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9th of Tov ag Yermey, 444 E.S.

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Lifstala:

Debutantes Review

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Dearest Readers,

 

Moda i ve Kort has served dutifully under the prior rule of Koenas Emma, and shall continue to provide insight on Courtly fashion. Since the rule of Koenas Annika and her efforts to encourage the resurgence of Ruskan wear, the devoted Mistress of the Wardrobe is obliged to continue her service under the household of Koenas Amadea. To build upon legacies and provide regulation of fashion standards is a great honor. Without further ado, we present Moda i ve Kort: The reviewing of this Lifstalas gowns and ladies. 

 


 

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Royal Debutantes

 

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HSH Analiesa Josefina of the Royal House of Barbanov-Bihar, Princess Royal of Hanseti-Ruska, Duchess of Karosgrad 

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Marginally inspired by Rhenyari fashion, the Princess Royal gradually sauntered down the aisle to her mother with a vicious smile. The gown she donned was composed of splendid shapes and vibrant colors which leaves the viewer to assume her extravagant taste. Notable, her veil reflected the depiction of Lady Haense and the Barbanov crown which we must approve of due to its eager length and white hue! Her mother was never the type to inspire pious comportment so we can be delighted that the Princess Royal took after her grandmother. Conversely, upon her head is the Bloodlust’s Diadem, the conventional royal jewel for the debuting Barbanov princess. Overall, it was an alluring fusion of her parental cultures. 

 

HIH Octavia Helen of the Royal House of Novellen

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Shrouded in flamboyant mauve and blush hues, the Princess Octavia Helen of the house Novellen paraded in with a muted thump of her heels. We are left confounded on why she is still a Princess for the Imperial House of Novellen was demolished and the designations no longer subsist, could it be a ploy? Nonetheless, the genuine shape of her ensemble was wondrous with lengthy fabric that neared the floor and her red locks tied up in a sleek braid at the back of her head. Strikingly, she bore Anastasia I's bridal kokoshnik and little to no red save for a teeny cape! A shame, for a kingdomless princess, to not bother embracing Lifstala traditions.

 

HRH Persephone Maxima of the Royal House of Novellen

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Her Royal Highness Persephone Maxima was the last of the Royal Debutantes to saunter down the aisle in their respective order. She traveled so far for the prospect of debuting here, in the Morrivi Prikaz, so naturally she went all in. Her clothes emulated the desert flair of Balian with stretching tulle of vermilion hue and a shawl suspended from her shoulders with aurum embellishment near the hems. Over her neckline is a weighter collar of gold with jewels inset into the illustrious piece. Then, on Persephone’s onyx fringe is a gilded Diadem of ruby and sapphire that curled behind either ear to hold the lofty crown to her scalp.

 

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Titled Debutantes

 

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TRH Emma Henrietta, of the Comital House of Ludovar, Baroness of Juliksberg

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While many girls went in opposite directions, the Ludovar family stayed veridical to the crown and their Barbanov roots. Lady Emma Henrietta, the heir to the County, reminisced of the classical dress shapes under the reign of Queen Annika. The front lacked the depth we were hopeful for; the aberrant button style seemed to be wildly out of place. Even so, the asymmetrical lining of the sleeves sparked interest in the gown, as did the ornate verdant cape she wore. Upon the cape were elaborately embroidered sigils of her house, though one will require to squint harshly in order to discern them. Bearing a fabric kokoshnik composed of deep green and red cloth, opportunely saturated for a woman of her standing.

 

TRH Austina Prudence, of the Baronial House of Aldersberg, Baroness of Aldersberg

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Goodness, the Baroness of Aldersberg, one could say much about her but we rather not give the attention seekers the attention they yearn for. Her dress was reminiscent of common Aldersberg styles with the pale yellow and floral themes found at the hems. Nonetheless, her cape was bright and looked comparatively comfortable to other debutantes' stiff cloaks. Her hair was twisted into formal ringlets with tiny flowers dotted across the champagne curls which accumulated with the Furnestock Tiara which she’d don arrogantly! This of course shocked us, seeing a forign women come to Lifstala and not even follow the etiquette! Shame on her.

