THE PRUVIAN ADIEU

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The Pruvian Adieu

1852

 

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The Viscount-Priest of Provins, circa 1852

 

Winds blew fiercely amidst the forests around Provins, the cold encompassed the body of Philip and his last loyal attendants as they moved towards New Providence and it’s harbour. The moon shone from the empty and dark sky. In the murk only the Imperial Capital was to be seen, yet the men were still far from their destination. As the sun rose and replaced the orb of night they were at the docks and briskly embarked onto a caravel to Aeldin. The ship’s sails upreared and the vessel faded into the distance forever.

 

A handful of letters were left on Claude’s bureau, each named and intended for somebody…

 

TO THE PUBLIC

“It has been a few saint’s days, yet no letters were sent by the Emperor or the Pontiff, neither seemed inclined to respond to me. Neither wanted to risk their prestige or possibly worsen the situation, I have no words for those actions. The Emperor who is my first cousin and the Pontiff who claimed to be my friend, this only concludes to me that each of them are careless for their circle once trouble comes. May they be healthy and live long, to properly guide their ministries and care for their flock. Their disagreements will be felt by humanity soon, maybe it will be an irreparable mistake. But who am I to guess and judge, they are the ones in power and the ones taking the decisions, for if they make mistakes the whole of our race will suffer. To whoever holds grudges against me, I’m sorry for anything that I may have done. I’m imperfect and prone to faults. To those who love me, I do as well and you will be always guarded by my prayers. Till next time!”

TO CLAUDE

“You’re amazing, there aren’t words which can describe you. Perfection itself, we didn’t have the best marriage, but the important is we always supported each other. I know of your wrongdoings, but I stayed silent. I’m no one to judge your actions, please take care of our children and guide them. You’re the only family they have. I will be in Aeldin, in the courts of my distant relatives. Some of my ancestors are still there, it seems that we, Lords of Pruvia, are cursed to live in exile there. My life will be boring and joyless, but I have lost myself here. Perhaps I will find myself in the books through wisdom. Jusqu'à la prochaine fois’’

TO AMADIE

“My successor and heir, I see so much of myself in you dear. You are what every Lord dreams of, you’re always serious and never let your guard down. So polite and warm, but ambitious and silent in your work. Make me proud, little one. I want our family in immense power upon my return, never forget who you are and your goals. JE TAIME”

TO SOPHIE

“My little pearl, you are so heartless and cold - yet so charming and precious to me. Always in front of the mirror trying to perfect every imperfection. I know there is none like you in the Empire, no lady matches your appearance or sharp mind. Her Imperial Majesty is lucky to have you by her side. I love you sincerely and never forget that, la fille!”

 

TO ANASTASIE, GUILLAUME AND VALENTIN

“My dear children, I have not been the best parent and it’s my fault only for not offering you a proper childhood, but your Mother will care for you better than anybody. She will be your defence and attack, she will strike for you when she has to. Never disobey her, for she’s intelligent and is always right. Our next rendezvous will happen one day, but only GODAN knows when and until then know that I love you!”

 

TO ANNE CAROLINE
“What can I say, mother? You’re probably the worst parent anybody can have, worse than me.. You never cared for anybody, but yourself and only yourself. You never loved me or my sisters nor my father, you always held grudges and hated, but your judgement has come, you are left without a family or anybody to care about you. May GODAN judge you righteously for each of your sins!”

TO SIMON PRUVIA

“You were right, but I was so young and dense. I didn’t tell you about my mother's plans, I didn’t warn or help you. I stood and watched everything. You might be an Azdrazi, but you loved me and Amadie. We haven’t seen each other in years, I hope our next meeting is not with one of us in a coffin.”

TO ANNE ADELHEID AND ANNE ELEANOR

“We never had any bond, we never played together or spent time together. Each of us went onto their own path and forgot about their siblings, but I do love you, maybe I never showed it, but you are always my little sisters. I will be back one day and redeem myself, perhaps your grandchildren might use an old man as tutor?”

 

Signed, Philip Pruvia

Viscount-Emeritus of Provins and Priest of the Church of Canon

 

Spoiler

The personal letters are private and not available to anyone except the peoples they are written for. I’m shelving Philip for some time with the intention of playing him after some time, perhaps it will be more interesting then. Much love to the Pruvians and all who RPed with Philie!

 

[𝖂𝖆𝖌𝖜𝖆𝖓 740]

Major Sir Robert Archibald Galbraith would perk a brow turning to Duchess Anne Caroline "Dare I say dear, I do hope he didnt share his hallucinogens with the others"

 

@Fie

[kuerbis 3802]

Anne shrugs. "Tough life," spoke the woman. "When children are ungrateful for what you've given them."

[MRCHENN 4741]

"I'm always right." Says Simon Pruvia

[clonky 1976]

R

[amyselia 2962]

Claude, withering of strength due to her ongoing fast, read the letters with tears withheld. She pressed a final kiss unto those sheets, and set to deliver them to each recipient. 

"GOD bless this life. GOD bless your holy father." She'd recite to her children the next time she saw them.

[ncarr 2806]

1 hour ago, Valecius said:

“My little pearl, you are so heartless and cold - yet so charming and precious to me. Always in front of the mirror trying to perfect every imperfection. I know there is none like you in the Empire, no lady matches your appearance or sharp mind. Her Imperial Majesty is lucky to have you by her side. I love you sincerely and never forget that, la fille!”

 

Sophie's slated eyes shift over the letter, her countenance unchanging as she skimmed the harsh words of her own father. The youth let out a sigh as she held the small parchment within her hands still, her lips tugged into a frown. "Am I really heartless and cold?" thought the Pruvian girl silently, her eyes shifting off to the room that seemed to close in around her. This was not how the girl wished to be perceived. 

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Anastasie Thérèse Pruvia's brows furrowed in anger as she read her group letter from her father. She glanced to her junior brothers at each flank, crumpling the letter 'ere they had the time to read it. She jumped up from her spot on a velvet chaise lounge within the Pruvian estate, storming off in a flurry of Auvergnat swear words to her own quarters. "WHY HAVEN'T I GOTTEN MY OWN!!!!" She screeched, tossing a vase full of roses across her room. 

[MikoMonster 1396]

3 hours ago, Valecius said:

 

TO ANNE ADELHEID AND ANNE ELEANOR

“We never had any bond, we never played together or spent time together. Each of us went onto their own path and forgot about their siblings, but I do love you, maybe I never showed it, but you are always my little sisters. I will be back one day and redeem myself, perhaps your grandchildren might use an old man as tutor?”

 

Signed, Philip Pruvia

Viscount-Emeritus of Provins and Priest of the Church of Canon

 

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The personal letters are private and not available to anyone except the peoples they are written for. I’m shelving Philip for some time with the intention of playing him after some time, perhaps it will be more interesting then. Much love to the Pruvians and all who RPed with Philie!

 

 

Anne Eleanore took the letter in hand, reading it with a sullen expression from her room within the chilled but bustling northern keep in which she resided. Shakily she retrieved a quill, penning a response to the brother she had barely known.

 

"Dearest brother,

I will admit that I once faulted you for our distance- for my inability to trust you. I realize now that it has always been the fault of our mother. If not for her incapability to love, perhaps we could have had a happy family. I can't recall a day in my youth where we all came together as one. Maybe in my immaturity, that was one of the reasons I sought to escape Oren so desperately. Know, brother, that I am sorry I left so early. That I was never present to meet my nieces and nephews. And know that I will eagerly await your return.

With love,

your sister, Eleanore"