Blood and Rain

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

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The rain fell heavy upon the road, mud kicking up from beneath the hooves of the horse owned by the Princess of Ulgaard, Emma Ludovar. A cloak was clasped at her shoulders, a dour hood the only thing covering her pale green eyes as she allowed her horse to trod along the wet dirt and gravel. With arms wrapped about his mother’s waste, Stefan Ludovar clung to his mother, his own cowl hiding his wet face from view.

 

Continuing onward, the city of Markev came into view. With an exhausted sigh of relief, the Princess would reach down to squeeze the pale hand of her youngest child and heir. As she paused, to look at her son and then back to her home, the breath was knocked out of her as a fist met her stomach, a blur of black breezing past her on a horse of its own. Emma fell from her saddle, her son giving a yelp of his own as they both plunged into the mud. More hooves seemed to appear around them, figures masked in shadow dismounting and drawing small blades.

 

This is how it would end. The Mother grasped her son tightly, not sure if these men had been sent, or if she even cared. Footsteps neared, the Princess screamed until her voice was hoarse and practically gone. They snatched her son from her pale fingers, his sleeve ripping as the force of her arm tried to save her child. The jingle of chains and shackles rang in her ears as the whimper of a boy began to blend into the downpour.

 

Emma Ludovar sat still, body shaking with both sadness and fury. Another form approached her, accompanied by various chuckles and japes. The Princess of Ulgaard raised her visage, regardless of how blurred it was, and closed her eyes as the cold bite of death met her throat. The blade dug into her flesh, but Emma Ludovar didn’t even flinch as her life’s blood spilled out before her. Her eyes, the eyes of King Stephen’s blood that had always been her crowning jewel, caught the gaze of her imprisoned son before only seeing darkness.

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Rest in Peace

Emma Sofya Ludovar, Princess of Ulgaard

1666 – 1704

 

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Wanted to write something unique for a character that I loved playing, though I finally decided it was time to let her go. Irp, as far as anyone knows, her son is also dead. I might come up with some creative writing story for him, but that is highly unlikely to happen. I want to say thank you to everyone that made her so wonderful to play, including @JuliusAakerlund @Torky @TarreBear @Doggedwasupxxx @Dasdi @El Ricktador @Sky and @Axelu! Onward and upward! ❤️

 

[sandey0000 216]

"Oh well" Sergei spoke out as he went on with his daily, already having presumed her dead anyways

[Imperium 3495]

Rhys smiles as he has outlived another person.

 

Marius makes the sign of the cross, “Farewell Emma.”

[blago 1602]

Stefan Ludovar broods in his Fennic estate upon hearing the news, crying for many weeks to come.

[Axelu 4333]

Alana welcomes her cousin warmly in the Seven Skies.

 

Alastrine mourns the loss of her grand niece amidst her arduous voyage to foreign lands.

[KIIWIKILLA 342]

On 2/22/2019 at 6:55 AM, EternalSaturn said:

Princess of Ulgaard

A man winces as he reads this

[osumanduas 1442]

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

 

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