THE DEATH OF A DUCHESS

[zuziee 4004]

ANNOUNCEMENT OF PASSING

 

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C. 1914

 

 

After years of fighting illness, and with great sadness, the Duchy of Adria hereby announces the passing of the Duchess Austina Prudence Sarkozic nee Aldersberg-Novellen, Countess of Aldersberg on the 8th of Harren’s Folly, 1914. Eventually succumbing to a disease of the blood surrounded by her closest family. Later, a private burial and ceremony were held. 

 

She was the only daughter of the deceased Count Edward Clement and Dowager Anne Josephine, spending the better part of her life unwell. Despite this, the Duchess accomplished many great things, spending time as a ward under Queen Amadea of Susa, writing historical biographies about many other looked women, and even her status as a Dame of Petra. 

 

As per her wishes, due to her son's young age, the title of Countess of Aldersberg and any family heirlooms will be passed to her niece, Cressida of Aldersberg, as heir to the title.

 

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IN NOMINE DEI

 

His Grace, Heinrik I Sarkozic, 

Duke of Adria, Count of Veletzia, Dowager of Aldersberg, Protector of the Aaunic South, Keeper of the Swans

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Thank you @Mannyyfor this persona and thank you everyone for the amazing roleplay I've had across her life. I really thought Austina would be a flop but she was a total slay. Taking some time to focus on irl after this persona :)) see yall in summer (unless I have escaped by then)

Here is some BEAUTIFUL art of her I've gotten across her lifetime 

By shaydelicious

By venclair


By 28idle <3

 

[Mannyy 982]

Edwards eyes grew wide as her heard about the death of his dearest and only daughter “Certainly the most accomplished woman of her generation… I couldn’t be more proud.” The former Count lamented “If only she could take me with her.” He began to sob violently, trapped in this mortal plane of existence.

[sarahbarah 7109]

Forlorn, the deceased Duchess's cousin, Viorica, prays that her Austina might pass along safely . .  

 

All the while, Austina's ghastly form lingers just outside Viorica's bedchambers, unable to depart from this realm. Tormented, the Countess continues a slew of prayers to ward off her spirit . . but to no avail!

[Beamon4 1690]

Heinrik Sarkozic sat alone, confined within his chambers after witnessing the unfortunate passing of his wife. A dim candle light casted a solemn glow across the room as the reality slowly set onto Heinrik. No longer shall Austina approach him in the morning with her radiant eyes and shine her sparkling smile towards him. "I thank you for everything..." A low mutter escaped the man's quivering lips after he signed the lorraine.

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[Sarven 2619]

The Minitzian knight signed the lorraine over his breastplate, speaking a softly as he clasped his hands. Praying for safe passing for the duchess.

[Enlightenment 2300]

Sigismond frowned at the news, shaking his head in sadness, "You will be missed, your Grace, I had hoped you would recover but... you are in a better place now."

[Optimus420 1926]

After the funeral, The Count of Vaška, Jan Ivanovich who now stood besides his wife right after they welcomed their first son into this world. He read it aloud to his wife and son, he the fell silent, he muttered a few words, “Rest easy, dear Aunt Austina.”

[DahStalker 3692]

Silently a woman of middle age mourned, palms gripped about a hussaryian cross. She sat upon a chair, positioned to face the cliffside of waters bordering both Petra and Aaun.

[Marshi 1184]

Handing the baby off to a handmaiden, The new Countess of Aldersberg would sit in the darkness of the Ivanovich Manor...Silent. With nothing but guilt and regret for not being with her Aunt during her finale moments.

[neii 130]

Georgiana enfolds her niece, whom she had never had the good fortune to meet in life. "I have been keeping a keen eye on you, my precious one," she declared with a beaming smile. "My heart swells with immeasurable pride." With that, she took the girl's hand and led her further from the seven skies' golden gates.

[aldskar 842]

Princess Anna’s hand swirls about a glass filled rich with vintage, maroon velvet in colour, and into it she stares. How when her wrist coiled in such a way, she could see directly down the middle, like the eye of a storm.

 

“Her soul was much one ignited.” Anna spoke with envy, though grief. “One on fire.”

[Smol 2229]

Allessandra slowly placed the tome down, which  she was attempting to shelve as she heard the news. She was silent at such.. as many seemed to be remaining so utterly still for while. Before she managed to compose herself in an aspect enough to work yet now in silence. The loss of one of her closest friends would remain within her prayers that night.