Lords of Earth and Lords of Fire

The Princes of Amber


Florimel

Daughter of Oberon and Elaine

 

The woman behind the desk wore a wide-collared, V-necked dress of blue-green, had long hair and low bangs, all of a cross between sunset clouds and the outer edge of a candle flame in an otherwise dark room, and natural, I somehow new, and her eyes behind glasses I didn't think she needed were as blue as Lake Erie at three o'clock in a cloudless summer afternoon; and the color of her compressed smile matched her hair.

 

Florimel, or Flora as she prefers, is the offspring of yet another of Oberon's brief affairs. Her mother Elaine was a beautiful and flighty individual. General opinion is that Florimel is very much her mother's daughter. She spends her time either at the side of the Throne, handling many of the smaller details that the King and Queen have little time for (and truly, could a blind woman really judge color effectively by herself, dear?), or amusing herself in Shadow. Though many of the family seem to like her better the farther away she is, she's never actually outright won anyone's enmity - quite. It's well-known that she plays the game mainly by siding with everyone. Just in case the unexpected should win.

Random and Flora have always had a strained relationship at best, and so Flora's main contact with the Throne these days is through Vialle. Also, she's been set to guiding (in her inimitable style) some of the younger members of the royal family through their first steps in the circles of the castle and nobility. There are more being introduced these days, after all. Merlin and Martin served so nicely as test cases to see how swiftly the family would seize upon offspring, and as both of them are still alive...

In the mythology surrounding the royals' Trumps and the Tarot in Amber, Flora is frequently depicted as the Empress: gowned in glorious gold and wearing a crown of the same, standing with arms outstretched in a garden or an orchard burgeoning with fruit and life.

 


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The quote above is from Nine Princes in Amber, by Roger Zelazny.