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RENZFELD IMPERIAL TOUR

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A portrait of the Augustine in the spring c. 1822, painted by Claire Marie Elmpool

 

A N N O   D O M I N I 1824

 


With much excitement and years of waiting, the Renzfeld Imperial House has decided to debut their children. HIH Prince Philip Amadeus, who is third in line for the throne, HIH Princess Amelia Margaret, HIH Prince George Maximillian, HIH Prince Joseph Casimir and HIH Princess Cristina Augusta. After contemplation on what was the best fashion, a dinner and tour was decided to be the most suitable arrangement.

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DINNER

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Dinner will begin in the evening at the saint’s hour of six in the dining hall and will encompass an announcement from HIH Prince Philip Aurelian, the Count of Renzfeld.

 

Thereafter, a procession of fashion in which clothes to be auctioned off will be presented for bidding whilst dining occurs led by Simon Bastille. Once dessert is concluded- the Imperial family will move with the fourth brigade to begin their tour.

 

 


 

TOUR

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The tour will be visiting each peer within their estate over the saint’s week. No gifts for the family are required but of course are welcome. Encompassing a large loop around the Holy Orenian Empire’s domain- spending quality time with each peerage listed below.

 

 


 

25th Godfrey's Triumph [Friday]

Sunholdt @ 8

 

26th Tobias's Bounty [Saturday]

Cathalon @ 6

d’Azor @ 7

 

27th Sun's Smile [Sunday] 

Dobrov @ 6

Kositz @ 7

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9th Godfrey's Triumph [Friday]

Halcourt @ 6

Halstaig @ 7

 

10th Tobias's Bounty [Saturday]

Carrington @ 6

Provins @ 7

 

11th Sun's Smile [Sunday]

Valles @ 7

 

[Each time is in PM EST]

 


Signed by

HIH, Prince Philip Aurelian

Count of Renzfeld

 

HIH, Princess Amadea Ulyssa

Countess-consort of Renzfeld

 

HE, Mary Casimiria of Carrington

Mistress of Arts for the Augustine

 

Spoiler

OOC: 

Dinner is on the 25th of June and will start at 6 PM EST

 

The 9th, 10th and 11th are to be of July since Nectorist wants to party for the fourth..... 

 

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Mary pats the young blonde girl "The whole world will love you, darling." she murmurs, a kind smile donning her lips.

 

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Ansel Elmpool marvels at his wife's painting!

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Sir Otis de Rosius squints at the page before standing up, and going to fetch his spectacles with a sigh.

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The infant Louis Maximilien de Savoie shivers and writhes in bed, beset once again by illness. A common occurrence for the flaxen-haired Savoyard, his immune system ravaged since birth by way of pure misfortune. A servant of Olivier Renault’s household irons his finest clothes in the meanwhile, with the prediction that the youngest of his master’s brood shall be hearty enough to travel for the preliminary feast at the Augustine and should fate favour the sickly youth, many more of the celebrations beyond that.

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Tobias shrivels his nose in disgust, “Oskar bring your father his handkerchief I’m about to sneeze!”

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The now grown teenager Philip Michael smiles upon hearing about the upcoming visit from his first cousins.

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Viktor eagerly scrubs off the bloodied stains on the dining room wall in anticipation!

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Maisie d’Arkent would scorn at the news of Sunholdt being visited first “I have to get to cleaned!” She’s practically shout, moving quickly into renovations for the family.

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Charlotte Augusta, sullen but recovered after the kidnapping of her child, would muster the enthusiasm to begin preparing her husband's estate in Dobrov for her cousin's imperial arrival. The princess thought she might even goad her companion Margaux into helping her tend to some of the more unruly rose bushes. She kept a wine glass close, however, incase she required a further pick-me-up.

 

@Nectorist @Eryane @UnBaed

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45 minutes ago, MunaZaldrizoti said:

Charlotte Augusta, sullen but recovered after the kidnapping of her child, would muster the enthusiasm to being preparing her husband's estate in Dobrov for her cousin's imperial arrival. The princess thought she might even goad her companion Margaux into helping her tend to some of the more unruly rose bushes. She kept a wine glass close, however, incase she required a further pick-me-up.

