L’amore vince sempre

[libertyybelle 6187]

 

 

 

L’amore vince sempre

 

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In the year of 1721, a horrendous murder has occurred.

The death of my dearest father, caused by my dearest mother.

My mother, slain without trial by Elephant Knights of Ves.

My father's last breath was used to tell me that he loved me, and to

hold dearly onto the woman he loved till his demise.

 

They died in each others arms, just how they always used to say.

 

The title of my father; Count of Varoche has been placed upon

my brother,  Paul John Vittore di Montelliano Varoche.

While the Baronetcy of Napolzi, was placed upon my shoulders.

I have been placed by law, in charge of my dearest siblings

until they come of age as well as placed regent to the Varoche

name until my youngest brother grows and is able.

 

Though it pains my heart to separate from them, John Vittore as well as

Emma Alexandria will be sent to the palazzo of Varoche. They will live

there and be taught the wisdom from the high pontefice, Daniel VI.

Julietta Maria and I will remain in Helena and receive weekly tutorings from

the father, due to prior promises that were made.

 

My heart aches for my young sorelle and my brave fratello, for they

now have to grow up without a father or mother. I have tried best to raise

them, and now they choose their own paths for that is what I wished for.

 

I dearly hope that my father and mother look down from the seven skies,

with most elegant pride and beaming smiles. As I complete their dream

of following the word of GOD.

 

I pray for their journey to him was safe, for their bodies

were blessed and looked over by the pontefice himself.

 

L’amore vince sempre.

Love conquers all.

 

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Signed by;

Her Ladyship, Nikoletta Sofia Kavietsby

di Montelliano Varoche, Baronetess of Napolzi

[Enlightenment 2300]

Paul John Victor III shakes his head, “Business conquers all, not love,” The young lord said.

[amyselia 2962]

Emma Alexandria mourns her dearest mother and father from atop the Palace of Varoche, from where she viewed the proclamation. A bulb of salted tears drifted from her cheek, and onto the page from which she read, “I’ll miss you, sorella.”

[NightOfTheWind 3226]

A lone soldier hugs the sheathe of his sword over his shoulder as he sits out the rain under a large flower in the King’s Isle. 
”All Ves does is take. It never gives. The ‘Golden’ City is nothing but a Fool’s Gold.” He muttered under his breath.
”Goodbye- Paul, Emigliana.”

[PrincessSnowie 539]

Young Julietta sits in the church of Helena covered in her large veils of mourning as she reads the notice occasionally using a handkerchief to wipe her eyes before folding the paper putting it away before signing the Lorraine cross over herself and bowing her head as she quietly speaks  "Dio guida la mia famiglia... Amen”

[bickando 3967]

William stands over Nikoletta’s shoulder, patting it softly. Against the fading candlelight, he leans forward to whisper,

 

“I am sorry, my love. May they rest in the Seven Skies.”

[osumanduas 1442]

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