pk A Grand Walk [P.K]

[Maeday0 180]

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[Adriana d'Arkent, age 21, while strolling in the old garden of Sunholdt]

 

What a way to wake up, eyes flickering, as the sun began to rise over the hill behind Sedan. What was it Adriana had planned today? A brisk walk to Oren.. but only after checking in on her daughter and son, if she could find the kids, they sure do have a habit of running off to savoy and Oren, maybe even Haense, the poor aging woman could barely keep a close eye on those wild cards. Even so, she did enjoy the feeling of watching those she had loved and raised turn into lovely people in the world. Adriana made her way towards the kitchen, through the halls of the sedan keep, to the bottom floor, her eyes looking into the storage to see what she could make for her later plans in the day. An odd lack of ingredients made it clear to her, suppose she could just get something later… 

 

As the morning continued, the sun rose, leaving it to be a warm yet slightly windy day, the kind of day Adriana enjoys the most. She had finished her readying to go off to see her daughter, Julia, lived in Sedan as well, as she had married the prince of Sedan, Leopold. Adriana was proud of Julia, the years atop of years Adriana had spent with Julia had helped in turning Julia into a beautiful woman, a true lady of honor and refinement. Even if Adriana had been quite the opposite of what Julia is, when she was Julia’s age. Adriana cringes at how headstrong she had been, the years of stubbornly rejecting the norm had caught up to her, and she shared laughs with herself over the rude and cruel words the other girls would write about her and her sister. Oh the memories, she hoped that the new generation was different from her generation. After a moment of thinking, Adriana pulled herself back to the moment she was in with her daughter, looking to Julia, with a cup of sweet cherry tea in it on the table before her. Adriana conversed with Julia for a good hour and a half, before moving off to see where her son had ended up on this day...

 

Leaving the Sedan to find herself on her way to Oren, a small basket tucked under her arm, as she held a parasol close to her hip. Her walk was slow, as her age showed to the world, but thankfully for Adriana, she had gotten used to the slow and beautiful way the world seemed to her. She had no grudges with a soul on this earth, well, all but one, the one she cursed out till her last breath was the murderer of her eldest daughter, Amara, who was sadly killed in an explosion at the painfully young age of 6. The wind was slow in its ways, only shifting a few hairs on her head, her feet beginning to hurt as she climbed the stairs out front of Oren. Oh how Adriana had hated those cursed stairs! It had been a long while since Adriana had found the time to leave Sedan, and visit Oren, she was hoping her son would be around, but sadly for her, he was not, knowing the kid, he was probably in Savoy or somewhere near it. She stopped by a shop or two, picking up a few things. She had finally found herself ready for a nice picnic in the gardens near the palace. The poor woman had given up on finding that fool of a son, she'll just see him tomorrow...

 

She had picked out a small blanket she had tucked into her basket. Unfolding it, she had lifted it into the air before lowering it into the grass, making a nice place for her to sit and rest, all while reading a book and eating a freshly made sandwich. The sun had reached its peak in the day, sitting right atop of Adriana’s head, she had brought her parasol to help keep herself safe from those harsh UV rays, although in all honesty, she was taught to never allow her skin to burn from the warmth from the sun. one might just simply call it a bad habit of the aging woman. Her eyes traced around the garden, her heart and thoughts strongly happy to be in the most peaceful place the woman could think of. She shifted to allow herself to lay there, her eyes closing for the last time. Her breath lessened and her heart slowed, she had simply reached the end of her life, no strong reason for her to die, maybe all of the stress in the poor woman's earlier life knocked off years if not more. A mother and protector to some, and a crazed stubborn mess to others, but one thing about Adriana will always stand true, she was a kindhearted woman to her family and friends. She did not fear being forgotten, or even having no one to miss her, she loved how at peace she had ended up in her final moments. May she rest.

 

[ooc]
Adriana was a joy to play, from the time she wore weapons to her first ever social season, to that time she married a traitor to her homeland, and my favorite of the times, when her daughter pked at the age of 6, who does that???? Anyways, I hope those I rped with her had fun and I do kind of feel bad for not rping her more than I did. Here's to the next generation of d’Arkents, and Castiles, good luck you goons and girls. Remember to never get too caught up in rp drama and to have a good time with it. I'll probably add more ooc details at a later date, but the time is 1:41 am, god bless.
 

[AnonymousAlexa 3890]

The ever-young Amara Elise Castile greeted her mother with a joyous embrace in the Seven Skies. “You did good,” she assured of the woman she loved more than any other, before rushing off to continue her play in the peaceful lands.

 

Spoiler

Imagine pking at 6 years old…whoever did that must be crazy!!

 

[zuziee 4004]

Maisie d’Arkent sat quietly in the parlor of the Sunholdt manor. Her head propped up by an elbow and a few pillows as her dull gaze watched her grand nieces and nephews across the room. Cigarette smoke filled the room with a warmth as she silently scrutinized every action of the girls. She had truly become a vengeful, loveless woman. 

 

Later that evening, after the craziness of the day, Maisie found herself enveloped by silence. That was, until a soft knock came at the door. As she turned toward her bedroom door, her butler Joseph Baelius came inside solemnly. He had aged dramatically as his shaky hand offered up a notice. 

 

Her cerulean eyes read over the news, of her older sister passing, expecting to feel relief that the traitorous crook was finally dead. Yet all of that pain she had been holding onto these years drifted away. Emptying her boney body to only fill it with a great wave of grief. 

 

It was a different sort of grief, but grief nonetheless. How could she let her sister leave such a lasting mark - a sister who had betrayed her. 

 

Maisie found herself brooding about the house in darkness the next few weeks, regretfully falling into sobs at the faintest reminder of her older sister. 

 

Maybe her choices were finally catching up to her. Deciding to search out familiar faces from the past…

[valecu 2128]

The juvenile d'Arkent shed tear for her relative, few droplets of water crawling down her face. She'd proceed to go and pluck flowers from the fields near Sunholdt, later making a posy of them. The little girl managed to persuade one of the maids to take her to the grave of Adriana, where she rested the tiny bouquet. 

[AnimeWolf0080 1509]

Victoria sat in her room wiping tears from her eyes at the news of her daughter's passing. She hadn't really seen the girl since she was 5, She never knew what she did that Adriana didn't want to spend time with her but she loved her dearly and knew she's hopefully be able to ask her once she made her own way up to heaven's door

[GhostSHTR 1205]

“My Aunt was a good woman dispute her faults. One of the best d’arkents ever to live if I should say. “ stated the Count Ravensburg

[aiden0023 1384]

Lukas Castile is still snoring in his bed, alive and well, not knowing about the passing of his wife yet. One could only assume what he was dreaming of.