Rejoice! Donatella backstory headcanons be upon ye!
Donatella was raised by her widowed mother, Lorenza, with her 4 sisters, living in a small town in Italy. After years of performing as a figure skater and dancer, Lorenza was finally able to settle down in a town with her now deceased husband. A mix of the death of her husband, and the hoops she had to jump through to get her life as good as it was for her and her daughters, Lorenza suffers from the same personality defects has Alma from Encanto (though I had actually made Lorenza before that movie came out haha). She pushed all of her children to pursue the same career she did, as she that’s what she knew how to teach them best, as well as pushed them to all hold themselves with the same grace and elegance associated with their profession. Constantly. Francesca was always the troublemaker child, but in twin cliché fashion, her and Dona always went everywhere together. Eventually when Dona was around 16, and sick of the grueling practice, being sheltered, and the closed off behavior of her mother, she decided to run away with the circus that had come to her town. It wasn’t Augustus that originally made her go, though he was nice and she liked him a lot, it was really the freedom. Lucy (though Marona at the time) was so much more warm and welcoming than her mom, and while her dancing and skating training would come in handy with the acrobatics, it wasn’t something she was forced to do. So she left in the night and never turned back. However due to the fact she wasn’t just leaving her mother behind (and the fact that she was leaving her mother behind, she still loved her regardless), it’s something that STILL eats Dona away inside, so she never really told any of her children about any of her family members. She’s more of a sweep anything that’s troubling you under the rug kind of person.
She wrote to her mother over the years, telling her about her life and just trying to keep in touch in some way, but she never got any messages back, despite Lorenza still reading the letters (Somehow her mother can hold a grudge for that long). The main reason Dona was so upset that Raz had run away, is that she really didn’t want to face the hurt she had caused her own family, and fearing she had become too much like her own mother, she masked it with passive aggressiveness.
I’ll just briefly go over their personalities too !
Fran: Even though Dona kinda got put on Lorenza’s shit list permanently for running away to the circus, Fran is this the one she butts heads with when it comes to family members she’s actually in touch with. She’s a famous fencer! Something her mom wasn’t the happiest about but she grew to at the very least tolerate it over time. Fran is very bold and extroverted, as well as a romantic and chivalrous person when it comes to her fiancée. She loves action and despite holding some contempt for her closest family member running away, she mostly just really misses her. If anything, she just wished Dona had brought her with her. Despite not following her mother’s career path that she set for her children, Francesca is probably the most well known out of all of them.
Pippa: Pippa is the second youngest after the twins! She does figure skating like her mother, and has At Least one kid (who is named Michelangelo or Mikey for short). She’s the biiig gossip or the family, and loves talking, which is basically how she’s been her whole life. After Dona left, her and Fran grew a little bit closer (but still not as much as her and her twin). Pippa is a bit of the glamor girl, but she’s very nice and bubbly, and when it comes to gossip she just likes to hear and talk about drama, not really insult people. As a kid she tried her hardest to be like her oldest sister, Giovanna, which worked out for her in some ways, but put pressure on her in others.
Imelda: Imelda is a bit closed off and introverted. She’s not openly shy, but she prefers to spend her time not talking. She used to be a dancer (more specifically ballet) but changed careers to something more “practical” like a business or research based job (idk yet like an accountant or data analyst or smth) when the dancing wasn’t really working out. I could mmmaybe see her having children but probably not.
Giovanna: Giovanna is the oldest, and golden child. She never really experienced parentification, their mother fussed over them a lot, but she was still held up to the standard of the example for her younger sisters. This caused her to be much closer with her mother than any of her sisters. She also found herself scolding her sisters for her mom. Giovanna ended up being a figure skater like her mother.
Lorenza: I feel like I talked about her a bit in the backstory already but like, imagine Alma from encanto, yeah. She’s super passive aggressive when she sees Donatella again. After a whiile she comes around and sees where she went wrong, and they keep in touch. Nona thinks she has a stick up her ass, and Lorenza is a peeved her grandkids call their non-Italian grandma ‘Nona’ (Dona’s like “I’m sorry they picked it up from me!! I didn’t think they’d ever meet you!” Which just makes things worse.) queue running joke of the Aquato kids trying to think of something to call Lorenza instead of Nona.
OKAY TOPIC SHIFT. HERES FRAN AND HER FIANCÉE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!
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"Happiness is a butterfly // Try to catch it like every night // It escapes from my hands into moonlight"
Ever since her mother died, Fen felt like she was never meant to be happy. She always felt alone even when she was surrounded by people.
“You will always have a place here.” Rhaenrya had told her when her mother died.
“You'll need to make yourself useful now that we're housing you. It would be a shame if we'd have to send you away.” Daemon said in contrast. Fen had tried not to think about the implications of what he said. She did not want to be sent to live with strangers. Her father was a shadow she only met once and she didn't even know her mother's family.
So she set herself to work, trying to show her worth. In the years that passed she would never be seen idling.
“The sweet girl does not know how to stop.” Rhaenyra would say. “Darling, you should take a break and rest.”
