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"No doubt - no doubt this woman is a sinner!" Bellowed The Reverend Mother Anna from below blankets of tourmaline cloth perched elegantly below the sun's roost over the Adrian sky, incense polluting the air with smoke and oils. "Yet this man, he commits treason, and as far as has been said, he has done it long before this moment of treachery. He has weighed a heavy iron hand over his wife's crowned head, denying her the right to stand alone before her throne, and now is his ambition revealed..." She pauses, relaying a baffled expression to the nearest member of her little audience of children, "as well as that of his confidantes’ that they would use her sin to finally steal away that crown in infinitum. Pah! - attempting to relegate a coronated woman to a mere street-*****! It is outrageous. A monarch's loins are judged wholly by the church, for no other can bring them to GOD's justice, though I suppose it serves correct that this Archduke doubly blasphemed the priesthood. Shame on the whole of her wretched court!"

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Caterina Renaulta gave a small smirk upon reading the missive. Showing it to her siblings at daily family luncheon. 


Now that is a woman!” 

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"How unfortunate, a man's insecurity and own personal matters leads to treason and war. I shall hope the Archduchesses the best. No woman nor man should face such calamity."

 

The Celia'norian noble expressed while sipping his tea, his violet gaze faced towards the ocean.

 

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Now Rhosyn leaned back in her seat, waiting to see how this would play out. A small smile played on her features as she saw Renilde doing the first sensible thing in... a while.

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“See dearies this is why you will do your best to stick with ONE significant other.”

 

The Shield Vigil told her daughters and sons this as she taught them A valuable lesson, even if they weren’t canonist.

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A high elf received the notice by way of a wayward bird as she arrived at the Eastfleet Harbor from the Barrow Marches. Her brows  raises as a hand is brought up to lift her sunglasses, as if the shaded lenses had obscured her understanding of what she'd just read. She crumples the notice as she grabbed the collar of her borzoi to hoist him back into the cart. Just as soon as they arrived, she was ready to go back home.

 

"These ******* are crazy, Vitya, truly, I tell you..."

 

And they said the Owynists were the weird ones.

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Some dark elf, throws herself onto the floor of her lounge. Drained by the encounter with extremely augmented Lurkers and one bigger than a dragon. She, look at a stack of papers. Blinking slowly as she reads them. 

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20 hours ago, TeawithFrisket said:

“See dearies this is why you will do your best to stick with ONE significant other.”

 

The Shield Vigil told her daughters and sons this as she taught them A valuable lesson, even if they weren’t canonist.

 A certain ginger elfess randomly feeling proud of her daughter @TeawithFrisket

 

Meanwhile. . . 

 

A Waldenian woman would finally catch up on all the missives she was able to come across. She simply pinch the bridge of her nose understanding truly why she walks a knightly path. In her home she simply mutters to herself as she signed the Lorraine cross "Gott Mit Uns." She stores away the missives in her desk before she turns away  to leave out of her room to start her trials.

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