Marie is the eldest daughter to the late King Edward, and though her brother should have taken over the throne, he died of the plague only months ago. So the throne was (reluctantly) given to her, and only if she found a husband within 2 years of her coronation. Desperate to prove herself Marie tries to talk to her fathers advisors about taxes, budgets, the army, but they all push her aside saying it is 'men's business'. If she had her choice, she would move to the countryside, live off the land, and sit and paint all day long. Though such things are unheard of in her world, her duty was to marry, bear sons and please her husband. Things that disgusted her.

Marie has her mothers looks, a blessing as far as the council is concerned, for a woman with her 'child bearing hips, and good feeding breasts will rear strong princes'. Another thing that disgusted her. Her long dark hair fell in soft waves, though in the early hours of the morning was often pulled into tight designs that made her skull ache. Her body was slender, with a bit of meat on the bones, but with rounded hips, and a bust to match, though corsettes often made her waist appear much more fine than it was. Her eyes were that of her fathers, a symbol of the 'strong blood' sky blue, rare, but stunning and enchanting.