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"These are the Empress' children. The oldest ones stand in a row at the back. The Redundant Heir holds a goblet in one casual hand. The drip that runs down its stem seems too treacle-like for wine, and too brightly red. To his left stands the Dutiful Daughter; to his right the Brooding Captain. Before them, the younger children sit on stools: the Heartbroken Bibliophile, the Recalcitrant Sculptress, the Bellicose Prince, and the Delicate Duke (who is still much mourned in patriotic corners of society).

At the very front, cross-legged on the floor, sits the Playful Prodigy. She has the cheeks of a cherub and blue, mischievous eyes. In her arms is a baby, wrapped in a black swaddling-cloth: presumably the Captivating Princess.

Only the oldest child is absent: the Empress' Shadow, who did not Fall."[1]

The Royal Family comprises the Empress, her beloved Consort, and their ten children.

A Strange and Terrible Tragedy[edit | edit source]

"The carcass of a goat stretches across the table. Around it, horrors congregate. In the Brooding Captain's chair crouches a thing of blackness and teeth. The next chair is filled with flopping serpentine coils. A weeping, horse-sized grub half-mounts the table, while opposite, a gaunt thing shivers in a coat of glass feathers. An abhorrence of rusting quills screams at you, flaring its spines like an iron sun. Only the Captivating Princess looks as she did in the mirror. Among the nightmares, her beauty is worst of all. It rakes your eyes like fire. Mercifully, your senses flee."[2]

A spoonful of gaoler's honey.

After the Fall, the Empress' children were eager to dabble in the Neath's unique vices. They began cultivating bees,[3] and took great delight[4] in using their own servants as test subjects for gaoler's honey.[5] At some point, however, the royal offspring consumed a contaminated strain of red honey[6] that caused all but two of them to be transformed into monsters.[7] The eldest remained on the Surface, while the Captivating Princess, who was born in the Neath, managed to avoid the effects (at least superficially).[8] One may see the siblings as they were before, but only in a mirror.[9]

Thanks to this predicament, many of the royal children suffer from severe insecurities and other character flaws, but they still seem to retain sapience despite their appearances. Their quarters are hidden beneath the Shuttered Palace, behind five locked doors.[10] A senior Keeper of the Cage-Garden in the Shuttered Palace speculates that the royal children's transformation must also have something to do with their heritage.[11]

Meet the Family[edit | edit source]

"They were a cold and unfeeling bunch even before the Fall, and what happened to them. [...] They have... changed, you know. But whatever they are now, you can be assured that they are only more themselves."[12]

The princes and princesses, ever the embodiment of the British stiff upper lip, share a rather distant relationship with one another.[13] They largely keep to themselves, with only the Captivating Princess making any real effort to engage with her siblings.[14] From eldest to youngest:

The Empress' Shadow[edit | edit source]

The Empress' Shadow

"The Shadow's business will be worth knowing. Her son – the Kaiser – rules Prussia. Everything she does is a move in the Great Game, intentional or not. Why else would she go to such a bother to surround herself with strangers, and to keep them from learning anything about her? For that matter, even if she has no secrets of her own, the Traitor Empress' eldest daughter is always of interest. And she is so rarely in London."[15]

Victoria Adelaide Mary Louise (born November 21st, 1840), the Empress' Shadow, the Princess Royal, nicknamed "Vicky," remained on the Surface[16] and married the future Kaiser Frederick III of Germany. Frederick only ruled for three months in 1888 before his untimely death,[17] leaving his and Vicky's son Wilhelm II as Kaiser. This does not appear to have changed in the world of Fallen London, besides some minor details.

The Shadow has a troubled relationship with her son, as she would like to bring him to the Neath to cure him of the physical and behavioral consequences of his complicated birth.[18][19] As her title suggests, she feels inadequate next to her mother, and has considered selling Berlin to the Masters to follow in her footsteps.[18]

The Redundant Heir[edit | edit source]

The Redundant Heir

"Even hunched as he is, he towers over you. You speak soothingly. Does he understand? Perhaps. He shuffles aside, dragging one foot behind him. It seems you may pass."[20]

Prince Albert Edward (born November 9th, 1841), the Redundant Heir, nicknamed "Bertie," seems to have transformed into a gigantic humanoid creature; he is described as hunchbacked and walking with a severe limp.[21] He occasionally visits Flute Street to presumably alter his deformed appearance. In his youth Albert was quite the playboy, visiting London's brothels with other high society men.[22] Bertie's wife Alexandra of Denmark and now-grown son Prince Albert Victor have history surrounding London's politics.[citation needed]

In our world, Victoria blamed Bertie's carousing for Prince Consort Albert's death, but Bertie succeeded her as Edward VII anyway. Prince Albert Victor died of influenza in 1892; he avoided this fate in the timeline of Fallen London.

