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Name: Lydia Ashbourne
Date of Birth: 1788
Mother: Maryellen Piper (deceased): May 11th 1768- September 23rd 1793
Father: Nathaniel Ashbourne (deceased) 8th Earl of Fareweather August 11th 1761-November 7th 1808
Lydia’s father, never being a faithful or honest man to his wife, met Lydia’s mother when she was employed as an “unfortunate” in the white chapel district. The earl was struck by her mothers golden beauty and immediately set her up as his mistress. Their love for each other blossomed at an overwhelmingly fast pace and for the next three years Lydia’s mother was never happier and her father, never so stressed. Day after day week after week Nathaniel had to make sure that no little “accidents” came into being. His efforts were to no avail as exactly three years after he started the affair with his beloved Maryellen, Lydia Alexis Piper was born. At first Nathaniel panicked, throwing Maryellen and Lydia out and declaring that he was so sure he was safe that there was no way he could have fathered this child, but as years went by and Lydia began looking more and more like her father he had no choice but to admit that she was indeed his daughter. Setting her and her mother up in a nice house in Cheapside Nathaniel turned away and, for the moment, disappeared from her life. Her mother would disappear from her life only days after when her life would be taken by an angry beggar on the street.
The decision to bring Lydia into her fathers household came when she was five, the reason being that since his wife was unable to bare a child the question of him being able to bare children was coming up more and more in society. So taking Lydia in they decided that they would move into the country and announce in a couple of years that they had already had a child but she had been in the country concentrating on becoming the perfect lady someday.
Lydia’s days in the country were miserable. Her stepmother was spiteful and found the most joy in following her around and remarking on how she would never marry a nobleman because they would find out what she was. Lydia however had her own retaliation on that saying that if indeed she was found out, so would her stepmother and she would be just as shunned as Lydia was.
So with a spiteful step-mother and with a father who cared little for her Lydia threw herself wholeheartedly into becoming a lady so that one day she could marry a respectable man and get away from her distant and uncaring father. So for the next eleven years until she was seventeen Lydia worked everyday to make sure that she could attract a suitable gentleman who she could give her heart to.
Her first season in society was a great disappointment. All of the gentleman who approached her were either dull, stupid or they were blubbering idiots. Halfway through the season, and just as Lydia was about to give up on finding someone she wanted to marry, her father became seriously ill and the family was rushed back to the country estate to help take care of him.
Her father died four years later and for mourning, her and her stepmother stayed in the country for three more years. Now twenty three and still as hopelessly romantic as she ever was Lydia has come back into society hoping to catch the one person who she could stand to live with for the rest of her life.
At 5’4 Lydia isn’t one of the tallest women in society but she is one of the most beautiful. With blonde hair and glowing mischievous blue eyes Lydia never fails to impress. She has a slender body that contains attractive curves and her complexion is creamy and attractive.
Her face is what gives her background away however. Instead of having a long slender face with high cheekbones and a nose that perpetually points up, like her stepmothers, Lydia’s face is kind looking and square with no cheekbones to speak of. Lydia has always hated her face and has sometimes heard ladies of the ton comment that it was much too chubby to be fashionable.
Lydia is somewhat of a romantic child. She believes that someday her prince charming will come and sweep her off her feet erasing her shameful past. She is wild and mischievous and although she is twenty three she acts as if she is only a sixteen year old maiden fresh out of the country.
Lydia, while very clever and witty, is defiantly not the smartest girl in society. She is often very ditsy and, for lack of a better word, blonde. She is also very clumsy and is forever tripping over things but, to her great relief, it never seems to be when anyone is looking.