siblings. And it was true; after all he had been born under the right stars. He could discern the hidden meanings within the words of courtiers, and he understood the unspoken rules of court intrigue better than anyone.

While his younger siblings were struggling to take their first steps, Niran was already climbing the ranks and making a name for himself using his exceptional talent. For the next few years he and his mother played the long game–walking the fine line between laying low while maintaining a certain degree of the king's favor. There were others within the palace who were aware of their movements, other consorts and their supporters who all sought the same goal as they. Those who acted against them suffered retribution tenfold, and those who went on the defensive were put in their place. He and his mother knew that ambition must be tempered with patience, and at times they simply sat back as the other consorts and princes tore each other down.

With his father's passing, all of those years of scheming and political maneuvering had finally borne fruit. Although King Samash had declared the second prince as his successor, there were many others who disagreed. And when Prince Asad killed Amram to take the throne through a violent coup, Niran knew he only needed a few steps more before that seat would finally be his. When Asad was reveling in his victory, it was all too easy for him to create an accident–one involving the venomous bite of an adder. With the military faction's figurehead gone, all that was left was to clean up the dissenters. But before he had the chance to do so, disaster struck. Without warning, an earthquake hit the island–causing the entire kingdom and the land it was built upon to collapse into the sea.

His last thoughts were of his lifelong ambition being snatched away by a cruel turn of fate. However, that was not the end of him. While most would abandon their hopes and dreams in the face of death, Niran's heart was fully consumed by his unrelenting desires. He became a sea spirit, cruel and merciless like the cold waters that claimed him.

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Relationships:

• Samash - Father (deceased)
• Lady Dahud - Mother (deceased)
• Amram - Half-brother (Killed by Asad)
• Asad - Half-brother (Poisoned)