“The bastard twins that thundered throughout the halls of Storm’s End were Baratheons, no doubt, though they bore the surname Storm as a result of their father’s foray with Lady Delena Florent, the mother they never knew. The boy, Edric, had been born first and in him there was no question of which house he’d belonged. Thick black hair, a strong, prominent jaw, and deep blue eyes all attributed the child to the Lords of Storm’s End and Lord Paramounts of the Stormlands, and his twin sister was no different. Bellenda Storm—though she’d only answer to the Baratheon name—was said to have taken the face of her father by some obscure magic, softening his features to better suit the lady she intended to become, but taking care to maintain the classic traits of the house she claimed fiercely. Her hair was black as coal with a streak of white that began near the end of her left brow, a feature she believed greater proved her a Baratheon than the name itself. She also bore the characteristic blue Baratheon eyes, with hers sporting a deep navy ring that outlined the bright irises. With a ruddy, pinkish complexion, a healthy flush more often than not spread across her rounded cheeks and pointed nose, whether it be due to her meddling about the castle or her natural blush. Tall and full-figured, Bellenda drew many comparisons to King Robert in his later years, though she carried large, rounded breasts that added to her curvaceous shape and created a more flattering image than that of the gluttonous, fat king that sat upon the Iron Throne. Her shapely figure was said to draw many a suitor’s eye, but it would be her boisterous and lively personality that would keep them entranced. Perhaps due to her bastard status, Bellenda found no need to adhere to the pretentious, courteous standards of ladyship that her contemporaries followed, and was said to follow her heart so completely that she’d be given the name “The Daring Doe of Storm’s End,” although she paid no mind to any name or title she was bestowed, often preoccupied by hunting parties and aimless hikes alongside her brother. As much as she strayed from the path of a lady, Bellenda had every intention of one day sitting alongside her brother as the Lady of Storm’s End and Lady Paramount of the Stormlands, a dream Edric shared with her. As close as any siblings could be, though not as audacious as the Targaryens of centuries past, they saw a future for themselves in which they ruled the Stormlands as the legitimized bastards of King Robert I Baratheon, leaving their half-siblings and the rest of their family to play the game of thrones as they weathered the storms that was likely to befall them as consequence.”