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An Open Letter to Prince Philip Augustus


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"Yet my point is proven in men, we are silenced once more but I stand corrected in my assumption that we will remain meek against those who would cut us down. Congratulations ladies, I'm proud." Says the blonde writer Alice Thorne. 

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Margaux pursed her lips in contemplation as she eyed the blue jay, her charcoal piece rested idly between her fingers and passively tapped against the surface of her journal.  She had spent the majority of the morning in the woodland surrounding Woldzmir in Dobrov, the weather was temperate and there were no harsh winds to disrupt her sketching or to make her shiver. 

 

Although her eyes trailed after the blue jay as it swept down from its branch to feast upon juniper berries, she saw something else entirely; her mind was somewhere else entirely.  Margaux found herself reflecting upon her past once again, it almost seemed as if she remembered another life entirely.  However could that young and gentle lady of seventeen years have grown into this woman now?  

 

A specific night was what weighed over her thoughts; the night when her first betrothal was disrupted.  Whyever would this be coming to her now, again?  An exhale slipped out from the woman's lips as her eyes lowered to her journal, reviewing her charcoal studies of the local birds and flora.  She remembered being at her mother and brother's sides in the Emperor's chambers; the scent of cigarette smoke wasn't adding to the stuffiness of the room.

 

She remembered the numbness and heaviness in her gut as her family's pleas were denied a forth and final time, the tightness in her chest as the proposition of another betrothal was made.  The rest had gone by too fast for the young Helvets to entirely follow, making it all a blur.  Yet a striking image she recalled with the prideful smirk of the Crestfall Duke to have secured his daughter's marriage to the d'Arkents.

 

He, of course, had been he main reason for her betrothal to be disrupted and for the course of her life be shifted to another path entirely.  He had ruined her name. . . yet saved her life.  Had it not been for that fateful night, Margaux would not be the woman she has become now.   Whether such was a good or bad thing, it was undecided by her.

 

Perhaps it was good for her to be as she is now; enlightened, liberated, and unburdened from the trivial intricacies of the Courts in this mortal world.  She had come to realize a far more greater and important destiny; of ascending the ladder.  Had her betrothal never been changed, Margaux would have faded into history and returned to the dust as nothing after having produced a handful of heirs; as most women do.  If only other women of the Court would realize a similar value in themselves, for they can become freed if they break this repetitive wheel now.

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It seemed that a certain Vilac now sat in her bed-chambers, spending her time with her dear husband, and looking to him with a purity of innocence, and a kindness, and a deep respect. How lucky am I, Maude Fitzpeter-Vilac thought. How lucky am I to have a husband so willing, so understanding, that I mustn't be confined by the will of a man, as we are equal in our Holy Wedlock. She reminisced to herself.

The news of the dear Imperial Highness, Elizabeth, seemed to strike her with a deep gratitude. Maude knew she was going to make a change, and surge into a new life to make a better one for her children and her descendants. She looked upon the sky, wondering if her ancestors were watching what she were doing now. She would make history, alongside all the other women of The Holy Orenian Empire

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4 hours ago, Tigergiri said:

Nikita read each word carefully, moving to ask her friends that lived in the kingdom what the big words means

 

The young Child King Philip Galbraith could not answer her question to the extent Nikita would have wished, instead he could be seen petting Fallon once his knowledge of the big words was no more. 

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Elaine read the letter alongside her mother. The girl asking her mother questions whenever she asked what the words meant or if she didn't quite understand the sentence. After having finished she looked to her mother and asked her.

 

"Mama, do you think the letter will do anything for us?" @lillyeveans

 

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Philip sighed upon the scandal featuring his grandfather, his Imperial Highness. "I doubt his Imperial Highness tried to hurt the Princess Imperial or any female in our Empire. That won't be goal of his, he's an old man... Generations are different, he was simply taught that way while growing up. We shouldn't judge harshly our Heir Presumptive on his stance on said huge reform."

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Kylah Anastasia Armas huffed, the girl moving off to write and plan... and write and plan she would.

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Jesus Pablo shakes his head in the new Sunflower Keep upon hearing the news from one of the many women he has kidnapped and married, “Theese ees no bueno amiga, amigas should know they’s place.”

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