Joseph II

[KosherZombie 1772]

"Father, thank you, for all that you have left with me." The man looks out over the Augustine, lifts his head, and paces forth.

[frankdh 2418]

Wherever Joseph found himself, there was a woman in red there to greet him.

 

"Joseph-- there you are." 

 

She found there were many things she wanted to say, but a smile settled into her old face.

 

"Thank you-- I'm sorry you had to sail alone. You did wonderfully." 

 

 

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Charlotte Augusta is offered a note by a weary-looking courier, bearing the news of her grandfather's passing. Though he had perhaps paid her two dozen attentions in her lifetime...it felt as if a great force had departed the city of Providence. The princess made haste to the Augustine Palace, goose-feathered hat flying from her head in her careless race for the comfort of family.

[Ivoreyy 2303]

The Princess Imperial stood aside her husband as news of her fathers death reached Rosemoor. The woman of nearly sixty sent a prayer to the above - thankful for the many blessings in which he had bestowed upon her - of all of them, she thanked him for her ever present, ever devoted parents.
 

“Long live the Emperor. May he find peace”

[bickando 3967]

Pretty Princess Helen's sad gaze followed her grandfather to his end. His reign did not greatly alter the Empire's course in history; but it did bring with it a generational peace. She mourned for him, just as the well-read of their faire Empire would, for with his death brought with it the unknown upon their realm.

[Benjikhei 698]

Mourning begins for the Emperor Joseph II, his reign was prosperous but someone, somewhere- knows he is in a better place, and with his wife Anne I.

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Nearby, Beryl Carrington would grimace at the news to the death, still in some slight shock for the looming, empty choir of bells ringing out across Providence moments earlier. He'd fled to the palace straight after to see members of the palace staff weep, nobles and peers of the realm alike hanging their heads and saying not a word, and he'd know what had happened. And he'd seen how it had effected those around him, he knew it best for him to mourn with them, for his vast wealth mattered not, his work mattered not, nothing else was a priority now. 

 

Nothing but mourning, and grief- two old men, recently, perhaps some of the most respected and well known men of the Empire had passed, this was clearly not a season of joy, but a season of gloom and dismay. And the Carrington knew it so.

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                          LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR

[Scipp3r 451]

Urrigon reacts upon hearing the news

 

 

[Nectorist 12869]

Franz takes to the pen, seeking to thank his late cousin in the only way he knows how.

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

Farooq frowns

[Esterlen 4499]

"Blessedly, Joseph II had ruled in accordance with the principles his tutor had instilled in him from the age of eight. My uncle, Frederick Armas, had despised the emperor's boorish father, considering him a lustful, pernicious aristocrat.

 

After the Duke of Adria's death, he had contrived, above all else, to at the least moderate whatever impulses his heir had - at the most, the Harrenite had hoped to create a better sort of leader than the ones that had dominated his own life. 

 

Josip Klemens var Adrian Sarkozic was born to a brutish marauder and a Haeseni princess. Over the course of his octogenarian lifespan, he would come, through the designs of others, to be the sovereign of the greatest country known to the descendant peoples. From his union with the Princess Imperial would come the House of Novellen - named after the monolithic palace of his father-in-law.

 

The Viscount Rillsworth did not live to see his protege ascend to the throne alongside his wife, but in whatever hell the old solicitor found himself in, he would have been beyond proud."

 

An excerpt from the personal memoirs of Riordain MacDroch-Armas, Viscount Rillsworth, 1815.

[MRCHENN 4741]

"A man who held the nature of Fidei Defensor and Defender of our constitution until the very end. God save the Emperor, and long live John VIII," uttered a simple priest.

[Da_Emperors 1987]

Upon the arrival of the news Ledicort would sign the Lorianne upon his chest. He whispered, “Your Imperial Majesty, you were a humble and benevolent ruler. Your wisdom and guiding hand has driven the Empire to see new heights. Shall you take rest in the Seven Skies and find peace knowing your rule was one with achievement. Your son, His Imperial Majesty, John Charles, shall continue on where you have left off — and all of Oren United by his side for the cause of our Holy Orenian Empire.”

[kuerbis 3802]

Anne Caroline knew this day would come. Joseph II was an old man - and the two of them had never been particulary close - but when the news hit her, they struck. That very same night, Anne retreats to her chamber. Above a simple bed, a painting hung; Anne I, the late Empress and her beloved grandmother.

 

"His Imperial Majesty's death much reminded me of yours. I weep when I think back to it, Your Imperial Majesty... Grandmother."

 

After those words were spoken, the Imperial fell into silent prayer. She signed the Lorraine upon herself when it was done, her gait shifting itself upwards to the dusted cross she had hung on her wall.

 

"The Emperor is dead. Long live the Emperor."

[Caranthir_ 2533]

Amadeus d’Aryn lounged on a lavish bench in the Seven Skies, overlooking all creation whilst feasting on a crab pie. He regarded Joseph kindly as he accumulated beside him, offering his friend a portion of the delicacy with a nudge. 

 

He had shared his youth with the Emperor, owed a great deal to him, and had died gruesomely despite orders from his friend to save him. In life Joseph had been his superior, but in death they were naught but old men on a bench with nowhere to go but eternity, watching the world revolve under the stars. 

 

"I always knew you were an Everardine, you know." Amadeus admitted, as Joseph bit through a crab leg.

[Proddy 2415]

The long dead Peter Amadeus de Sarkozy welcomes his uncle into the Seven Skies, his father fat George de Sarkozy by his side.