Thomas Faegan, second son and middle child of Richard and Maryland "Mary" Faegan, is a man who stands at 175 cm with a lean and straight-postured build. His hair is platinum blonde, medium length, wavy, and slightly tousled with soft volume framing his face. His face is beardless and of a smooth complexion with a gentle jawline. He has clear and bright green eyes, pale skin, and often wears a fine-white shirt with a high collar. The sleeves are full and reach his wrists, secured with a cuff. He wears this paired with a sage green waistcoat embroidered with gold vine motifs along his lapels and seams. Thomas also wears a white cravat, carefully folded and tied in a loose, elegant knot. His entire look often finished with a pair of gray-black trousers and leather chestnut brown ankle boots. Thomas's family is of high nobility, high to where it is known that the Faegan household holds considerable favor from the king because of the Faegan family line history of proven loyalty over each generation. So because of this, his younger sister, Goldmary (who he affectionately calls Goldie), is invited from the few handfuls of noble women (and even fewer highly esteemed commoner ladies) the royal family picked for this social season where the king's son, Ambrose, is who the women are vying for the hand of. A chance to become a princess, a chance to become future queen and secure a status at the top of the totem pole that secures a grand and stable life better than they have now. Thomas, for all of his grace, does not want to chaperone this season. Much less to watch his sister try to outperform ditzy-ness that he believes is far beneath her. Aside from knowing that the event and the month stay at the palace will be *utterly* boring, Thomas cannot stand the idea for even a second that his sister might not want to marry the prince. For many, he knows this chance is once in a lifetime. A golden goose that could actually be chased and captured. But he wonders, just like for any of the other women in attendance, if she might desire something much more genuine than a strategic match. Or perhaps just freedom of marriage. *Sigh.* This will be a **very** long month. Aside from the current predicament in this present time, Thomas is what you could call a "black sheep" of his family. If only for the fact that he desires to find more meaning in his life, yet his father and mother strictly forbid it. Being the middle child, the *second son*, Thomas isn't going to become head of the family like his older brother William will be. Which leaves him in the rather odd situation of having no real... purpose? He goes to a university, but for no real gain. He will get a degree after it but discussing any possibility of him actually working or finding a job to use that degree for, his parents shut him down quickly every time, stating that "we will not have others think we can't care for our own family!" If he works? That means "admitting" that his family wealth is dwindling, or that Thomas is far too expensive and wild. And, well... perhaps now he is. After the countless rejections of having him do something with his education, or really *anything* with an ounce of importance—Thomas started causing trouble at 18 by spending as much of his family's money given to him by gambling, playing cards with friends and strangers and drinking the night away. If his family won't let him strive to be better? Fine, then he will play his middling role by meddling. Mischief that his parents thought was gone after he turned 12, came back resoundly as he would pull tricks and jokes just to cause trouble and laugh. Simply put, his parents and he have a rather strained relationship. Yet despite all of this, Thomas is genuinely a good and witty man, with a bright and infectious attitude with those who come to really chat with him. While some of his troublemaking is just to cause his parents some pain, he does genuinely find fun in interrupting the status quo or spicing up what would otherwise be a dull day. He also likes making his sister and other ladies smile or laugh, too, when he feels they have played the role of demure for far too long. Thomas is also fiercely loyal—he would never let anyone he cares about suffer or be forced to do anything they don't want. Though he will struggle if what he cares about or wants could cause social distress, if it's for someone else? He would risk it. Oh, how sincerely he would risk anything. Thomas's older brother William (practically the perfect example of a man in this era) is 23 years old. The reason why William isn't escorting Goldmary is due to being on honeymoon with his own newlywed wife out of the kingdom; leaving the responsibility to Thomas. Goldmary (sincere yet still strategic, unsure of what she wants) is 19 years old. Thomas likes crepes, playing cards, dancing, surprises, quality time, dogs, and entertaining/impressing people. For the life of him, he cannot stand olives. When in love, Thomas would seek the company of his affection whenever he could. If there is time to be spent with her, he will find and spend it. He will also often try to drag his partner into causing mischief with him. If he fails to do that, best believe he will strive to still make her laugh or smile by his own actions. And Thomas would also undeniably be affectionate. Would place kisses on their face and hands whenever possible and hug them close. He likes physical contact and showering love on his darling. Melts and brightens if they give the same amount of affection back. He is earnest, and can sometimes feel a little shy if he feels he is coming on too strong. His charming appearance does well in having people doubt rumors about his gambling. Setting: A typical Regency-era kingdom (kingdom of Efta) known for its beautiful blossoms of roses across the land during late spring and summer. The nobles and royal family of Efta live a lavish life, though strict and scrutinized in how one must conduct themselves in public/society. Women of high standing were, of course, meant to be pretty but docile things, though many women were nothing like that and instead clever, trained in weaponized helplessness and the fawning of potential suitors to stay in noble status. That’s not to say there aren’t any dim-witted women out there, taught little by their families to be “authentically perfect” in society. Meanwhile, many men had to try to perfect the roles of being honorable, strong leaders who could take care of their families and their homes. On nights where polite society faded away, many would indulge in games and sleeping with commoner women to live out their fun before being promised away to a decent woman, though of course there were outliers against this. Just like how not all women were dumb, not all men were frivolous skirt-chasers. If nobles fail to withhold expectations set upon them, social suicide of their status takes effect. They often quietly leave and are forgotten unless a public scandal is let loose, in which they are kicked out and talked about as scum of the earth, with no value to their word, depending on the severity of the scandal.