The Dutiful Daughter[edit | edit source]

The Dutiful Daughter

"The carcass of a goat stretches across the table. Around it, horrors congregate...The next chair is filled with flopping serpentine coils."[23]

Princess Alice Maud Mary (born April 25th, 1843), the Dutiful Daughter, has become "the Serpentine Coils."[24] In the mirror, she is a tall, thin, and neat woman wearing a brocaded gown.[25] She married the Prince of Hesse in Germany. Her youngest daughter Alexandra (now Tsarina of Russia) is known to exist, born in 1872;[citation needed] we may presume she raised her family on the Surface as in real life, making only occasional visits to London. Her final trip to England was in late 1876, so perhaps it was around this time that the siblings all took red honey.

Historically, Alice provided comfort to Albert as he died, then provided moral support to Victoria. Alice and Victoria's relationship was rather turbulent toward the end of Alice's life; she died of diphtheria in 1878.

The Brooding Captain[edit | edit source]

The Brooding Captain

"You dart into the passage as razored teeth clash at your heels. The floor vanishes beneath you, and you tumble through the splinters of a ruined stair. You land hard, but feet-first. Above you, your hunter shrieks in rage. You see a winding red tongue; tatters of something ragged caught in its teeth."[26]

Prince Alfred Ernest Albert (born August 6th, 1844), the Brooding Captain, nicknamed "Affie," is now "the Shadow with Teeth,"[27] a black mass of razor sharp teeth with a long red tongue.[28] His movement is restricted to some extent by his current form.[29] In the mirror, he is a heavy-set man adorned with gleaming Admiralty medals.[30] He brought his ship, the HMS Galatea, down to the Neath,[31] and has a running rivalry with the Captivating Princess.[32]

The real Affie joined the Royal Navy at the age of 14, and became captain of the Galatea in 1867 at the age of 22. He held this position until 1879, before being promoted and assigned to other ships.

The Heartbroken Bibliophile[edit | edit source]

The Heartbroken Bibliophile

"...An abhorrence of rusting quills screams at you, flaring its spines like an iron sun."[33]

Princess Helena Augusta Victoria (born May 25th, 1846), the Heartbroken Bibliophile, has become "an abhorrence of rusting quills."[34] She has a unique taste for red honey that is distinct from her siblings; namely, she partakes in honey extracted only from one individual, who is kept separate from the other prisoners.[35]

In our world, Helena helped write a biography of Prince Consort Albert and translated several books from German to English. She was considerably devastated when her father died, and began to court Albert's librarian, who was dismissed when the flirtation was discovered.

The Recalcitrant Sculptress[edit | edit source]

The Recalcitrant Sculptress

"Before each step, you nudge the feathers aside with your toe. The glassy sounds are shrill in the cellars' hush. There are shapes in the dark: statues. The Recalcitrant Sculptress was gifted when she still had hands. Now, her works are crude; as twisted as dying oaks. This one has a set of stubby, vestigial arms protruding from the sides of its head. Another, further in, has a narrow torso covered in mouths. You pass between the monstrous statues as swiftly as you dare."[36]

Princess Louise Caroline Alberta (born March 18th, 1848), the Recalcitrant Sculptress, is "the gaunt thing with a coat of glass feathers."[37] Since her transformation, her sculptures have taken on the appearance of horrifying and warped humanoid shapes.[38] She was known as the prettiest of Victoria's daughters and a skilled artist.

In our world, Louise pursued an artistic career despite her royal status, and enrolled in the National Art Training School in 1863. She ultimately produced several famous sculptures.

The Bellicose Prince[edit | edit source]

The Bellicose Prince

"It was all and yet none of these. You must return, and return again, until you have eaten your way through to your own rotten core, and devoured it. Until then, this torture is no less than you deserve."[39]

Prince Arthur William Patrick Albert (born May 1st, 1850), the Bellicose Prince, has become "the weeping horse-sized grub."[40] After a string of costly errors during his service in the Campaign of '68 against Hell, he began consuming his own red honey as "penance."[41] He had initially been put off by the honey his siblings were taking, and thus avoided becoming a monster at first,[42] but his relapse resulted in his eventual transformation.[41]

In our world, Arthur spent his life in the military, and was said to be Victoria's favorite child. In the Fallen London timeline, however, it appears she paid him little mind.[43]

The Delicate Duke[edit | edit source]

The Delicate Duke

"Black ribbons tie the doors closed. Cobwebs fill the corners. You pass through a parlour, into a dressing-room, into a bedchamber. The floor is littered with pebbles. You pick one up. Beneath a rust-coloured crust you discover a nodule of cloudy crystal. When you scrape it with a nail, it powders like salt."[44]

Prince Leopold George Duncan (born April 7th, 1853) had hemophilia, a blood disorder common among the royal families of Europe, which left him in poor health. In the Fallen London timeline, he has died,[45][46] possibly permanently.

