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DEATH IN THE FAMILY, 1736


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DEATH IN THE FAMILY

 

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Issued and Confirmed by His Majesty, Adrian I, King of Kaedrin, 19th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1736.

 

 

 


 

BELOVED KAEDRENI, AND FELLOW IMPERIALS,


Hereby does the Crown of Kaedrin grieve. Our dearest Queen Annabelle Loren, struck down and murdered by the honorless spawn of Krug. Beloved, she is survived by her husband, his Majesty, and several their children left shaken by her passing. May she find peace in the Seven Skies for the life of virtue she lived, and for the violence that was her end.

 

IN NOMINE DOMINI

 

In Loving Memory...

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Her Majesty, Queen Annabelle Lorin Helvets (1698-1736)

 

 

 


 

Hereby does the Crown of Kaedrin call for this blow to all humanity be avenged. As a grieving father, as a man who has lost his beloved, this blighted race must be driven to the ends of the earth and exterminated. Let the streets be slickened with their foul blood, let this attack be returned a thousand-fold, their misbegotten kind brought out wherever they might be found and butchered as the beasts they are. The crimes of Krug and his brood shall forever be repeated if they are to survive, like a twisted, demented comedy that plays out over and over again. Let the mercy of Owyn’s Flame take them and extinguish this tragedy once and for all.

 

 



            IN NOMINE DEI,

 

His Majesty, Adrian I of the House of Helvets, King of Kaedrin, Grand Duke of Ves, Duke of Cathalon, Lord of the Rhoswenii, and Captain & Defender of Liberty

 

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Captain and defender of Liberty,John scoffed

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Lord Waldemar Sarkozic kneels before the altar of the Basilica of the Final Revelation in the Imperial City of Helena. The young Sarkozic is joined by the Duchess of Adria, as well as the Queen of Hanseti-Ruska and her daughter, Antonia Frederika, Princess Royal. The assembled clasp their hands together in pray for the recently deceased Queen of Kaedrin. Lord Waldemar would kneel in silence as the others share fond memories of a woman who was not just the Queen-Consort of Kaedrin, but their companion. He would feel some guilt, however. The Queen was killed at the event he had organized, and the young Lord felt responsible for not ensuring her safety. Waldemar did not have the time to know the young Queen of Kaedrin, but he would pray for her soul nonetheless. 

 

”Our loving Father, we pray that our lost soul has finally found its way to Your lands. We pray that we may see them again, when it is our time to pass to Your eternal realm. In nomine Patris, amen.”


 

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Arianne Renée weeps for the passing of her mother within the confines of her room, her head buried in her hands.  She sniveled and wiped her nose, before using the back of her hand to wipe at the stream of tears coming from her puffy eyes.  Her beloved mother had been taken from her, ripped out from this world, by the hands of monsters.  The princess turned her tearful gaze toward the sword she had managed to win at the recent festival held within the city, it being hung up on the wall of her room for her to use as she grew more into a proper woman.

 

Her expression hardened as a fiery hatred sparked within the center of her chest, another tear rolling down her damp cheek.  Her mother would be avenged. 

 

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Nemir Valnelis blinked as word had gotten to her of Annabelle’s untimely passing.  ”Oh...” The fair woman grew silent as she processed the news of her acquaintance’s murder.  Her lips tugged into a frown as her saddened eyes remained distant; thinking back on the pleasant conversations and cups of tea she shared with Annabelle in days past.  She knew that she would miss this kind and curious Queen.

 

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“Your family has my regards, your Majesty” Peter de Sarkozy would state with a solemn sigh 

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Sadness is a common one

 

but anger fills my mind

 

Aldith grips the hilt of her dagger tightly, as if it might snap in two. As the news sunk in, she grit her teeth. She couldn't have failed, no.. It filled her mind with rage, as if her own sight might run red with bloodlust.

 

"I'll kill them.." She murmured "I'll kill them for this.."

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