 

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Mainline Nobility Debutantes

 

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HL Annabel Alia of the Ducal House of Baruch

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The first hand-me-down of the season is awarded to Lady Annabel Alia as she begins her walk down the long carpet. Wearing her very own aunt’s debut dress, we wonder if there is any originality in the young lady whatsoever. From the hair to the gown itself, Lady Annabel seems to have a knack for copying. The dress, we saw last social season, is made up of a desaturated heavy wool cape, a tartan sash that overlapped the embroidery on her torso, and a belt of gold strung along her waist to ward the evils of the outside world from her soul. We must appraise her joyous attitude and harmonious behavior before the Queen, for it takes guts to do such. 

 

HL Adelajda Ipera of the Ducal House of Ruthern

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The eldest daughter of the Duke of Vidaus was Lady Adelajda Ipera, titled after a famous Ruthern Queen. She strided down the aisle as her name rang out through the courtroom, lightening the air with family honor. She donned a simplistic red gown so one’s attention drifted to her jacket which was of a navy hue lined with rich ermine fur sourced from her uncle Dmitry’s hunting. Atop her her luxuriously styled curls rested a dainty crown belonging to Koenas Elizaveta of Vidaus, made of bright aurum with intricately placed rubies and emeralds, with two hammerhead sharks imprinted into the piece displaying the pride in her house. Her presentation was gracious and well suited for her status. One must congratulate the Duke and Duchess, whom have been in scandal to scandal, on their ability to raise a proper young lady. 

 

HL Tatyana Amelya of the Comital House of Ludovar

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Following the theme of her sister, Tatyana Amelya’s garment was composed of a dim crimson fabric with dazzling aurous embellishments nearing the skirts with a panel of white-gold buttons that trailed all the way to the floor. Draped from her right shoulder, implicatively insinuating her single nature, was a stylish blue sash, and on her back followed a dull ebony cape with the Ludovar insignia mended into the fabric. Simultaneously, Tatyana had her hair braided into a crown with blue ribbons like her sash and a stately kokoshnik reposing in the front to consummate the standard lifstala accouterment. A dignified demonstration of her family's influence.

 

HL Esfir Amelya Rose & HL Josefina Theodosya Renée of the Comital House of Kortrevich

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The Hanseni social season is the place where an adolescent lady’s hope is to shine brighter than the rest and to command awe from their peers and the newest Comital family demonstrated their luxurious power with both of the ladies' debuts.

 

Lady Esfir Amelya Rose, the heir to the County, donned profoundly bright colors, leaving us wondering where such vibrancy can be found. Aside from the traditional red, Lady Esfir opted to incorporate yellows, blues, and gold - perhaps every color of the rainbow. The main statement of the lady’s appearance would be that of her accessories. A lovely strand of pearls graced her neck, popping against the more obscure sections of her gown. Atop her head would be a hardened silk board of indigo color, littered with sundry-sized pearls and inset with a rather immense sapphire stone. Chains of gold would sway from the headpiece as she walked alongside her sister. The blue sash which hung from her right shoulder would accommodate as a representation of the lady’s faith and fidelity, following the traditional color symbolism of the courts.

 

Her younger sister, rumored to be an artist, found ways to be just as ingenious as her eldest sister. She culled an immaculate appearance with her extensive brunette hair flowing liberatingly in the otherwise restrained court setting. The dress was of a straightforward red, the color of Lifstala, with an aperture down the center as she didn’t bother to button up which made her appear slightly undignified. Furthermore, the brown bear fur that lined the main dress lightened the mood and gave her a childlike softness in comparison to the rest of the debut dresses. Accompanying the fur was an aurum collar inset with gemstones to designate members of her family. I can only conjecture that the sapphire is for her older sister!

 

HL Mischa Florentina of the Comital House of Lesanov-Falcone

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Colorful, aristocratic, and opulent. Lady Mischa Florentina of the Comital House of Lesanov-Falcone was the pinnacle of foreign beauty. Her braids, the utmost paramount tradition of Lifstala, were orderly and gleamed with health. Her gown was a veridical red with glimmering golden designs. Even her shawl, a warm shade of lush green with draping white covered in floral embellishments, wrapped snugly around her soft shoulders. Yet, humans cannot be impeccable - one may not see it unless they look closely - but Lady Mischa was wearing a half-circlet on the back of her skull! A complete scandal - even for a Ruskan Rose.