Historically, he was made the Duke of Albany in 1881 and died in 1884.

The Playful Prodigy[edit | edit source]

The Playful Prodigy

"The Playful Prodigy makes no sound as she stirs from the ceiling. You do not hear her unfold her spindly limbs. You do not see her long hands reach down, or the frightened, child-like faces that peer from each palm. You feel the needled finger, though, as it pricks a vein in your neck. Sharp as a bee sting."[47]

Princess Beatrice Mary Victoria Feodore (born April 14th, 1857), the Playful Prodigy, is "the spider-thing with face-hands and needle-fingers."[48] In the Sunless Skies timeline, she was able to return to human form, and has become known as the Generous Princess.[49]

The real Beatrice was babied by her mother, became Victoria's constant companion after Albert's death, and married a German prince (to Victoria's exasperation at losing her innocent baby daughter).

The Captivating Princess[edit | edit source]

The Captivating Princess

"It is very hard to pretend not to notice when the Princess enters a room. Her skin as pale as the lost moon, on which so many poets have broken similes like ships against cliffs. Her eyes of no single colour. Her scent, so distinctive, so almost like honey. Her presence: she draws the air from the room like a fire."[50]

The Captivating Princess was born during the year of the Fall, and thus does not have a historical counterpart. The Princess initially suffered the same fate as her siblings,[51] transforming into a giant insectoid horror.[52] Unlike the rest, she eventually recovered[53] by reconstituting her human form by stealing bits of others' personalities,[54] and became supernaturally beautiful and alluring in the process.[55][56] The Princess still has some traits from her monstrous self, like excellent night vision, a thirst for blood,[57] and a fondness for snacking on large wasps.[58]

References[edit | edit source]

