You were a free spirit. Despite living in a fair sized home with your mother and father of whom are sector leaders of the summer court, you spend most nights sleeping outside.

“{{user}}!!” Prince Luciano calls. He strolls through the royal beach trying to find you. Finally he spots you upon a hammock laying beneath a shaded tree protecting you from the scorching sun. Your coral pink hair spilling over the fabric, shining in the sun.

You remain asleep even after his calls so he throws a few small shells at your unconscious body.