 

HL Adelia Calla of the Viscomital House of Darkwood

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Lady Adelia Calla also joined the trend of a monochromatic look, her gown consisting of a clean red color, with a darker, magenta colored sleeve. The sleeves, a unique piece compared to her gown, consisted of mesh fabric which also flowed down in frills. The dress itself bore a deep corset top, with a simple silk skirt, though the proportions of such a gown did not truly enhance the lady’s figure. Another thing to note is that the sash, being the same color as her dress, was hanging from the incorrect shoulder. This could be worrisome for the lady as this could indicate a suitor she already has that we simply do not know of. Accompanied by both her mother and father, Lady Adelia was showing her utmost respect with having both her parents at her side. We certainly found this symbol for love and respect to be a lovely display of the young lady’s character. 

 

HL Ada Natalya of the Baronial House of Colborn

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Lady Ada Natalya, heir to Colborn, was unparalleled in her decision of Lifstala debut attire. Instead of a frivolous dress or even pants, she decided on a historic set of armor. This armor belonged to the once Baron of Colborn, Adrian Colborn, and was clearly banged up from fearsome battle. But we couldn’t help but notice how it gleamed in the candlelight of the courtroom which let us know it was clearly well taken care of and polished. Her hair was twisted around dramatically with a large crown of roses weaved in and out of her midnight hued locks. Unsurprisingly, her jaunt towards the dias was self-assured. We dub her: Ada ‘The Dauntless’ Conborn. 

 

HL Manon Yvaine of the Baronial House of Ashford de Falstaff, the Star-Lord, the Ghost of Guise, the Grand Auri of the Gardens

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One of the once four de Falstaff girls remained long enough in the cold Hanseni climate to last through their debutantes - and did not disappoint dear reader! No, in fact, she found creative ways to not only respect Ruskan styles but to embrace them in their strange de Falstaff ways. 

 

Lady Manon wore something unique if not more traditional then the other ladies, interweaving her own personal flair into her burgundy ruskan apparel. Her piercing blue eyes were hidden by a pair of tinted spectacles, an unusual accessory that we have not yet seen introduced into the season's presentations, mechanical butterflies made of pure gold gracefully flapping their wings as she began her lackluster stroll down the aisle. To see a woman of Orenian descent so readily embrace the culture of her newfound nation is a heartwarming thing, Lady Manon having clearly brushed up on her history! Unlike her sister, she did not make any attempt to steal the spotlight from those who readily deserve it, deciding to wear her hair natural and free without the confines of a veil.

 

HL Aviana of the Baronial House of von Draco

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Lady Aviana wore an extremely simple gown to the presentations, with a dull red fabric enveloping her form - a simple white shrug reposing over her shoulders. The lady herself is rather comely, but I find it a great disappointment she did not take her design just an inch further. Perhaps she could have integrated some more gold embroidery. A gold hairpin, in lieu of silver? Ermine furs, instead of what appeared to be the coat of a wolf. The von Draco herself held an impressive air of confidence, posture straightened and chin inclined in a gesture of self-assurance. I was simply left wanting more!

 

HL Aobh & HL Alruna of the Baronial House of Black'hil

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Lady Aobh surely is magical with her sudden appearance in the Hanseni courts just in time for the Lifstala season! Her dress was mysteriously Ruskan which makes me inquire about her family's history, having never aurally perceived them before. Plentiful magnitudes of polar bear fur coated her collar bone with an emerald necklace of exquisite size in the center which matches the one found on her embroidered kokoshnik. The authentic ensemble is of a warmer red with embellishments of miniature flowers that must have taken months to sew onto the fabric which accompanies the bronze upon her hem, waist, and down the front of the dress. Conclusively, draping from her back is a deep blue cloak affixed to the polar bear fur in the front with her family heirloom crown upon her head.

 

The last debut of the first day shocked the court, Lady Alruna, who appeared as if she was a half-elf jaunted into the court proudly next to her sister! Not to even mention her shawl was maroon at best and her authentic garment was a muddied purple hue. She missed the mark with the color red being the focal point of Lifstala presentations. After all of this, I have to verbalize that at least she spoke with good poise and her hair was nicely braided.

 

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Non-Mainline Nobility Debutantes

 

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HL Niamh Ainsley & HL Mairi Sofiya of the Ducal House of Baruch

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Two of my grandchildren had the delectation of debuting, but I shall be fair as always in my reviews of their presentations. Baruch has a vast history, culture, and language that must all be addressed to congruously portray themselves when they debut in front of the queen. When one is authentically educated, one can discern the sparkling distinction between these girls compared to others.