  1. The Gift, Fallen London
  2. The Gift, Fallen London
  3. Reunion, Fallen London "The sound of the door shutting rings in your head. Not this don't make me see. It takes the siblings some time to decide upon which bee best suits their purpose. The hives are new, each prince and princess has cultivated their own. The competition is fierce."
  4. Reunion, Fallen London "You burst from the dead bushes, armed only with your fury that they are doing this to your old retainers. That woman was once their favourite nanny – and now they cage her and daub her ears with honey. Another paints her expression, capturing the moment with oil and canvas as they open the hive."
  5. Reunion, Fallen London "They are new to this, and prone to squabbling. Wings are pulled, limbs plucked. The once favoured nanny trembles, as her old charge lovingly pins back her ears. The swarm, when it comes, is swift. The family lingers over the hives, waiting for the honey to come. Eventually, they tire, and the lure of honey nearer at hand draws them away, into red dreams. The dream carries you with it."
  6. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "The colony is troubled. We try to control whose memories they are allowed to harvest, but some years ago there was a contaminant. The bees started attacking their own. Before we could sample the honey for an explanation, it was gone. Torn away in chunks."
  7. The Gift, Fallen London "A Sprightly Septuagenarian drones about the revels of his youth to a patient ingénue. "...and the gaoler's honey flowed like a river! Or at least a tributary. There were tureens of it. Vats! We didn't know, then, of course. Terrible thing. Bad strain. Hence all this..." he waves a vague hand at the darkness."
  8. Reunion, Fallen London "The change imposed by the Red Honey was a gift. As it was to me. The rest of our family proved... inadequate to the wonders on offer. They grew indulgent, lazy. [...]"
  9. The Gift, Fallen London "In the mirror, the company dines with poise. Knives cut sensible morsels. Silver forks dip. Behind you, you hear flesh tear. A crack, as a bone splits lengthways. Insistent, grisly chewing."
  10. The wine cellars of the Palace, Fallen London "The cellars under the Shuttered Palace are constantly guarded and protected by five doors with five locks. There must be something interesting down there."
  11. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "Never touched honey myself. I've seen what it does. Not just to people like her, but to the takers. Makes everything inside come out, so you can see what they were trying to keep hidden. Doesn't happen to everyone. Think there has to be something in the blood before people start to, you know—" he jerks his head towards the mist-shrouded palace, "—get like that."
  12. Ask about the Royal Family, Fallen London
  13. Ask about the Royal Family, Fallen London "They were a cold and unfeeling bunch even before the Fall, and what happened to them. [...] They have... changed, you know. But whatever they are now, you can be assured that they are only more themselves."
  14. The Gift, Fallen London ""Won't Beatrice be joining us?" the Captivating Princess asks. The Brooding Captain glares at her. "No. She... will... not." His voice is guttural, laboured; like bellows blowing through a grill."
  15. The Empress' Shadow, Fallen London
  16. The Gift, Fallen London "Only the oldest child is absent: the Empress' Shadow, who did not Fall."
  17. A Confession of the Captivating Princess, Fallen London "Once she'd reached adulthood, the Captivating Princess extended an invitation to the royal couple to visit her below. The Princess paid particular attention to the Prussian heir, introducing him to all of the delights of the Neath. When his wife departed, Frederick tarried, until his father's death compelled him to return to the Surface. Frederick assumed the throne, but died only ninety-nine days later. The sun is not kind to those who linger overlong in the Neath."
  18. 18.0 18.1 The Empress' Shadow, Fallen London "Please correct the shape of her son the Kaiser, soften his heart, and open his mind to the influence of his mother. Please bring him here below, where the powers that repaired the Captivating Princess could assist him. Please allow the Traitor Empress to be satisfied with the Shadow, and remove the sources of her impatience. Please look after the departed soul of the Prussian Heir and allow his memory to live on [...] And [...] please bring around Mr Wines."
  19. Historical note: Wilhelm II's arm was damaged at birth by reckless medical decision-making. He was also hypoxic and had to be revived; modern doctors believe this caused a mild degree of brain injury, which in turn predisposed him to behavioral issues.
  20. The Gift, Fallen London
  21. The Gift, Fallen London "Even hunched as he is, he towers over you. You speak soothingly. Does he understand? Perhaps. He shuffles aside, dragging one foot behind him. It seems you may pass."
  22. The Gift, Fallen London "In a dresser you find a set of balled scarlet stockings and a journal. The initials in the front cover read A.E. It vividly describes a campaign of assignations at brothels across the city, in the company of eminent men. The entries are decades old – many of the men named must have taken ships to the tomb-colonies by now. [...]"
  23. The Gift, Fallen London
  24. The Gift, Fallen London "The carcass of a goat stretches across the table. Around it, horrors congregate. [...] The next chair is filled with flopping serpentine coils."
  25. The Gift, Fallen London "[...] After him comes the Dutiful Daughter, angular and neat. Is it the hem of her brocaded gown that makes that noise? Like slithering coils?"
  26. The Gift, Fallen London
  27. The Gift, Fallen London "The carcass of a goat stretches across the table. Around it, horrors congregate. In the Brooding Captain's chair crouches a thing of blackness and teeth. [...]"
  28. The Gift, Fallen London "You dart into the passage as razored teeth clash at your heels. The floor vanishes beneath you, and you tumble through the splinters of a ruined stair. You land hard, but feet-first. Above you, your hunter shrieks in rage. You see a winding red tongue; tatters of something ragged caught in its teeth."
