An Imperial Union

[Ivoreyy 2303]

 

THE FOLLOWING INDIVIDUALS WOULD RECEIVE PERSONAL INVITATIONS:

 

HIH The Duke of Furnestock

HIH The Duchess of Furnestock

HIH The Duke of Crestfall

HIH The Duchess of Crestfall

HIH The Prince Peter

HIH The Prince Joseph

 

The Rt Hon. The Count of Susa

Sir Simon Basrid

Safiye Basrid

Darius Basrid

Cyrus Basrid

Basil Baelius

Adryana Baelius

Caspian Baelius

Cassandra Baelius

Caius Baelius

Casper Baelius

 

The Rt Hon. The Viscount Pruvia-Provins

The Rt Hon. The Viscountess Pruvia-Provins 

Anna Pruvia-Provins

 

Ostromir Carrion

Elisabeth Carrion

 

George Kovachev

 

His Grace The Duke of Sunholdt

Theresa Morana Vilchyc 

The Rt Hon. The Dowager Countess of Alimar

 

Joseph d’Arkent

The Rt Hon. The Lord Carrington

Philippa d’Arkent

Victoria d’Arkent

Emma d’Arkent

James d’Arkent

 

Yuliya Styrne

James Chapel

Calan Stahl-Elendil

 

Saturday 19^th September, 7PM EST

 

 

[venclair 713]

Eleanor Victoria, despite being in her dejected state, felt a feeble sense of warmth upon being personally invited to the wedding. The dowager meandered through her lonesome bedchambers to ready herself for the illustrious coupling.

[Urahra 5781]

Yuliya had locked herself inside her dungeon-like basement apartment for the last several weeks. She needed utter isolation in order to craft the play that would surely be her masterpiece – the final installment in her Crow’s Daughter trilogy. When her roommate James slipped the invitation under her door, she was inclined first to fuss at him for disturbing her... until she saw the elegant, looping script on the parchment.

 

“A personal invitation to an Imperial wedding,” she marvels quietly, taking the missive to her desk and leaning it against her ink bottle. “My, how far we’ve come... Perhaps I’ll dedicate my next play to her.”

[Bawg 494]

John Pruvia-Provins receives a letter from an envoy, he walks to his office and takes his silver letter opener and pinches the parchment inside to unravel its contents. A smile comes across his features as he reads the union of his nephew and his old comrade. He records the date and gazes at his wife and children prancing about the gardens. “I am happy everything was able to settle and wish happiness to be showered upon these two.”