|Type||Firstborn- Dochas Sidhe|
|Rank, Titles, Other Names|| Lady
Amy (fae family)
|Family|| Oberon (father)|
|Mentioned in||Rosemary and Rue, Late Eclipses|
Biography / Background Edit
"before she met my father, assistant clerk at the local five-and-dime. Playing human teenager amused her, and I guess when you plan on living forever, you do whatever it takes to make the days pass. The arcane mechanisms of modern retail served well enough to keep her entertained for a while.
That was in 1950. They say the mortal world was simpler then, but it was complicated enough for her.
Daddy wasn’t like her, and that drew Mother to him like a moth to a flame. She played faerie bride better than I did; she could weave an illusion in an instant, hiding pointed ears and colorless eyes behind a human smile before the people around her had time to blink. She never got caught out by the dawn or wound up shouting excuses from the bathroom while she tried to shove her “face” back into place. The fae are liars, every one of us, and she was the best. They met in 1951, married three months later, and had me in ’52, in the month I was named after.— Amandine was really my mother then; she grinned a chocolate smile as she held me, happy as anything with her weird little version of reality. She’d never played faerie bride before. The game enchanted her, and she followed its rules with the scrupulousness that was her hallmark. They were happy. We were happy. That’s something I try to hang on to. We were happy once. She held me in her lap and brushed my hair; she taught me to love Shakespeare. We were a family. Nothing can change that.
Changelings don’t grow up in the human world. It simply isn’t done. If I’d chosen to stay human, there would have been an accident, something simple, and my grieving mother could have stayed with her husband in the mortal world. Instead, I chose Faerie and condemned her to the Summerlands. That’s when she stopped being the mother I knew: I couldn’t fill the hole my father left in her heart, and so she never let me try."
When Toby was seven, Sylvester Torquill, along with others, came to give Toby the Changeling's Choice. She ran to her mother saying she was just like her. They were both whisked away to the Summerlands, where Toby was raised. Amandine slowly lost her grip on reality. She doesn’t understand much these days. She spends her time wandering the Summerlands, humming songs no one recognizes and rattling at doors no one else sees. In her own way, she’s lost more time than I have. ~ book one, chapter one.
- Celebrity of sorts, the strongest blood-worker in the Kingdom, a friend to Dukes and more
Position, Occupation, Title, etcEdit
- known to be more than slightly mad
Home / Residence / Knowe Edit
Physical Description Edit
- smiling woman with white-blond hair baking cookies
- Husband: human Irish accountant
- Daughter: October Daye — Changeling
- They’ve called her side of the family the Kindly Ones, guardians of the garden path, stealers of children . . .
Character Connections Edit
|October Daye||daughter||Changeling||lived happily before the Choice;|
|Sylvester Torquill||old friend||Duke||gave Toby the Changeling's Choice|
|Simon Torquill||Husband||Turned Toby into a fish to protect her|
|August||Daughter||Likely died during the earthquake|
Events in the Series (Spoilers) Edit
Use the book title at the opening of each paragraph as a "Spoiler Warning".
In Late Eclipses (Book #4):