 

@Nectorist @Eryane @UnBaed

 

Margaux awkwardly pats Charlotte on the shoulder every time she heard her childhood friend sniveling; the woman was horrible in consoling others, though did her best.  "There, there. . ." she uttered, before falling into yet another length of painfully awkward silence.

 

Meanwhile. . .

 

A young girl goes about her round of dusting many shelves and tomes, before sneezing as she crosses a particularly dusty book.  She wipes her nose with her sleeve, resuming her diligent work.

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3 hours ago, UnBaed said:

 

Margaux awkwardly pats Charlotte on the shoulder every time she heard her childhood friend sniveling; the woman was horrible in consoling others, though did her best.  "There, there. . ." she uttered, before falling into yet another length of painfully awkward silence.

 

Meanwhile. . .

 

A young girl goes about her round of dusting many shelves and tomes, before sneezing as she crosses a particularly dusty book.  She wipes her nose with her sleeve, resuming her diligent work.

@MunaZaldrizoti@Nectorist@UnBaed

"Oh goodness, my dear!" Cried out the Lady Basrid as she hurried over to the set of rose bushes with a handkerchief high in the air until she proffered it out to the Countess Dobrov. It may have been better had the woman brought out a full bottle of wine, yet the woman had never considered such offering. All she could manage was a small smile to Margaux, and her thinly laced fabric to Charlotte. "Goodness, goodness. Everything shall be all-right in good time. God will ensure no harm befalls your sweet daughter. Ehr– further harm..."

 

@Aesanie@Cepheid@Tigergiri@RaindropsKeepFalling@Hephaestus@Tiresiam@doreebear@Axelu

Off in the distance in the town-square of the municipality, a young Raev girl stood tall with her arms cradling her youngest sister, Eugenia, in her arms. Alexandra, the oldest of the nine-and-counting set of daughters, demanded her sisters (Xenia, Milena, Nikita, Reese, Ostrovina, Reza, Nastasya; save for Eugenia) about as they decorated in preparations for the imperial family's visit. "MOVE IT! MOVE IT! LET'S GO!"

 

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9 minutes ago, Eryane said:

@MunaZaldrizoti@Nectorist@UnBaed

"Oh goodness, my dear!" Cried out the Lady Basrid as she hurried over to the set of rose bushes with a handkerchief high in the air until she proffered it out to the Countess Dobrov. It may have been better had the woman brought out a full bottle of wine, yet the woman had never considered such offering. All she could manage was a small smile to Margaux, and her thinly laced fabric to Charlotte. "Goodness, goodness. Everything shall be all-right in good time. God will ensure no harm befalls your sweet daughter. Ehr– further harm..."

 

@Aesanie@Cepheid@Tigergiri@RaindropsKeepFalling@Hephaestus@Tiresiam@doreebear@Axelu

Off in the distance in the town-square of the municipality, a young Raev girl stood tall with her arms cradling her youngest sister, Eugenia, in her arms. Alexandra, the oldest of the nine-and-counting set of daughters, demanded her sisters (Xenia, Milena, Nikita, Reese, Ostrovina, Reza, Nastasya; save for Eugenia) about as they decorated in preparations for the imperial family's visit. "MOVE IT! MOVE IT! LET'S GO!"

 

Elizabeth smiled

 

nikita in her long robes followed after her elder sister. “STAHP YELLING! IM NOT THAT TALL SOMEONE GET ON MY SHOULDERS TO PUT THIS LIGHT UP PLEASE!” Her voice screeching as she tried her very best to put of decorations with her sisters all squabbling about.

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Philip Amadeus, flanked by a large flurry of tutors, military officers, fencing masters, and clergymen, is informed of his presentation to the wider Empire. The young boy breaks the stoicism and carefulness that has been long-instilled into him, unable to prevent himself from breaking into a wide grin. Finally, he would be able to venture from beyond the walls of Providence, from beyond the safety of the Augustine, and see what the wider world had in store for him.

 

Five minutes later, one of Philip's priestly tutors is struck in the face with an apple pie from above, the treat having been dropped from the rafters. The young prince would disappear, not to be caught until later that evening.

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