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       @Hunwald

            Dear Your Imperial Majesty, 

                                                               I have written this letter to you with a simple prayer. As of recent it was revealed that treacherous de Falstaff men betrayed the crown and affiliated themselves with the Sedanites - an action I have full heartedly opposed and neglected. Through the death of my traitorous husband I have remained loyal to the Empire and Her people, raising funds for the ISA as well as enlisting myself. I do not ask for these actions of betrayal to be forgotten nor swept under the rug though I pray you will allow my children - of the Falstaff blood to be raised within Whitcombe - an abode built by Albert de Falstaff for his legacy of true devotion to the Empire. Though these treasonous outcasts have brought a stain upon this Ashford household I assure you there are still few who remain loyal to you, and shall be until our death and forevermore. There is not much I can give to my children as nothing was left to me, I am alone in this, and it aches me knowing this. Being able to raise them within this household shall mean the world to me. This is my simple prayer to you, your Imperial Majesty. While I cannot give my children a life with a father, I can still try to give them a life within a household that once belonged to their kin.                           

                                                                                            May GOD protect you, 

                                                                                                 Sincerely,  Emerentia de Falstaff.

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A pale skinned woman from the Seven Skies would let out a tear, the woman, would then let out many tears. As Sabrina Kovachev’s sadness for her daughter’s lost was infinite. Her expression would be seemingly shocked and filled with sorrow- as the woman mourned for the lost of her daughter’s husband- she would then wipe them off and comment. “Please I do hope the emperor has some mercy in is heart to bless my poor daughter with a household to raise my beautiful grandchildren I could never met.” After her comment, she would grow a light smile upon her once sorrowful expression.

 

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"Mr. Kovachev, sir," offered a valet, "The Governor of the Palace wanted to inform you that your daughter has written to the Emperor... concerning the matter of your late son-in-law, sir."

 

"Get me a brandy!" barked the obese man to the servant, yellowed teeth ripping and tearing into his dish of tripe.

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Nikolai participated in the "THE SECURING OF WHITECOMBE" or as it probably would be remembered in the historical accounts as, "The Raevir Plebian Sacking of Whitecombe, 1813". In either case, he was glad to be apart of it as it brought a rush of adrenaline into his soul. After being ordered to stop smashing windows, he made sure to throw another rock at a window for good measure against the "rebel threat". Though the youth hardly knew what the war was even about, he knew he won it. 

 

"FOR DOBROV" his voice cracked as he threw a second rock into the already broken window.

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A rough depiction of Ostromir Carrion with his heir and a levyman placing the Imperial Banners,

 

 

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15 minutes ago, JoanOfArc said:

Nikolai participated in the "THE SECURING OF WHITECOMBE" or as it probably would be remembered in the historical accounts as, "The Raevir Plebian Sacking of Whitecombe, 1813". In either case, he was glad to be apart of it as it brought a rush of adrenaline into his soul. After being ordered to stop smashing windows, he made sure to throw another rock at a window for good measure against the "rebel threat". Though the youth hardly knew what the war was even about, he knew he won it. 

 

"FOR DOBROV" his voice cracked as he threw a second rock into the already broken window.

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A rough depiction of Ostromir Carrion with his heir and a levyman placing the Imperial Banners,

 

 

Emerentia participated in the aftermath of "THE SECURING OF WHITCOMBE" or as it would be remembered in the woman's books "Ostromir being Ostromir", 1813. In either case, she was joyous as she watched the heir of Dobrov clean up the scattered glass and repair the windows, smiling. 

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jokes on you, i got to watch nectorist suffer w/ obtaining white stained glass panes for 30 minutes

 

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