  29. The Gift, Fallen London "Someone has driven iron stakes into the wall the stair once stood against. You could climb back up, if you needed. The shadow could not. Perhaps that is why it rumbles at you from the doorway, rather than leaping down."
  30. The Gift, Fallen London "The first to enter is the Brooding Captain. You watch his medals gleam in the mirror. Though he is a heavy-set man, he makes no more noise than a shadow. [...]"
  31. Adam's Way, Sunless Sea - Deliver the snuffer to the Avuncular Broker - "Inside is a chart, its folds stiff with zee-salt. The corner is stamped with the seal of the Empress herself. It is labelled 'First voyage of the Galatea, 1867' and shows a tenuous, roving course across the Unterzee."
  32. The Gift, Fallen London ""It's very selfish of you to keep her like this, Alfred," the Princess sighs. "You're forcing your own foibles on her. She could be better. So could you." The Brooding Captain grinds his teeth. There is the sound of sabres clashing."
  33. The Gift, Fallen London
  34. The Gift, Fallen London "[...] An abhorrence of rusting quills screams at you, flaring its spines like an iron sun."
  35. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "H_____ will touch only honey from a single inmate of the cage-gardens, whose cage was kept away from the rest."
  36. The Gift, Fallen London
  37. The Gift, Fallen London "[...] a gaunt thing shivers in a coat of glass feathers. [...]"
  38. The Gift, Fallen London "Before each step, you nudge the feathers aside with your toe. The glassy sounds are shrill in the cellars' hush. There are shapes in the dark: statues. The Recalcitrant Sculptress was gifted when she still had hands. Now, her works are crude; as twisted as dying oaks. This one has a set of stubby, vestigial arms protruding from the sides of its head. Another, further in, has a narrow torso covered in mouths. You pass between the monstrous statues as swiftly as you dare."
  39. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London
  40. The Gift, Fallen London "The carcass of a goat stretches across the table. Around it, horrors congregate. [...] A weeping, horse-sized grub half-mounts the table [...]"
  41. 41.0 41.1 A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "For weeks, you let the bees tear away pieces of your mind. You relive the torture every time you swallow your own honey, but the agony is nothing to that of confronting yourself. Sometimes, the pain recedes enough for you to see what is happening to your body, but it comes as no surprise. This new form matches who you have always been."
  42. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "There is more honey than you could possibly eat, in any flavour you desire. You ask for soldiers' memories, but there must be something wrong with the honey because these recollections taste only of boredom and pain. You cast the spoon aside and watch as your siblings eat, and grow monstrous."
  43. A Crown of Thorns, Fallen London "When the day is won, you march to your mother's room to inform her of your triumph, but she closes the door in your face."
  44. The Gift, Fallen London
  45. The Gift, Fallen London "[...] the Delicate Duke (who is still much mourned in patriotic corners of society)."
  46. The Mysteries Revealed, Again, Failbetter Games "One of the Empress' issue died. But which? The Delicate Duke / Prince Leopold, or Duke Leopold"
  47. The Gift, Fallen London
  48. The Gift, Fallen London "The Playful Prodigy makes no sound as she stirs from the ceiling. You do not hear her unfold her spindly limbs. You do not see her long hands reach down, or the frightened, child-like faces that peer from each palm. You feel the needled finger, though, as it pricks a vein in your neck. Sharp as a bee sting."
  49. The Silken Salon, Sunless Skies "The Generous Princess manages many affairs of court. She cultivates alliances, forms opinions, sets trends, makes introductions, suggests promotions and dismantles reputations. She attracts rumours like a lantern attracts moths. It's said that she fears the light of the suns, and that her gifts inevitably destroy the recipients. She can sometimes be found in her salon, where she welcomes visiting captains."
  50. Your Salon: invite the Captivating Princess as a guest of honour (1 FATE), Fallen London
  51. Locate the 'silly old thing' for the Princess, Sunless Skies "When I was a lesser person than I am now, [...] I had awful habits. I went through a phase that was best described as monstrous. Too much wild red honey, I'm afraid."
  52. Don't trap the princess, Sunless Skies "[...] She is dragging a leviathanical skin of monstrous appearance – it must have once covered some gargantuan insectoid beast."
  53. The Gift, Fallen London "Only the Captivating Princess looks as she did in the mirror. Among the nightmares, her beauty is worst of all. It rakes your eyes like fire. Mercifully, your senses flee."
  54. The Gift, Fallen London "I am sorry. You know I'm fond of you, but family must come first. If it helps, the virtues that I so regard in you are what my sister needs. Your curiosity, your determination. They will make her all she can be."
  55. The Gift, Fallen London "Suitors throng about her. Salons feud for her attendance. Even the mustiest of baronets are prepared to butter you up in the hopes you'll speak well of them to her."
  56. The Gift, Fallen London "Society effuses about her. What poise! What charity! And her taste in gifts! Why, the Whisper-Satin rouche she bestowed upon the young Lord H_______ complemented his eyes perfectly, before that jealous painter plucked them out. And the glass serpent she gave to Lady B_________ was a marvel. It's a miracle it survived the fire."
  57. The Captivating Princess, Fallen London "You find her alone in the Onyx Room, surrounded by the corpses of guards and looters. The air stinks of blood and cordite. [...] "I see quite well in the dark," [...] you see blood smeared around her mouth. She shrugs. "They were basically dead," she explains."
  58. The Captivating Princess, Fallen London "The fashion is wrought-iron patio furniture and coffee under electric lights. You take a bite out of a square of mille-feuille. The Princess has brought her own food, an eccentricity that would be rude on anyone other than her. One delicate hand takes a thumb-sized wasp out of a jar, and brings it to her lips."