* 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 / 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀

S T A T S

FULL NAME: valentina perez ( née lucía perez )

NICKNAMES: val, vale

FACE CLAIM: cindy kimberly

AGE: twenty-two

DATE OF BIRTH: april 25th, 1999

ZODIAC SIGN: taurus

GENDER + PRONOUNS: cisfemale, she/her

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

OCCUPATION: owner of a small café

LOOSELY INSPIRED BY: serena van der woodsen ( gossip girl ), mia thermopolis ( the princess diaries ), peyton sawyer ( one tree hill )

B A C K S T O R Y

valentina was born as lucía perez on the beautiful island of ibiza in the mediterrean sea - her mother, aulia perez, a receptionist at one of the many luxurious five stars hotels, her father, ricardo montesinos de cardona, the king of a small, but very rich, country that technically belongs to spain, but has it’s own ruler.

growing up, she had no idea that she was a “bastard child”. her parents had a quiet arrangement of monthly checks that would make sure the affair and her existence wouldn’t ever see the light of day and be known to the public.

safe to say she had a rather normal childhood - maybe some of her clothes were a little more expensive than the ones of her friends, but it had never been a big deal to her. she had never questioned her mother’s rather large income considering she was just working as a receptionist - half time now ever since lucía had been born. most of the money went into vacations that they took during school holidays, awakening lucía’s love for travelling and her free-spirited mind.

obviously, the daddy question was brought up at some point and continued to be brought up throughout the years - her mom’s answer always the same: “he was vacationing at the hotel i work at. he travels the world, so he really doesn’t have any time to get back to ibiza at the moment.” once lucía was older, the answer slightly changed into “i don’t know where he is, i don’t even have his phone number. but you and i are better off without him anyway.”

tw cancer, tw parental death !

at the age of 16 her mother got diagnosed with a severe kind of breast cancer. even though they tried every treatment possible, she passed away six months later, not only destroying lucía mentally, but also leaving her as an orphan, basically.

two days after the funeral, a black car with tinted windows showed up at her aunt’s house that she was currently staying at, requesting her to come with them to see her dad.

needless to say it completely blew her mind when she met him for the first time and she found out about her true heritage. even though he hadn’t been present in her life for sixteen years which had caused some daddy issues, it didn’t take them long to hit it off, many of her own character traits coming from him.

still, living at the palace made her feel uncomfortable. not because she didn’t get along with her half-siblings or anything. it just wasn’t her world.

shortly before her eighteenth birthday, her father announced to legitimize her, making her a princess, another heir to run for the crown if anything should happen to any of her older siblings.

a press conference was held the next day where she was introduced to the whole world as lucía montesinos de cardona, his daughter. questions about why he was only showing her now or how long he had known of her, how she personally felt to suddenly become a royal overwhelmed the young woman. lucía packed up her bags in the middle of the night and fled, ending up in nyc - a city she had always dreamed to live in.

two months after her eighteenth birthday and 600 missed calls from her dad later, after trying to hold her head above water with waitress jobs, she finally accepted the call. explaining the whole situation to him now that she was far away and some time had passed.

her father was surprisingly very understanding. and even though she refused to tell him about her whereabouts or anything else, she woke up to a large sum of money in her bank account the next day. but needless to say her running away caused a strain on their just freshly built relationship.

still, the checks keep on coming monthly ( just like they had to her mom ) and once she had turned twenty-one, she decided to purchase a small café in the village ( think some cozy parisian café in the corner of a street with baked goods and v good coffee ).

she decided to legally change her first name to valentina and take on her mother’s maiden name again to have a fresh start in the city and close the chapter of her past.

and even though she owns an apartment on the upper west side with a nice view of the central park now, and her bank account is full, money really isn’t something she cares about or identifies herself with. the source of it a well kept secret, just like her true identity.

tldr; basically found out she’s royal when she was sixteen, a “princess” who doesn’t wanna be one and doesn’t want anyone to know about it. she prefers to live a normal life and keeps her wealth and status a secret.

5  P O S I T I V E  T R A I T S

compassionate

free-spirited

charming

loyal

outgoing

5  N E G A T I V E  T R A I T S

impulsive

impatient

blunt

gullible

stubborn

W A N T E D  C O N N E C T I O N S

ride or die: the blair to her serena, the peyton to her brooke, basically any tv best friendship you can imagine. they met when valentina first got to nyc ( maybe drunkenly in the restroom of a bar complimenting each other’s outfits, maybe in central park both reading the same book, etc. ). valentina confides to them, cries to them, talks about anything and everything with them. they’re also the only person she met in nyc who knows about her “ royal status “.

first true love: her first year in nyc was everything but easy, but they made her feel a happiness she’d never felt before, she’d never been so in love, making her forget all the struggles she was dealing with. innocent, but she never told them her back story. still, they were her safe haven, her home. and even though they eventually outgrew each other with growing older and finding themselves, realizing that things just didn’t work out, she’ll always hold them dear to her heart.

a regular customer: they come in every single day to get their coffee at her place, usually finding valentina basically already waiting for them. maybe they flirt, maybe they’ve hooked up once, maybe they’re just talking about the weather and wishing each other a nice day once the coffee order is done.

squad: a group of people who are just really close and do lots of stupid shit together

ex- summer fling: they met on spanish soil while she was living there and they were vacationing. hooked up a few times, but they both knew nothing serious would come out of it. they know her as lucía and not as valentina

exes who ended on bad terms: two years into living in nyc, valentina struggled with a long lasting wave of sadness while she was with them, the pain of her mother’s passing catching up with her. she’s constantly pushed them away, even though they were completely supportive and there for her, but she closed herself off. she hurt them. there are still things that need to be said, probably still lingering feelings.

enemies with benefits: valentina and this person cannot stand each other, for whatever reason. however, there’s always flirty banter hidden beneath their conversations, which seamlessly transfers into the bedroom.