 

The eldest of the dyad was Lady Mairi who donned traditional tartan proudly. Her presentation blares of ruby material, but haplessly, fate had other opinions. She connected to and portrayed her culture with pride with the deep red tartan that was laced with pink, black, and if you squint even bits of green! And everyone knows that tartan IS Baruch’s fashion - no one else's. The corset that encompassed her waist was of a burgundy hue and around her sleeves billowed out what looked like fluffy clouds - but we know better - it is simply stunning lacework! Her promenade down the aisle was natural for the first debut of the day, reminding me much of my elegance at her age.

 

Her sister, Lady Niamh wore a lovely gown, but I had the displeasure of learning that this presentation gown was not as special as it was supposed to be. Many courtiers commenced whispering throughout the young madam's debut that she had been wearing this gown for months, and it virtually seemed as if it became a daily occurrence for her! Typically, the women participating in the lifstala season will tailor a unique dress concretely for their presentation walk, and it was very disheartening to see Lady Baruch falter in such a way. She wore an impeccably fine gown of crimson, with pops of green slanting downwards from her waist - her bust ceasing short, with her skin modestly covered by a layer of white silk. I only wished she had preserved the gown for the value of only wearing it at Lifstala.

 

HL Maya Ekaterina, Lady Custodian & HL Franziska Josefine of the Ducal House of Ruthern

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Ruthern girls are infamous for their vigorous personalities, wit, and fearsome grace. Many have made pertinent reforms for the kingdom and wrought strenuously for their positions. These two are no different. When debuting they both walked with sophistication higher than any lady afore, we could verbally express they were better than the Princess Royal herself!

 

Lady Maya Ekaterina, known for her affrighting lack of eyebrows, seemed to sprout them right in time for her debut, though it was not precisely hair that was set atop her brow, but rather a miscolored pencil that seemed to be several shades too light for the lady. Her dress and apron were representatives of her poorer upbringing with sumptuous hand-sewn embroidery along the otherwise achromic mock. The embroiderment was reportedly done by her mother, Bishop Maya, and depicts the saints which speak to the pious nature of the Ruthern adolescence. To enhance her standing, she wore an immense kokoshnik-styled headband that wrapped around her pudgy cheeks with elegant aurum flourishes along with a heftily ponderous golden necklace that held an uncut sapphire within the center.

 

Lady Franziska wore a similar ensemble to match her cousin, but it was just as exceptional. Her overcoat was an effulgent red with dark furs lining the hems with a cerulean top underneath. Her apron was less exhilarating than her cousin but still exemplified exceptional craftsmanship with miniature roses and billowing lines of embroiderment. The skirt was the centerpiece of her gown with stripes of brightly colored fabric sewn together. Her head bore a scarlet kokoshnik with aurum flourishes and blue beads lining the bottom with a pearly veil covering her hair. What’s more, her intricate answer to the Princess Royal’s question sparked much interest in this debut! Her words flowed poetically like a sweet tune.

 

HL Anne Marie of the Comital House of Kaphro

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Lady Anne Marie sauntered as mute as a mouse down the aisle towards the Queen and her companions. Her garment was modest, preserve for the slit down the fabric which revealed the lady’s bare leg! It was clear that those upon the dais did not find the lady’s dress appealing in any way, as they commenced their verbal assault with much haste. The burgundy color of the dress was composed of exceptional quality, matching the dark auburn color of her hair. Placed upon the lady’s feet would be that of snow-colored flats, the velvet fabric shimmering under the candlelight. Her debut ended with her being removed from the courtroom by Ser Walton - luckily the Princess Royal was not given the chance to slap her for she threatened such.  

 

HL Anabel Elisa & HL Elia Eryka of the Baronial House of Colborn

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The first day of debuts surprised us with the heir to Colborn dressed in armor, but the second day left us just as exhilarated. Both are heavily bejeweled in their heirlooms to express their affluence and accomplishments. For those who are incognizant, Colborn heirs are chosen not by bloodline but by cultivated achievements so none lack initiative for any could be made heir! We are delectated to admit it is an ingenious system.

