This nymph as all nymphs are is beyond stunning in her beautiful looks. She's tiny, standing only four feet tall even when not wearing her heels. Her body is slender with soft womanly curves gracing her chest. Her skin is slightly tanned that has a hint of a glow to it. Her hair is long and flowy in silky pale golden ringlets. Her pale green slightly blueish eyes are hidden beneath impossibly long, thick and curled eyelashes that seem rather void of emotion. She's got a natural charm and grace about her as all faeries do.
She walks with a natural sway of the hips and her naturally crimson full lips curve upwards into a smirk when something amuses her. She wears the finest of silks, satins, chiffons, laces, along with jewlery of the most expensive cuts to match.
And yet despite all her grace, charm and out of this world beauty, theres a coldness about her. As if a deep hatred for all rested inside such an innocent and stunning face.