“That's alright, my lady, I like keeping busy,” Fen would say as she was mending a shirt while watching Joffrey.
The only peace she would find was spending time with Jacaerys. They understood each other. They were both trying to prove themselves. Jace would vent his frustrations to her and she would do her best to advise him. She would never tell him her worries. No, that was not her place. She didn't want to add to his burdens.
As they matured, a hope dwelled in the back of Fen’s mind that Jace would ask his mother to let the two of them marry, but she knew that was impossible. He would be king one day and Daemon and Rhaenys were already starting to push him towards Baela. She was a better match for him. Not some strange looking maid who could barely see.
Her speculation was confirmed at the Driftmark trial when it was announced that Jace and Baela were to be betrothed. Fen felt her heart wrench inside her chest and held back her reaction. She stayed silent and looked at Jace, he seemed pleased with the match. She couldn't blame him, Baela was stunning and seemed to be the perfect queen. She was still heartbroken though. When the trial was over Fen tried to go back to her room but Rhaenyra stopped her.
“Fen, would you like to join us for dinner?” she asked with a kind smile.
“Oh, no thank you, my lady, I wouldn't want to impose and I don't have anything to wear to a banquet. I'll just eat with the children.” Fen said, bowing her head.
Rhaenyra put a hand on her cheek,
“Nonsense, you're one of us and you will eat with us. I'll have a servant look in storage to find you a dress.”
When Fen arrived at the dinner, a few of the men took notice of her. The dress she was lent had been lower cut than what she was used to and had been laced tightly which showed off her bosom more. She didn't know how to feel about the attention and just rushed to her seat. She had been seated between Jace and Prince Aegon and Aegon was being his usual self.
“Lady Fen, when did you get tits?” Aegon had inquired, laughing as Fen turned red and Jace glared at him.
“Oh, like you haven't noticed. You've been staring at them half the night!” he retorted as Jace fumed. Aemond looked at them curiously during the dinner and seemed to be planning something.
Throughout the night many toasts were made including one where Helaena basically said that Aegon was neglecting her which got Jace's attention. When the music started he promptly stood up and asked Helaena to dance. Fen sighed, knowing that he was just doing it to get back at Aegon for his comments. She and Baela exchanged a look.
“Congratulations on your betrothal, Lady Baela,” Fen said politely. Baela looked surprised by her words but smiled appreciatively.
“Thank you, you look lovely in that dress by the way, the colour suits you,” she said. Fen was about to answer when Aemond approached her.
“Dance with me,” he said bluntly.
“Oh, uh no th-” Fen was immediately cut off.
“That was not a question,” he said. Fen relented and took his hand, leaving Aegon with Baela. Aegon looked at Baela tentatively.
“So do you want to…”
“No.”
“Okay.”
As they reached the dancefloor it felt like Aemond was pulling her so they were closer to Jace and Helaena. Jace looked annoyed at Aemond but continued dancing.
Fen tried to think of something to say to Aemond as they danced
“I saw you training earlier, you were very good.”
Aemond didn't answer.
“On Dragonstone, Joffrey has just started learning to swordfight. He's still a novice but he should reach the level of his brothers.”
Aemond smirked. “Yes, I'm sure they're very strong fighters,” he said, emphasizing the word strong.
Suddenly Jace stopped dancing.
“I dare you to say that again.”
“Why? It was only a compliment.” Aemond had the look of a wild animal in his eye. “Do you not think yourself strong?”
Jace was done, he punched Aemond in the jaw. It had little effect and he was pushed to the floor. A couple of guards had to hold him back so he didn't attack Aemond again. Rhaenyra told everyone to go to their rooms and Fen rushed out and ran down the hall.
“Fen wait!” Jace called after her.
“Why did you do that?” she cried out. “Are you trying to start a war?”
Jace stepped back a bit, surprised by her outburst
“He insulted me.”
“He was baiting you. He just wanted an excuse to fight you.”
“I know, it's just he was dancing with you and you're wearing that dress and…” he trailed off.
Fen looked worried.
“And what?” she asked softly.
“I don't want to marry Baela.“ he burst out. “I want to marry you!”
“You can't, you know you can't.” she turned to walk away but he grabbed her.
“Please, wait.” he looked through his pockets desperately. “My mother gave me this. I want you to have it.” he held out a ring with a black stone. “Please.”
“Jace… I can't- you-”
“No! Just take it!” he took her hand and put it on her finger. “See? It's perfect for you.”
Fen looked at the ring and smiled a little. It was pretty-
“You need to marry Baela! She's supposed to be your queen!”
“No, wait, please. I love you and I want to marry you.” he had her face in his hands. “Please. I've never wanted anyone but you.”
They looked at each other for a moment and he kissed her. Fen kissed him back but then started to think about what would happen if it were to continue and quickly pushed him away.
“I'm sorry, I can't.”
She took the ring off and handed it back to him.
“But-”
“Go back to your betrothed”
He looked at her forlornly and then walked away.
No, Fen was never meant to be happy.
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