 

Taking the saying, “a burning heart” to be veritable, Elia Eryka exhibited a dress that was designated to represent her house’s motto, “family through fire”, the flames embroidered into the fabric representative of this. As is traditional for the historical schyfling house, the dress paid homage to the lady’s roots with an overcoat and Kaedreni-styled embroidery. Atop the young woman's head would be a delicate braid, interwoven with a golden band that was embellished with emeralds of yore. Spinel earrings graced her auditory perceivers as they once did Queen Annabelle Helvets. Perhaps as an ode to our beloved Koenas-Mamej, Elia wore a golden crispin on the back of her head, along with golden armbands which hail from our druid allies. This lady is certainly taking the liberation of gold to its fullest extent.

 

Unlike Elia walking in juxtaposition to her, Lady Anabel Elisa seemed to not precisely know what was going on, much akin to her dress. Albeit the dress itself has a lovely array of colors, the placement of the gold embroidery seemed to simply not fit the style. Upon the left shoulder of Lady Anabel was what we would surmise to be a white mink fur throw. Intricately golden netting would be embroidered onto the neckline and sleeves of the dress in an effort to maintain the lady’s modesty, though we did perceive some skin peeking through the netting beneath the candlelight!

 

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Commoner House Debutantes

 

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Miss Ilaria of House Amador

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The charming Miss Ilaria meandered down the red carpet with poise and a radiant grace, though she donned categorically dark colors. Her gown was characterized by its ebony hue and red accents upon the sleeves. A white silken underdress integrated remotely of airiness to the gown, flowing betwixt her footfalls as she curtsied with natural grace. Complimenting the dark hues of her dress, she adorned her collarbone with a chain of darkened aurum. Most eminently, however, she donned a cloth kokoshnik matching the red hue on her sleeves.

 

Miss Anastasia of House Anarion

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The faux Princess, Anastasia Anarion, debuted with a trail of wild animals, musical composition, and fireworks! It was an authentically peculiar sight. Her gown felt straight out of a jungle with wild roses embroidered all over the silk fabrics that trailed effortlessly abaft her. Upon the crown of her head was a gorgeous and delicate tiara composed of gold and sapphires. She felt like a fairy tale, to say the least. The only haplessness is her elfen descendants! As we all know, the Church has heavily outlawed elf and human espousements, children, etc. Poor Anastasia will find it troublesome to get an elven husband in a court filled with humans!

 

Miss Emerentia of House Othaman

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Miss Emerentia performed a rather hasty walk down the aisle, but despite her pace, she still managed to maintain a sense of dignity. Perhaps remotely too idealized, conspicuously, the Othaman girl had practiced this ritual ten times over, her curtsey, however, was untidy. She donned a dull brick-colored smock, cinched in her middle with a corset with an array of aurum buttons. A corset that one can conspicuously visually perceive was afforded by her family’s Orenian lineage. To put it plainly, her gown was nothing short of minimalistic, but that isn’t compulsorily a lamentable thing with the array of intricate dresses we’ve visually perceived thus far - a refreshing optical discernment for very sore ocular perceivers. Her hair was tossed abaft her shoulders and bound with an unexciting plait but was complemented with a bushel of roses tucked abaft her auditory perceiver.

 

Miss Raewyn of House Winter

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Miss Raewyn donned a simplistic dress with a rose hue commonly seen in inexpensive red dyes. Around the elegant woman's shoulders is a tanned fur pinned with a charming aurum brooch. Her sleeves clasped around her wrists and her skirt flowed to the court's floor, flowering like a blooming tulip against the rough ground. Primarily, she was a delicate example of a mundane woman debuting with little to no etiquette but the charm of a farmer's daughter.

 

Miss Viorica Barrow

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Miss Viorica Barrow decided on a rather peculiar dress with sleeves reminiscent of her late mother’s Woldskyevan style, Lady Sorina. The dress was layered in frills of red fabrics with an immensely colossal strap holding up the rather dense textiles. Upon the bottom and lightest skirt are flourishes of a pink embroiderment making a swirling shape reminiscent of wind permeating the breeze. Her blouse and billowing sleeves follow the same pattern with the embroidering and atop her head reposes an ostentatious crown of flowers which teeters on the line of a kokoshnik which one must raise a brow to… considering her bastardy.

