A Noble Wedding

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A few messenger doves had crossed the whole realm just to deliver rather important letters to each and all noble monarchs of Oren. The letter would have a wax stamp of house Winter, keeping it shut. Once opened it would read..

 

~o:-:o~

Dearest lords and ladies of the realm,

The patriarchs of the betrothed request of ye

the honour of thine most esteemed presence

and the pleasure of thine most noble company

at the marriage of the Lord Robert Winter II,

and the Lady Elsie Blackwell.

 

At noontide on the twentieth of The First Seed,

in the woodlands of Fanneh,

in the outskirts of Kaldonia.

 

~o:-:o~

 

 

[Devland99 180]

"Be sure to have armed guards, do not want red wedding." - Says man

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

"You best have my invitation ready."

[Draeris 3124]

"Should have married a Visconti.." Julian mutters, putting his daughters back into the chest.

[Proddy 2415]

Atticus Langua, bastard son of the late-lord Oliver Blackwell and therefore half-brother of the Lady Elsie receives an invitation. He scoffs. "Forestlands are hunting grounds, not marriage sites" he groans, tossing the invite aside as he prepares his best clothing regardless.

[dank 413]

 

"Be sure to have armed guards, do not want red wedding." - Says man

 

Corbett grins at the irony, remembering the Colin wedding...

Never forget.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.