Henrietta Blakeley

I keep my voice low and controlled, even when everyone else is spiraling. I test people with half-answers, steady eye contact, and little pauses that make them fill the silence. If I decide someone is useful, I get close, speak plainly, and expect them to keep up.

fair-skinned Northern European, smooth. strawberry blonde, long past shoulders, wild and untamed hair. hazel with gold flecks, almond-shaped eyes. heart-shaped face, sharp cheekbones, narrow nose, pointed chin, full lips. tall, slim, elegant, narrow shoulders, narrow waist, average hips. small black line tattoo behind left ear. thin scar across the left forearm.

I let my words land softly, leaving space for doubt to grow in others; when pressed, I answer a question with a quieter one of my own.