 


Signed,

 

HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Amadea of Susa, Queen-consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-consort of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margravine-consort of Korstadt, Rothswald and Vasiland, Countess-consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, and Toruv, Viscountess-consort of Varna, Baroness-consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant, Venzia and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera.

 

Her Ladyship, Nikoleta Barbara Baruch

Mistress of the Wardrobe, Kossar of Maya and Lily

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Written in collaboration with Zuziee, Milkyi, Mady & Peachy

 

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Manon Yvaine looked over her review and gave a nod, satisfied that she had done well enough for herself.

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Anastasia spits out her drink “Yam an elf!?” She then reads over the line of getting an elven husband, her eyes already snagged on someone “But Ea…don’t want an elf.”

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Lady Aobh Black'hil cackled, preparing for her next appearance. Cows don't get themselves and she had a cheese addiction to fuel!

 

Lady Marcella Ludovar could only breath a shaky sigh of relief she was not mentioned, trembling hands clasping together before her waist.

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"Baronial house?" Oliver Black muses curiously "Wasnt even aware myself"

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Adelia Darkwood reads over the missive coming up to her name she mumbled "I don't have a suitor I didn't know about this slight mess up, h-how to fix this and hope I do get a match" takes a light breath then sat on her bed feeling so lost in her thoughts

 

 

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Alruna clutches the missive in hand, reading it over through olive eyes. She closed them, placing it down gently in her lap. "Adunian." She whispered, though no one could hear. . . "I am Adunian." She turned her head towards a nearby mirror, a hand raising slowly to touch at the tip of one of her longish ears. . . She dropped her hand back into her lap, a sad expression crossing her face. "Oh, Aobh. . . I don't think I'm meant for all this."

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26 minutes ago, Aech said:

Alruna clutches the missive in hand, reading it over through olive eyes. She closed them, placing it down gently in her lap. "Adunian." She whispered, though no one could hear. . . "I am Adunian." She turned her head towards a nearby mirror, a hand raising slowly to touch at the tip of one of her longish ears. . . She dropped her hand back into her lap, a sad expression crossing her face. "Oh, Aobh. . . I don't think I'm meant for all this."

Lady Aobh Black'hil soon found her sister, arms throwing around her and squeezing until a faint pop is heard before soon releasing her. "Come on, Al! Bop the rats." One might wonder what that meant, though, it was only known between the two sisters. Aobh bounced on her toes, head bobbing while muttering out the impromptu song and soon assist-dragging her sister to the barracks where it all began. "If you get more then me, I will even give you a slice of cheese!" She called tantalizingly, or it sounded tantalizing to her, shimmying her hips as a dagger is withdrawn, stabbing down with a thunk as it speared a silvery creature, watching it squirm beneath her blade before it finally stopped.

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Lady Aobh Black'hil soon found her sister, arms throwing around her and squeezing until a faint pop is heard before soon releasing her. "Come on, Al! Bop the rats." One might wonder what that meant, though, it was only known between the two sisters. Aobh bounced on her toes, head bobbing while muttering out the impromptu song and soon assist-dragging her sister to the barracks where it all began. "If you get more then me, I will even give you a slice of cheese!" She called tantalizingly, or it sounded tantalizing to her, shimmying her hips as a dagger is withdrawn, stabbing down with a thunk as it speared a silvery creature, watching it squirm beneath her blade before it finally stopped.

Despite her best efforts, she found herself dragged away. . . But she could not help the smile that reached her lips, and soon her eyes. "Betting with cheese are you? This must be serious. . ." She jokes, pulling out her bow.

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After yet another long day at court, Adelajda vas Ruthern found her refuge in front of a crackling hearth. Just as the lady would find herself slipping if for the evening, a servant of her house would enter her room, the missive placed upon a silver tray to be delivered. “Spasibo Anya.” She thanked the familiar servant, accepting the mail and using the firelight to read it over. A sleepy, although proud smile spread across her lips. “Hardly a negative thing. . .Mea work is paying off.”

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"Those orenian "princesses" as well as the rest of the royal family and the left-over orenian imperial family were stripped of their royal and noble titles when we won the rebellion," said Aloisia as she looked over the many pictures, trying to talk one of her sons into courting. Then, pointing to yet another lady, she commented "... What do you think of that one, Sepp? She looks kind!" @XOCO @Gambit

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